Having said this, Gawain took another sip of tea. In recent months, he had become accustomed to drinking strong liquor, and the tea had actually become tasteless.
However, he finally swallowed the black tea and continued to speak to Nicole Robin who looked shocked.
"As you heard, I want to create a new world government.
However, this world government should not be organized in a way that unites all countries.
Because facts have proven that the world government formed by uniting all alliance countries still cannot avoid conflicts and competition among various countries.
In this world, conflicts are hard to avoid in a family, a household, a city, or a country.
Although merging all countries into one country will not eliminate the conflicts between families, the fewer the units in the country, the smaller the conflicts among social units will be.
In other words, what I want to build is not a country united by countless countries, but a country united by every family and even every person.
The units of this world government will no longer be one country after another, but one family after another.
In this case, although the future is still unpredictable, at least the world will no longer have conflicts between countries, and civilians will no longer passively end up in a situation where it is difficult to maintain their lives because of the instability between countries.
When things are prosperous, the people suffer.
Death, people suffer.
Then, once and for all, the problem of rise and fall will not be repeated again and again, or find a way to separate the repeated time for as long as possible, this is the change I hope to bring to the world."
Having said this, Gawain reached out to his lower back and took out a wine gourd from Hong Fang.
After opening the cork and taking a delicious sip, Gawain forked another piece of cake, put it in his mouth and started chewing it.
At the same time, across the table, Nicole Robin, after thinking deeply, finally couldn't help but ask Gawain.
"Lord Gawain, our dreams are called dreams.
And the dreams of people like you should clearly be called ambitions!
But I really don’t know, why should I be valued by you with my status like this?
After all, I am just a historian who reluctantly learns on the fly, and I am just a reader who is interested in books."
"No, you are still a remnant of O'Hara!"
Gawain interrupted Robin and saw him speaking extremely seriously.
"History has always meant inheritance, but after O'Hara was destroyed, the inheritance was obviously cut off.
It's a pity that this happened in the past and I can't stop it, but I hope I can rebuild it.
Although in daily life, most people do not deliberately study history.
But in special times, when people feel uneasy from the turbulence of life, history is an effective thing that can calm people's hearts.
You should know that whatever I want to do is out of any good desire.
But in the process, I will also bring uneasiness and panic to too many people, so if you can then, as an O'Hara survivor, show the public some history they need.
For example, some historical changes that have occurred in the world in the past have led to better things.
Then, you will become one of the very excellent ways to calm people's hearts.
There are many other ways like you, such as music, entertainment, food, and many others.
If I can't meet you, then I may not deliberately pursue the real history. I may find some people who seem trustworthy and fabricate the history I need.
But since you are here, your identity as an O'Hara survivor will be easier for people to believe!"
"Wait, my lord!"
Suddenly, Nicole Robin frowned, and she said seriously to Gawain.
"If I heard correctly, you are planning to let me use history to appease the turbulent people in the future.
So, you want me to fabricate a history for you that I respect immensely..."
"It's not fiction!"
Gawain interrupted Nico Robin and said softly.
"There is so much history in this world, whether it is the stories of Rolando or the historical texts, they are all part of history!
I never ask you to make up history, I just hope that when you collect and sort out O'Hara's missing books, you give priority to showing a sufficiently positive part of them to people who will become increasingly unstable in the future!
History has good and bad moments, just like a mirror that reflects reality. You can see your beauty in the mirror, and I can also see my ruthlessness in the mirror!
But it is precisely the fact that there are good and bad things that I want to take advantage of and show people the good side first, such as things that have happened in history that are similar to what I want to do, or something like that.
The country carried out reforms and then ushered in the history of great prosperity!
Remember, what I want you to research and publish is all real history!
You are a historian, and all you should care about is historical authenticity.
It's not how I apply the real history, isn't it?
I will not be someone who tamper with history. Even if you know the missing hundred years of history from the historical text, I will not make any deletions to those things.
But the job of a historian is to investigate and summarize history, not to act like a star and publicize that history to everyone in the world.
The job of a historian is not to be like a madman, trying to pour all history into everyone's heart, so that everyone can become a historian like her!"
Having said this, Gawain looked at Nico Robin seriously.
Facing Gawain's eyes, Nico Robin hesitated for a while, and then whispered to Gawain.
"Sir, you know my past very well, so you should also know that my mother is the kind of madman you said.
