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Here, I would like to thank all the senior members once again.

I'll probably be taking a break for about half a month to a month. I hope that when I release my new book, you all will recognize "Chen Ting". Thank you all!

[831. Epilogue (Free Chapter)]

"The new government has been officially established, with the revolutionary army as its main body and representatives from various races elected by the people as its core..."

"After multiple discussions and finalizations by the new government, the Seven Warlords system, which was no longer in line with the new era, was abolished, and the vast majority of pirate bounties were also cancelled. Only the bounties for a few extremely vicious criminals were recognized by the new government and continued to be posted..."

"199 former kings and nobles of the World Federation member states will be publicly tried in three days..."

"The Giants have officially announced their membership in the new government. From this point forward, all 73 races in the world will enter a process of harmonious development..."

"The new government's supreme leader, Monkey D. Dragon, held friendly discussions with Princess Shirahoshi, the 'Sea King,' confirming that the area 5,000 meters below the sea surface is the Sea King's habitat, and that Sea Kings are prohibited from entering this area, thus preventing more than 100,000 Sea King attacks in the ocean every year."

"Pirates have officially changed their name to adventurers. The new government plans to introduce corresponding policies to restrict, govern, and support them, encouraging adventurers to explore and develop unknown islands and regions, and severely cracking down on any criminal activities..."

"The new government plans to invest trillions of Berries in the construction of a global sea railway, which will reduce the journey from the East Blue to the Grand Line to just three days..."

……

On a table bathed in soft sunlight lay stacks of newspapers, their headlines describing the dramatic changes the sea had undergone in recent times.

The once majestic and imposing marshal of the Warring States period now has completely white hair and is dressed in a casual beach outfit. He is holding a four- or five-year-old child in his arms and telling the child about the events in the newspaper as if they were stories.

"Grandfather, Grandfather, I don't want to hear this anymore, I've heard it all before..."

Faced with the child's request, Sengoku chuckled and said with a slight gleam in his eyes, "In that case, Grandfather will tell Little Orange about my glorious history as a naval admiral."

"Marine Admiral? What's that?" Little Orange asked, puzzled.

For a moment, Sengoku was speechless. His eyes, which had just begun to shine, dimmed completely. He had no idea how to explain to the little orange living in this new era what the navy was.

Then, Sengoku said with a proud expression, "Hmm? Anyway, the current Commander-in-Chief of the government's military, General Kuzan, was once your grandfather's subordinate. Impressive, isn't it?"

However, the little orange-haired boy, who looked remarkably like Sora in his childhood, rolled his eyes and said in a childish voice, "Grandfather, I want to hear about Grandpa's deeds."

"Your grandfather?"

Sengoku sighed helplessly, and then spoke.

“Little Orange, no matter what, you must never be like your grandfather. Your grandfather is a complete scoundrel, deceiving the world, betraying your father, greedy and lustful…”

"Cough cough!"

Just then, a soft cough sounded behind Sengoku and Koju.

Sengoku and Xiaojuzi turned their heads at the same time and were surprised to see that it was Yaen, who was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked quite inconspicuous.

Compared to Sengoku's white hair, Aon's appearance and age didn't seem to have changed much; the only difference was that his temperament had become completely lazy and peaceful.

"Old man, you're secretly ruining my image behind my back again," Yan said, somewhat amused and exasperated.

Sengoku, who had been all smiles while looking at the little orange, suddenly showed a look of utter disdain and retorted, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

……

Ya'en.

Isn't it clear that none of these points are entirely correct?

But for some reason, Yann was unable to refute it.

However, with the appearance of Aon, Little Orange's eyes lit up. She jumped straight down from Sengoku's arms, pounced on Aon, and shouted happily.

"Grandpa, are you back from fishing? How was your catch today? Did you catch any of Little Orange's favorite fish?"

"Uh……"

Awyn gave a slightly awkward but elegant smile as he replied.

"Little Orange, fishing is a form of self-cultivation, and the success of fishing cannot be measured by the specific fish you catch."

Sengoku rolled his eyes at Yaon without any politeness and said, "It's clearly a complete waste of time."

