Traveler in the Pirate World

The unchanging weather in the winter island is snow and wind, with dark clouds. The petals that have been away from the peach tree for a night, without the brilliance of last night's fluorescent wrapping, are buried in the snow and soil, returning to the earth.

"Bang~Bang~" the sound of salutes resounded throughout the world, and the cherry pink powder dyed the snow pink, like scattered cherry blossoms, turning several candle-like cylindrical mountains on the Drum Island into several huge cherry trees.

The giant green tree standing on the top of the palace mountain blocked out the sun, and its branches and leaves, which blocked most of the wind and snow in the world, swayed in the wind, making a cheerful rustling sound.

Countless people were looking in the direction of the former royal palace. Yes, it is now called the Whirlwind Parliament. In front of the cylindrical staircase where the cold wind was swirling was the parliamentary round table built by all the people.

In the center of the round table is a mess of small wooden blocks. If you look closely, you can see that there is a name engraved on each small wooden block. These are the names left behind by the remnants of the kingdom who were once abandoned by the nobles and royal family after experiencing several disasters and jointly chose the parliamentary system.

These tiny wooden blocks are spliced ​​together, surrounded by a huge round wooden plate and wrapped with a transparent gelatinous substance, thus forming this huge round table, which represents the will and determination of a generation.

Around the round table were seats for representatives of the twelve towns, and the circular hall was arranged with thirty-six seats for representatives from different professional fields, among which Dr. Kuleha was the medical representative and Dalton was the sergeant representative.

At this important moment, Dr. Kuleha's seat was taken by the elder of the twenty doctors.

"Where are you going? Even if you are willful, there must be a limit. This is a founding ceremony, Ms. Kuleha!" Looking at the old man sitting in the seat that originally belonged to Dr. Kuleha, Dalton couldn't help but remember what he said when he stopped her before.

Dr. Kuleha held up her bottle and drank from it. The fragrance of plum wine filled her mouth. She stood casually with one hand on her waist and pointed in the direction of the sea with the hand holding the bottle. "Of course I'm going to the battlefield, idiot!"

"Are you crazy? You have seen how powerful Blackbeard is. There are strong men in this world there!" Dalton looked at Dr. Kuleha in astonishment. He had seen Blackbeard take action with his own eyes, and he knew that a monster of that level could destroy the country by himself.

When the whole nation chose to adopt the parliamentary system, everyone knew that such a choice might lead to the intervention of admirals who were far more famous than Blackbeard, but they still made the decision.

This choice was not only because of the support of the revolutionary army behind it, but also because it completely handed over the kingdom to a being called the king, allowing him to rule and establish new laws at will. No one knew whether the next day would be a day of death or despair. They had had enough.

If future generations are also ruled in this way, then even if they perish first, it is better than living in uncertainty every day.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to agree. Some people, no matter what kind of life they live, just want to continue stably, from generation to generation. Even if they are as humble as a pile of weeds, they can do anything to survive.

Some of them are the beneficiaries of the old era of this country. What is the difference between trying to change everything in the past and overturning their rice bowls and smashing their pots, even if the flesh and blood of countless innocent people are stewed in it?

The guilty were tried and the innocent were expelled. They were sent to nearby islands and given tools and food to survive on their own. The only ones left were the crazy ones who were ready to die.

My husband is a doctor. He just wanted to cure diseases and save lives. He just wanted to perform his duties like a real doctor, but he died in front of me because of a ridiculous doctor's expulsion order. Do you think I still need a king?

In a winter without a doctor, a heavy snow and a cold and fever took my child away. He was calling me dad yesterday, but he was dead overnight. Who killed him?

The king walked through the street, I lowered my head and dared not look at him. He said, "Those who do not look at him should be punished by having their arms cut off!" So that day, everyone on the street had their arms cut off. Without doctors, many people died, but I survived. How ridiculous, the king had clearly said before, "Those who dare to look directly at him should have their eyes gouged out." So did you see my eyes?

The remaining weak population of this ruined kingdom almost all gathered under the peach tree. They looked at the statue of the girl who brought them the miracle tree, and the great tree that brought them hope. Their eyes were full of determination to live and die. If the Sakura Kingdom could not be successfully established, they would be destroyed together with the new country.

"I can't see it, but I can smell the fragrance of the flowers on the ground. The sound of its leaves rubbing against the swaying branches is the most beautiful music I have ever heard. Do you think I will be able to see its magnificence with my own eyes one day?" asked the blindfolded man to his companion.

"Yes, we are the greatest medical kingdom in the world! Isn't it a simple matter to cure a pair of eyes?" The companion laughed, and in the laughter was endless sadness and yearning. Yes, it is a great medical kingdom, and so many people have died of illness, but it should not happen again in the future!

As the salute was launched, the 48 members of parliament walked out of the parliament. Dalton was still in a daze. He remembered his question to Kuleha, "If you were capable of dealing with a battlefield like that, why did you allow this kingdom to be invaded and destroyed by Blackbeard?"

"Bang!" The broken bottle was dripping with wine and blood. Dr. Kuleha smashed Dalton's head with a bottle. "Idiot, how can you blame others for not saving you? And since when did a kingdom need to rely on others' salvation to protect its own people? And shouldn't your king be the one responsible for you? When did I become the unscrupulous doctor being hunted down?"

"Then why do you want to take action now?" Dalton was slightly stunned, then asked.

"Because this is my country now, and there are things here that I want to protect, right, little peach?" She looked back at the huge peach tree and giggled.

The Peach Tree gently shook its branches, expressing its approval in its simple language. Beside it were two small peach trees, which were newborn from last night's fruit cores.

Forty-eight congressmen stood neatly under the statue of the girl. The girl had her back to them, looking up at the huge peach tree. They had their backs to the girl, looking at the few thousand people. Dalton, who represented the highest reputation in the country, stepped forward and stood between the congressmen and the people, speaking with a loudspeaker, Den Den Mushi.

“In the past, we were the private property of the king and the nobles, the lambs they slaughtered at will, the playthings they used at will, lowly and humble.

But from this day forward, remember my words and engrave them into your lives, we are all equal, this kingdom belongs to no one, because it belongs to everyone.

I don’t know whether parliament can bring true fairness to this country, or even what true fairness is, but at least we have moved on from the past and embraced a new life. At least we have learned to resist injustice, and I hope that the new era will be fair.

In the past, we were always waiting for others to save us, whether it was the Straw Hats or the Goddesses. Even though we are still protected by the Revolutionary Army, is this how our kingdom should be?

No, no one can always protect us. We only have ourselves. We need our own army, an army that belongs to the people and protects the people.

We need our own laws, no longer laws made and changed at the whim of the king, but laws made by the forty-eight members of parliament who think together and agree on any changes, and any changes will be agreed upon by the parliamentary chamber.

There are so many things we need to do. We have nothing now. Even the road ahead is a road that has never been taken in this world. Let us explore the fairness of this world, my compatriots! Let the Sakura Kingdom move towards fairness, my compatriots! Let those who come after us pursue fairness, my compatriots! Long live the Sakura! "

"Long live the Sakura!" Countless people raised their fists, shouted the name of the new country, sang praises and blessings, and the Sakura Kingdom was established.