She is...a person who, besides studying history, also wants everyone to know about that history.
So, I'm...sad to hear you say this!"
Hearing this, Gawain's eyebrows moved slightly, he tapped the table with his fingers, and then said.
"Look at me, Robin, my elders, and my clan members, they all look...aloof.
But just like me, Robin, we all don’t need to live like our elders!”
"You are right..."
Robin nodded slightly and saw her pick up the black tea and sip it for a moment.
Then, she sighed leisurely.
“During these years of being displaced, I traveled to many countries and read and learned a lot.
But whenever I think back to the beginning, I don't know how to face everything in the past.
If everything is just for history, then O'Hara's destruction is worth it. Real history does not allow historians to compromise with any force!
But the big reason for O'Hara's destruction is that when my elders studied those things, their research was heard by countless people...
I can understand what you mean, history can be placed there quietly like a bookshelf.
As for which book a reader likes to open, it should not be decided by the person who places the bookshelf!
In short, I agree to your conditions. I will not act like a madman and force you or others to read the historical documents summarized by me and other scholars.
But I hope you can promise me that no matter what, you will not do any dirty things that tamper with history!
Just like what you said, you said that scholars should have their own character!
So, if I find any changes to the text I recorded.
so I……."
"You can be as fierce as you are now, Robin!"
Gawain interrupted Robin and said with a smile.
"I have no problem with being fierce, but if you hurt yourself, even if it's just in a vow, try to say as little as possible, and don't do it in reality!
You may not understand, for you, for my other companions and subordinates, and even for this sand crocodile who has just taken refuge in me and is not convinced by me yet.
I care about yourselves far more than you do!
Because you are my beginning and my cornerstone.”
After the words fell, Gawain drank the wine in the gourd leisurely. On the opposite side, seeing Gawain put down the gourd, Robin lightly pursed his lips.
She couldn't quite explain her state of mind.
So, she looked at the gourd in Gawain's hand in confusion, fascinated...
On the side, noticing Robin's eyes, Gawain's Adam's apple moved slightly.
Then he quickly hid the gourd behind his waist.
"Don't even think about it. This gourd was exchanged between Shanks and I. It's related to several of our agreements and I can't give it to you!"
"Why?!
"
As soon as Gawain finished speaking, Robin's wandering thoughts finally found their anchor point.
She was so surprised that she finally couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Sir, may I covet your gourd?
I'm just... just a little distracted!"
After the words fell, Robin stood up solemnly, and then wanted to kneel down in front of Gawain.
But Gawain stretched out his hand to stop her.
"If you want to take an oath, just kneel on one knee, but you don't need to take an oath.
Whether I have an oath or not, it doesn't matter whether I trust you or not, so do more and do less spectacle."
After the words fell, Gawain picked up Robin and rubbed Robin's head casually.
Robin is 1.88 meters tall, which is much shorter than Gawain, who has grown to 2.1 meters tall after exercise. Gawain is very convenient to knead.
At the same time, Gawain also said to Crocodile who was watching blankly on the side. When he saw Robin kneeling, he also wanted to kneel down.
"There is no need for you to kneel. Kneeling here and there will not help your work except destroying your own dignity and nature.
Remember what I said, I want your Baroque Works to work for me. Next, stop your previous plan and destroy the dancing fans, leaving only a few samples.
At the same time, I compiled my help to Alabasta into various messages and quickly spread them throughout Alabasta!
Then, summon your cadres, have them assemble on my Black Bird, and divide their ranks into my agents.
As for you, you should still be their captain!"
"As you command!"
Hearing this, what else could Crocodile say.
He had long since lost the strength to resist.
If you say that he has surrendered wholeheartedly, that would be too false. He is not that kind of person.
But now, after getting to know Gawain a little better, he can already regard Gawain as another new Alabasta.
He has been cosplaying in Alabasta for the past fourteen years.
Now, can't he role-play beside Gawain?
Seeing Crocodile accepting the order, Gawain nodded slightly, and then he looked out the window.
"It is raining again……."
While talking, Gawain picked up the black tea on the table and drank another cup.
Then, he whispered instructions to the two of them.
"Albana is not a place to stay. Come back to Cortlena with me.
Follow my footsteps and solve the drought in Alabasta from the outside in!"
As he spoke, Gawain picked up Robin's hand and at the same time picked up Crocodile's clothes from his shoulders.