"Um?!"

"Last time, it was you, old man, who came away empty-handed! You were utterly defeated! Utterly defeated!!"

"You were just lucky, catching a fish the size of a finger. You call that a victory?!"

Sengoku suddenly stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "That was just because I didn't use my full strength and was going to let you off easy. Believe me or not, I'll show you the art of fishing with wit today!"

Ya'en retorted without backing down, "Old man, now's the time to boast. You'll have nothing to say later!"

"Since that's the case, let's settle this once again today, let's fight to the death, you little bastard!"

"Come on, old man, this battle will make you admit defeat!"

……

"biu~~~plop~"

On the shore, as two different colored fishing floats swung through perfect arcs and fell into the water, Sengoku and Aon sat on chairs on either side, intently watching the water's surface. Their serious and focused expressions made it seem as if they were plotting some world-shaking event.

Time passed little by little...

Three hours passed, and neither float made a sound, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward for both parties.

"cough……"

Sengoku coughed lightly, breaking the slightly awkward silence, and said, "Speaking of which, why did you have the Straw Hat crew cooperate in faking your disappearance and death?"

"Dorag knows I'm not dead."

Yern replied briefly, “Even if Dragon didn’t realize it at the time, he would definitely understand later that I was still alive.”

Upon hearing this, Zhan Guo was even more confused.

Yann, however, said dismissively.

"The World Government has plagued the seas for over eight hundred years, but inevitably, the seas also have a large number of supporters of the World Government. If the new world is built on the foundation of overthrowing the World Government, then for at least the next hundred years, those who are dissatisfied with the old government will use this as a pretext to continuously instigate rebellions..."

"Therefore, from a public standpoint, the best option is for the new government to completely distance itself from me, the sinner who single-handedly destroyed the entire world's member state system."

"On the other hand, my prestige is too high, which will seriously affect the establishment and operation of the new government and hinder the improvement of a system truly based on equal and fair rules..."

"More importantly, I don't care about power and I'm tired of being in a high position. Compared to that, I'd rather stay with you, old man, and enjoy a leisurely life that belongs to me."

Hearing this, Sengoku's expression softened considerably, but his tone remained defiant as he asked, "Hmph, it's about time you set off for Wano Country, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Yaon nodded in agreement. "We'll probably set off tomorrow. Sora and Nami's honeymoon will continue in Wano Country, and I'll bring Little Orange along too."

"Don't you find it troublesome? You brat, running back and forth between Amazon Lily, Wano Country, New Ohara Island in the West Blue, and here all year round," Sengoku asked.

"Don't you think Lieutenant General Tsuru is troublesome?" Ya'en countered.

Zhan Guo sighed, smacked his lips, and said.

"Actually, Xiaohe can be quite troublesome sometimes. Even though she knows everything, she keeps asking this and that, all sorts of boring and repetitive questions. I think she's just too idle now that she's retired..."

However, having completely retired and lost their former vigilance, Sengoku and Aon were unaware that three figures had appeared behind them at some unknown time.

Hehehe~

The next moment, as General Tsuru's gentle laughter reached Sengoku's ears, it completely froze the usually eloquent Sengoku's expression. He turned his head sharply and saw that Tong Kong had shrank back.

“Um… Tsuru, I think I can explain…” Sengoku said dryly, his mouth twitching.

However, General Tsuru ignored Sengoku's intentions and threw the basket of food into Sengoku's arms. He then turned and left, holding Little Orange's hand in one hand.

Seeing this, Sengoku turned his head to look at the fishing float, hesitated for a second, and then hurriedly chased after General Tsuru.

"Wait, Xiaohe..."

A figure dressed in a white kendo uniform, exuding both heroic spirit and charm, sat directly in Sengoku's original seat, tilted her head, and looked at Aon, who seemed to be staring intently, and asked.

"Lord Yann, are you going home for kendo training tonight?"

“Gion…”

Yone looked at Gion beside him and asked, "When you say kendo training, are you referring to training between swords, or training between swords and their scabbards?"

"What do you think, Lord A~en~?"

Gion, with a smile as beautiful as a flower.