Pirates of the Void Swordsman

"Whoo~"

Kosha let out a long breath, got up from the ground, and shook the sand off his body.

Feeling the power of nature for the first time, he felt extremely small.

"Damn it!!"

"Damn, why does it always happen?"

"Why do we get sandstorms every time we dig for underground water?"

“Does God really want to destroy Jubal?”

"It has not rained for more than a year, and now we have to face sandstorms from time to time!"

"Water sources are scarce and we really can't hold on anymore..."

The rebels, who had been in high spirits and enthusiastically wielding their shovels to dig out underground water, dropped their shovels and became depressed and decadent.

At this moment, a thick layer of sand had already accumulated on the ground, and the deep pit they dug so hard had been filled up by the thick sand at some point.

Even some buildings were half buried by the wind and sand, and the sand layer on the ground rose again.

All of them have been busy all day in the hot environment of the scorching sun, and have lost a lot of physical strength. They have finally dug out the water source, but now their previous efforts have been wasted and there is no gain.

There were even dozens of residents of Yuba who were swept away by the sandstorm because they could not escape and were missing...

What a cruel thing!

Kosha looked along the street and saw a dense crowd like a tide, spreading from the edge of the street to the end.

Many of them were in ragged clothes, and some had various injuries on their bodies, apparently caused by the sandstorm just now.

"I...my father was swept away by a sandstorm..."

A young man with a dull expression held his head in pain, gritted his teeth and choked.

"Wow...Mom..."

Another sharp sob sounded, and a little girl sat on the ground helpless and cried bitterly.

Just now, her mother was ruthlessly taken away by a sandstorm in order to protect her.

"my son……"

"My...my brother...he is also missing."

Dozens of Juba residents who had lost their loved ones were crying in pain.

In the desert, they know better than anyone the consequences of being swept away by such a sky-blocking sandstorm.

They will never come back...

As far as the eyes can see, this is a rotten world. Even though Kousha had expected it, his heart still stirred up waves and it was difficult to calm down.

Compared with the environment in his previous life, it could only compete with the turbulent areas of the earth in his previous life, such as Africa.

This pirate world is majestic and cruel, and is far from as beautiful as shown in the anime.

"Damn it!!"

"What should we do now?"

"Keep digging, there is underground water in Juba, don't give up!"

"It's just that there are more sandstorms this season. It's impossible for them to hit Yuba every day!"

"Yes, you are right, it will eventually pass!"

The rebels encouraged each other, gritted their teeth, picked up the shovels again, and resumed their work.

A series of clanging sounds sounded again.

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Sandstorms, Juba, rebels, digging for underground water! !

Such a familiar image, as if an animation is playing in my mind.

Kosha raised his head and looked beyond the crowd into the distance. That was the south of Yuba and the direction from which the sandstorm was coming!

In the desert in that direction, there is the most prosperous city in Alabasta, Yuyan!

Feast of Rain, the city that everyone dreams of, has a very nice and beautiful name.

There is never a shortage of water there, because that is the city where King Shichibukai Crocodile is located.

According to common sense,

Is it really possible for sandstorms to hit the same place with precision every time?

This is of course impossible!

Kosha, who has read the original work, knows that these sandstorms are all the product of Crocodile's use of Devil Fruit abilities.

The natural system is indeed a natural disaster level ability, and the Shasha Fruit is fully displayed in Crocodile's hands.

"In the first half of this great route, can anyone besides Luffy defeat Crocodile..."

Kosha was in a daze, and his heart was filled with gloom.

He looked at the people in the distance who continued to dig underground water, took a deep breath, and then raised his feet and walked forward.

"leader!"

"Mr. Kosa!"

Wherever they passed, everyone in the rebel army temporarily put down their work and greeted Kousha enthusiastically. It can be seen that Kousha was very respected.

After all, if Kosha hadn't led everyone to help each other, many of their people might have died long ago.

To the people of Juba, Kosha was a hero and a hope.

Looking at those pairs of eyes full of respect, Kosha nodded in response.

However, Kosha's mood became inexplicably heavy.