A moment later, the three of them quickly rushed out of Albana City in the form of lightning.
In Cote Lenari, the census work is continuing in an orderly manner. Because Shiliu has killed many people in the neighborhoods of the underground world, the order of the ordinary world has become more and more orderly.
Don't ask why there is an underground world in Cortlenari, let alone think that it is a specialty of the lawless land.
In the world of pirates, the underground world is as endless as the underworld.
Even if it is not visible on the surface, wait until you accidentally report the largest KTV in your local area, the unfinished building in your city, the person who delivers sand, the person who delivers beer, the person who raises hook machines, the person who mines, and the person who sells it.
Those who sell health products, and those who lend small loans.
By that time, you will be able to see what the underground world is like...
In short, for Gawain, even someone like Shiliu would be a very good sword.
Yes, he is indeed a pervert, but must perverts be condemned?
Just apply his perversion to situations like this.
Then his metamorphosis is an existence that can lead order to excellence.
And just when Xi Liu raised the butcher knife in the underground world block, Gawain appeared in front of Xi Liu with lightning.
The moment he appeared, Spandam, who was leading people to collect property in the underground world in the distance, immediately knelt down with a roar.
"Lord Gawain, how could your noble steps lead you into such a..."
"stop!"
Gawain interrupted Spangdam's words rudely, but this time, he let go of Robin and the two, turned to Spandam, and patted Spandam's mechanical thigh.
"It looks like you are working very hard, good, keep going!"
"Yes, obey!"
Spandam suddenly nodded excitedly.
After encouraging Spandam, Gawain turned to look at Xi Liu, who had just cut off a human head, and the hundreds of people who were tied and kneeling in front of Xi Liu.
With just one glance, Gawain waved to Xi Liu.
"Xiliu, how many have been killed?"
"Not many, just over three hundred!"
Xiliu grinned and then said cruelly.
"This group of bastards who were originally living in the dark world took advantage of the recent drought to do a lot of things that even I find disgusting.
Money, women, tsk tsk, these guys have various goals, and their black market has long lost humanity.
So, hehe, according to my plan, I will kill two to three hundred closely related guys.
Sir, look..."
"You go ahead. I just want to tell you to be more discreet and not to be photographed by others. By the way, I would like to introduce our new members to you!"
Having said this, Gawain pushed the two people beside him towards Shiliu.
"This is the historian Nicole Robin, O'Hara's successor, who I am very fond of.
As for the other one, you must know him, Crocodile, the sand crocodile in the Shichibukai!"
When Gawain said this, the people nearby who had been frightened by the constant deaths of their colleagues and did not dare to raise their heads all couldn't help but look up at Crocodile.
Immediately afterwards, someone among them shouted to Crocodile.
"He is a hero!"
"Hero Crocodile, please save us!"
"Yes, national heroes, we just stayed at home, and suddenly the devil came out and beheaded us!"
"snort!"
Hearing this, Shiliu spat in displeasure. The moment the spittle fell into the river of blood, Shiliu came to the guy who shouted last.
I saw him picking up that bastard's collar and saying to the guy coldly.
"Yes, you did stay at home, but why didn't you say that your home still has more than two hundred female slaves that you exchanged for vegetables in the cellar?
You also killed more than forty of them?"
After the words fell, Shiliu didn't even bother to use the knife. He directly inserted the thumbs of both hands into the guy's eyes.
Then, he exerted force with both hands, and suddenly, the guy's head was split open like an apple.
At this moment, Shiliu showed an expression of extreme satisfaction, as if she was having an orgasm.
And his actions made the other people waiting to die even more panicked.
The group of people looked at Crocodile noisily and kept making pleas after pleas.
The person closest to Crocodile yelled at Crocodile.
"Hero, did you see that the devil is a madman!
What he said is all false and he made it up. We are not guilty, we are not guilty!
!”
On the side, Crocodile frowned slightly while listening to the prisoner's words.
Then, facing the prisoner's expectant eyes, Crocodile looked around.
Very good, no outsiders!
So Crocodile responded coldly.
"It doesn't matter whether you are guilty or not, because being weak is a sin!
What's more, I trust Lord Gawain's subordinates more than you."
After the words fell, Crocodile turned his head and no longer looked at those people who could only wait to die.
As for Robin on the side.
Haha, her expression remained unchanged, and she even felt a little comfortable.
