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"How are you feeling? The doctor said your bones are almost healed."
Christopher was able to sit up, and he turned his head slightly.
The bandages restricted his vision, but he could recognize the unique silhouette—it was Tiger.
"It's alright, at least I'm alive."
Christopher grinned.
"Seeing that you're alright puts my mind at ease."
"To be honest, if we hadn't made such a big commotion, you might have already escaped with the slaves."
Tiger walked slowly into the room and sat on the rocks:
"Don't say that."
"If you hadn't stopped that crescent-shaped-haired guy, I might never have had a chance to come back."
"You don't need to be in such a hurry to start a war with them."
"Actually, it's me who dragged you down."
With that, Tiger sighed.
He clearly only wanted to liberate the slaves, so how did things escalate like this?
"We've been through life and death together, so talking about this seems a bit distant."
Upon hearing Christopher's words, both of them smiled simultaneously.
Then came a moment of silence.
After a long while, Tiger's gaze calmly swept over every well-bandaged wound on Christopher's body, filled with deep concern.
"Don't think too much about it. You're recovering from a serious injury and it's best to avoid overexerting yourself."
"When you feel better, I'll take you to see Fishman Island."
Weeks later, when Christopher was finally able to leave the room on his own, he was met by Tiger waiting outside.
Unlike when they first met, Tiger has regained his former agility and his injuries appear to have fully healed.
"Seeing how well you've recovered, I can finally let go of the guilt I felt."
Christopher's voice was filled with genuine joy.
Tiger examined the other person closely and saw that the bandages had been removed, leaving large, irreparable burn scars on the exposed skin.
He walked closer, raised his strong arm, and patted Christopher on the shoulder firmly:
“Seeing these scars, I know you’ve crawled out of hell.”
"Yes, they survived..."
Christopher gave a carefree smile, his tone tinged with a sigh and a hint of relief.
He not only escaped the fire at Mary Geoise that day, but also escaped the oppressive and suffocating prison that had been his prison.
In the days that followed, Tiger took Christopher on a tour of Fishman Island as promised.
They walked past the fountain in Kuala Lumpur Korta and watched the mermaids frolicking in the sunlight.
Wander among the buildings of Coral Hill and feel the unique rhythm of this underwater city.
Tiger is highly respected on Fishman Island; both fishmen and mermaids greet him politely.
At the end of their tour, they arrived at the Sea Forest.
Amidst a pale blue glow, a red historical monument stands silently.
The two stood before the stone tablet, facing the weight of history, and remained silent for a long time.
After a long silence, Christopher gazed at the stone tablet and slowly spoke:
"World governments are so afraid of this erased history being revealed..."
"What they fear is the truth about the 'Void Century' that these stones record."
Tiger crossed his arms, his thick fingers tapping lightly on his arms:
"The scholars of Ohara proved this with their lives."
He responded in a deep, resonant voice that sounded particularly strong against the seawater:
"They would rather destroy an island than leave a question unanswered."
“Yes! Ohara…”
Christopher nodded and said:
"The scholars there proved with their lives that history cannot be completely erased."
"As long as the truth has existed, it will always leave traces."
"These two stones, along with other stones scattered around the world, are the most deadly traces."
He turned to look at Tiger, his tone becoming even more serious:
"While in Mary Geoise, I learned some information by chance..."
"These red historical texts are unique 'road signs'."
Tiger looked puzzled.
"Yes! Road signs!"
Christopher's eyes, which had initially appeared somewhat lost and weary, gradually began to shine, as if he had found a new direction in life:
"Collecting all four of these red road sign historical texts will guide you to the location of the final island."
"What is buried there was never Roger's treasure."
"But...the whole truth of this world!"
This news left Tiger speechless for a long time.
After a long while, he tentatively asked:
"Then you mean..."
Christopher had already made his decision; his voice was calm yet contained an unwavering resolve.
"I can't let it continue to lie dormant here; it might be found by the World Government at any time."
“I’m taking it with me, Tiger.”
Tiger tapped his fingers faster and faster:
"So where are you planning to take it?"
"Take them to the ends of the earth!"
Christopher's eyes became incredibly clear and determined; he had completely found the path he needed to take next:
"We have fought, and we have failed."
"But as long as we still hold fragments of the truth in our hands, there is still hope for victory."
"I will wait at the ends of the earth..."
"Waiting for that inevitable moment, when we have the ability and determination to do the things we cannot..."
"The one who will reveal all this and truly liberate the world."
"you're right!"
Tiger stepped forward and stood side by side with Christopher:
"I'll help you!"
He recalled the brief night they fought side by side in Mary Geoise, the trust forged in the fires of war that now served as his strongest support.
Tiger's tone was resolute:
"I will explain the situation to King Neptune regarding Fishman Island."
"This is not about betraying our duty to protect, but about fulfilling it."
Neptune was actually an indecisive monarch.
In fact, many so-called wise kings in this world are like this.
As long as they don't like to make trouble, they can be seen as very wise by their peers.
After listening to Tiger and Christopher's words, Neptune turned to look at Queen Otohime, who nodded slightly.
Her innate Observation Haki allowed her to sense the fiery emotions burning within the two of them.
Neptune immediately made up his mind:
"In that case, I'll leave it to you!"
A few days later, a jet-black sailboat set sail from Fishman Island toward the New World.
At the bow of the ship stands a huge red historical inscription.
Christopher stood at the bow of the ship, wearing a hooded trench coat, but the burn marks on his face were still clearly visible.
The power of the Twisted Fruit activated, and the vortex propelled the black sailboat toward the ends of the earth...
Chapter 136 Street Thugs, on the Move!
News of Christopher's departure to sea quickly reached the ears of the Five Elders.
In the newly rebuilt power chamber, five old men, some standing and some sitting, formed a circle, frowning as they looked at the intelligence that had just been delivered by CP0.
Pitt broke the silence first, his voice filled with suppressed anger:
"Christopher... this disgrace to the world's nobles must be completely wiped out!"
He still remembered that of all the beatings he received that night, Christopher was the one who hit him the hardest.
If Christopher heard his true feelings, he would surely cry out that he was innocent.
After all, the sandworm's long, slender body is a blessing for swordsmen; it's so easy to slice.
Every time I see it, I feel like stabbing it in the face.
Volchuli tapped his knuckles on the table and calmly replied:
"Erase? That's easier said than done."
"You should know how powerful that guy's Devil Fruit ability can be on the high seas!"
"How many people do you think we'll need to deploy? Or are you planning to issue a bounty directly?"
Pitt was speechless after being rebuked. He sighed and sat back down in his chair.
Indeed, Christopher's situation is completely different from Doflamingo's back then.
Doflamingo was wanted because his family had already voluntarily given up their Celestial Dragon status.
So he was no longer a Celestial Dragon when he was wanted.
Christopher, this is an armed coup!
The World Government has finally managed to suppress information about him, but once they start issuing a warrant for his arrest, there will definitely be people who want to dig deeper into Christopher's identity.
The world government will make a huge fool of itself again.
Seeing that Pitt had been persuaded, Vochuli continued:
"He's like a mad bull that's stormed into a china shop."
"The most foolish thing we've done right now is to loudly proclaim to everyone that this cow belongs to us."
The other five elders all nodded in agreement. Nasujuro wiped his long sword, his gaze sharp.
"That's right, offering a bounty means admitting guilt."
"To acknowledge that a Celestial Dragon has fallen into the trap of becoming a pirate, to acknowledge that such a vile traitor has emerged among us."
"We don't need to waste a new bounty on a dead man."
"He never existed in the outside world."