One Piece: General Xuanming, Defeat the New World

"Colonel, please don't ask any more questions. Let's just carry out our mission."

Dorag's adjutant had already understood the king's hidden meaning, and hurriedly pulled Dorag aside and began to persuade him in a low voice.

Seeing this, the king also nodded.

"It seems that there are some wise people in the navy. Is this little guy here to gild himself?"

A calculating look flashed across the king's brows, and then he shook his head helplessly.

Not to mention that the king's cognition since childhood has made it fundamentally impossible for him to sympathize with the people, just as people cannot empathize with cats and dogs.

But at least the king knew that the country belonged to him, and he had to make the country strong so that he could enjoy more.

Which king is not ambitious and wants to accomplish something when he succeeds to the throne?

But many years passed, and most kings gradually accepted the reality and spent their lives in sensual pleasures.

In the running gear of the world, the king is just one of the links.

If the mission of the people is to accept their fate, then they must suffer.

The king's mission is to be indulgent and tyrannical, thereby spreading fear and enriching resources.

From this perspective, there is actually no difference between a king who loves his people like his own children and works hard to govern the country and those rebellious people. Both have betrayed the positioning of the social environment.

How can one person compete with the entire society?

If you are a good king, everything around you will be a help to you, but if you want to go against this identity, then the power that you are proud of will become your biggest constraint.

"These... these people are starving and freezing, how can I not ask?"

"Even if I take a step back, I still need to understand the cause of the rebellion so that I can find the right remedy."

"Are we just going to suppress them blindly by force?"

"This kind of peace will not last long."

Dorag looked at his lieutenant, his tone filled with anger and questioning.

Compared with talking with the king, conversations with the adjutant naturally do not have as many taboos and things to worry about.

"Colonel, you are starting from the wrong point."

"You need to care about how to quell the rebellion in front of you, not how to make people live better."

The adjutant was a sturdy old man.

He knew very well what was going on in the mind of a young and successful naval captain.

But he knew better that if he let Dorag continue asking questions, the boy's courage might cause bigger problems.

It is worth mentioning that he is a relative of the Sengoku general and was specially sent to assist Dorag in carrying out this mission.

"You just need to show your strength, and those ambitious people hiding in the dark will naturally retreat."

"These people will then scatter, and the rebellion will be resolved."

There was a hint of helplessness in the adjutant's old voice.

"No, I must understand!"

There was an unprecedented firmness in Dorag's tone. At this moment, he felt that everything around him, the king, his adjutant, had joined hands to cover him in a barrier, making it difficult for him to see the real scenery.

"Your Majesty, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me and I will help you solve them."

Dorag looked at His Majesty the King again.

"Well... okay then..."

The king stared at Dorag for a long time, then waved his hand, and the people around him left immediately.

When only himself, Dorag and Dorag's adjutant were left in the room, the king finally spoke.

"Taxes are used to supply the gold in heaven, do you understand?"

Dorag nodded. He was clear about this.

Celestial Gold is nominally a sum of wealth that the member states of the World Government hand over to the world's noble Celestial Dragons every year as a token of respect and worship.

But in reality, less than half of this money will actually be given to the Celestial Dragons. The rest will be allocated by the God of Finance, Izambaron V. Nasujuro Saint, and distributed to various non-productive departments such as the Navy, CP, and the Army.

"If the gold from the sky cannot be collected, the world government will certainly be held accountable, but the reason is natural disasters."

"The world government can't hold heaven accountable, right? So we need a scapegoat."

"Look, people don't work hard and have rebelled. In order to maintain the World Government, I have sent troops to suppress them, so I don't have the spare energy to supply Heavenly Gold. Isn't this reasonable?"

"But if I hadn't done this, the people would still be able to survive despite the disaster, relying on the food they had stored in the past."

"When the government officials see that the country is stable, they just can't pay the gold from heaven, and that becomes my responsibility."

"Do you understand what I mean, Colonel?"

King Kit XVI's hoarse voice echoed in the hall, resoundingly.

When King Git XVI began to speak, Dorag tried to interrupt several times, but each time he just opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The education that Dorag received in the past taught him that this was wrong.

But Dorag's reason also told him that faced with the choice between life and death, it was normal for the king to choose to let himself live.

No one is obligated to sacrifice themselves to help others.

"See, you've figured it out now."

The king saw that Dorag looked a little dazed and spoke again.

"Then tell me, if you were in my position, what would you do?"

After pondering for a long time, Dorag suddenly thought of something.

"Then you can choose not to join the World Government. The World Government does not force countries to join, so isn't that fine?"

"Pfft..."

Before Dorag could finish his words, the king burst into laughter and then quickly covered his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Colonel, I didn't hear anything. My old pig had piglets, and I couldn't help it..."

"You can't say that this is encouraging member states to withdraw from the World Government, Colonel."

Dorag's adjutant also tried to persuade him anxiously.

"Mr. Colonel, you still don't understand."

The king waved his hand slowly.

"If I don't join the World Government, but my son and my brother want to join the World Government, do you think I can still sit firmly on the throne?"

"Also, if I don't join the World Government, who would I turn to for help if pirates really invaded my country? The navy won't accept requests for help from non-member countries, Colonel."

"So, Mr. Colonel, if you were in my position, you would want to live in fear every day, knowing that you might die at the hands of pirates any day."

"He still intends to protect the people with his own strength, and then one day he will die on the spot for no apparent reason, and the next king will continue to take from the people."

"It is better to live well. At least we can control the riots in the country within an appropriate range."

"This is my country, Colonel, and I wish it the best for myself."

"So what do you want to choose?"