I'm afraid they still don't know that the 'Kosa' they respect and admire has changed.

"Can I really be a good leader of the rebel army?"

Kosha thought to himself, but couldn't get an answer.

quickly,

Kosha walked to the place where everyone was digging for underground water and stopped.

"Mr. Kosha, you are here!"

"It was supposed to be possible to dig out groundwater soon, but suddenly there was a sandstorm..."

Everyone put down their tools and looked at Kosha with apologetic eyes. If they could dig out underground water, Yuba would be saved. Such an important task was not completed, and everyone secretly blamed themselves.

"I know, and I don't blame you." Kosha looked at everyone and said in a gentle tone: "That's the end of today's mission. Let's all go and take a rest."

There will be no results if we keep digging like this.

Kosha knew very well that they were just doing useless work and wasting their energy in vain.

Maybe he won't fight against Crocodile, but he can still do something for the rebels.

Since you are using someone else's body to gain a new life, you should do something.

No matter how little he does, it's for his own sake...

When I first arrived, there was nowhere to go except the rebels.

Staying in the rebel army is the safest place.

"But……"

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, obviously hesitant.

"Nothing to worry about, that's it for today!" Kosha looked serious and turned around to leave without giving them a chance to speak.

Watching Kousha leave, everyone looked at me and me, and finally slowly put away their tools and went back to rest.

………………

As Kosha walked on the street, his steps became heavier unknowingly, as if something heavy was weighing on him.

How to lead 30 rebel troops to survive in the dilapidated oasis of Yuba has become a problem for him now.

As a leader, his every move determines the direction and destiny of the entire Alabasta.

The loss of dozens of lives just now is still vivid in my mind...

If you make a wrong decision and it deviates from the original work, it is very likely that Crocodile's plan will be accelerated and Alabasta will be destroyed instantly.

It didn't feel good to have such a heavy burden on him. He didn't know how the original 'Kosa' could hold on.

Maybe, some people are born for big scenes, and he is just an insignificant ordinary person...

Some people may say, Our Lady of Kosa, what does the life and death of others have to do with you, do you need to worry about it?

But 30 people, or even tens of millions of people in Alabasta, died because of your excuses. Can you really remain indifferent?

Those are tens of millions of living lives. Who can remain calm? !

Maybe other protagonists are strong-willed and superior, killing hundreds of thousands of people is as easy as playing a game.

But Kosha can't do that. He is just a modern ordinary person who has received modern education and has his own conscience.

He will be afraid of death, will not have the courage to face Crocodile, and will not be able to be a hero who saves this country.

However, he did not want to be the main culprit for the destruction of this country.

What's more, when Alabasta is destroyed, do you think Crocodile will leave a rebel leader like Kosa...with such strong appeal?

Keep Kosha as king?

Slowly, Kosha walked to a pile of stones and sat down quietly.

It's a bit funny to say that he really misses the days when he used to work overtime at this moment.

The life that was once boring is now something I miss very much.

Man, it always seems like that!

The time-travel life is just a beautiful fantasy, and Kosa doesn't feel any benefit at all.

He just felt like a stone was weighing on his heart now.

Shen!

It's so heavy that it's annoying.

Kosha reached into his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep drag.

Not long after, Nat also walked to the pile of rocks behind Kosha and sat down.

The two of them said nothing, and time passed by.

"You think, if it never rains again, can Yuba and this country survive?" Kosha suddenly said.

"what?"

Nat was stunned when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect that Kosha would ask him such a question. After he came to his senses, he said seriously:

“I don’t know if it will rain again in this country and in Juba, and I don’t know what the ultimate fate will be.”

"But, Kosha, I believe you!"

"I believe you will lead us and restore peace to this country!"

"This is our favorite place, ever since we were little."

"To me... your decision is the right one."

Nat smiled, his tone full of trust in Kosha.

After hearing this, Kosha turned his back to Nat and said nothing.

He just put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth and took a strong drag. The smoke filled the side of Kosha's face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

This feeling of being trusted unconditionally is actually really good...