"Garp."
Click ~
The cell door was opened. Garp walked into the cell with a coal lamp in one hand and a lunch box in the other. He sat cross-legged in front of Roger and put the coal lamp and food on the ground.
"Let's see what's good today. Why is it meat thigh again? Luckily, there's wine."
Looking at the food today, Roger was a little dissatisfied. He picked up the meat thigh and began to bite into it with the sound of chains.
"Pour the wine. Drink more these few days."
He signaled Garp to pour the wine. Roger had a good appetite.
Garp was expressionless as he filled the two bowls. Roger couldn't wait to drink it all in one bowl. His face was intoxicated.
Garp didn't say anything. He just watched Roger drink and then fill it again.
Roger drank three bowls in a row before he stopped. He even burped. However, under the dim light, his face was as white as a sheet of paper. It was a little too pale.
Although he was very haggard, he was very energetic at this time.
"Haha … Garp, this meat is good. The wine is good too. Thank you."
Roger grinned as he bit into the meat thigh. He was very calm and open-minded.
Garp still didn't say anything. He just watched Roger's face gradually become lonely. He wasn't in a good mood.
He couldn't describe this feeling. In short, it was very boring.
"Why are you looking at me like that? What's with that expression? "
Roger was stunned for a moment and looked at Garp strangely.
"Sigh ~"
Garp sighed as if he had suddenly aged a few years.
"Why?"
"Haha … Are you talking about turning yourself in?"
Roger drank a mouthful of wine and burped. He looked at Garp indifferently.
"Why!"
Garp was inexplicably angry as he stared at this haggard but energetic face.
Roger's indifference made him angry.
"No reason. I just want to turn myself in."
Roger bit into a piece of meat thigh. His mouth was oily. He ate it like a child and even licked his fingers.
"Ding … Ding ling ling …"
The room shook violently. Roger leaned forward. The chains on the wall tightened, and the wine in the bowl spilled out.
At this time, Garp grabbed Roger's clothes angrily and said hoarsely, "Look at me. Why are you doing this? Why are you turning yourself in?"
"Garp, how long have we known each other? We've been fighting each other since the beginning, and now we've become close friends. What does all this mean?"
Roger's smile disappeared. He calmed down and looked at Karp.
"I only want to know when you're going to turn yourself in."
Letting go of Roger, Garp's tone was filled with loneliness.
Thinking back to the first time the two of them met, Garp still remembered Roger's smug expression when he was tricked into escaping by this guy.
It was so annoying and infuriating.
It was also because of that time that he was punished.
Then, he refused to admit defeat and chased this guy all over the Grand Line and the New World …
The first punishment, the second punishment, the third punishment, the fourth punishment …
It was all because of this. Garp didn't know when it started, but he no longer cared about punishment. He only had one goal, and that was to catch this guy and then throw a slipper on his face.
But this guy was very cunning, escaping from his hands time and time again.
Most importantly, he had suffered a lot.
Every time he was caught, this guy would let him go, as if he was deliberately showing off. This made Garp very angry.
So sometimes when he caught this guy, he would inadvertently let him go and humiliate him in the same way.
Sure enough, that guy's face was blue when he left like him.
Then they were completely at odds with each other, chasing each other and almost running all over the world.
As time passed, a feeling of admiration and appreciation appeared between the two of them, even though one side was a pirate and the other side was a Navy.
When he was in a bad mood, he could chase this guy at any time and he would always feel comfortable afterward.
From this, one could see Garp's charm, hypocrisy, and double standards.
Whether it was as a friend or a Navy, or even as a relative, Garp was incompetent.
In the original work, as a friend!
In the future, when Zefa was killed, with Garp's strength and status, couldn't he do something?
But he just stood by, for the so-called justice, the stability of the Navy, he chose to turn a blind eye.
Perhaps he felt guilty, but he couldn't deny that it was unfortunate for Zefa.
As a relative, his son was not disciplined for many years, and the so-called responsibility of a father was not fulfilled. And his grandson was even more sad. Perhaps he had supported behind the scenes and solved a lot of problems, but it still couldn't offset his incompetence as a grandfather.
He even raised his opponent's child, but he didn't know that when Roger started the Age of Pirates, how many people lost their lives because of this catastrophe and their families were broken.
The tragedy of the world was just like that.
Raising, you said that it was a relationship, you treated Ace as your own grandson, but in the War of the Best, you turned a blind eye again and watched your grandson die in front of you.
Perhaps there were many reasons, but it still didn't change that Garp sacrificed his own family for the so-called justice.
It looked very high and mighty, placing righteousness before family.
But a person, if he can't even protect his own family, how can he protect others?
If he could choose, no one would want to be the family of such a high and righteous person.
Humans were all selfish.
Fairness is also a joke.
Justice, what is justice in this world? The bigger fist is justice, and how much darkness is in the World Government, Garp didn't know, but even so, he was willing to be driven!
Just like our spiritual guy Doflamingo, he lived very clearly.
Naturally.
Everyone looks at the problem differently, and no one can say anything about others.
In this world, everyone is guilty, and the difference is the big and small.
If there is anyone in the world who is guilty of the most evil, then it is Roger.
It seems that Roger started an era, but because of this era, how many bones were buried, how much blood was shed, and how many families were broken …
There were so many of them that they couldn't be counted.
In this world of cannibalism, everything is abnormal, and everyone is guilty.
There is no right or wrong, because it was originally distorted, and no one is qualified to criticize the right or wrong of others, because those who are qualified are the ones with big fists.
Behind these fist-sized beasts were piles of white bones.
In contrast, Kaos started the Age of Training, which has more advantages than disadvantages.
It can be said that it is broken and then rebuilt.
Of course ~
Kaos is not a good person, and he is not kind at all.
But at least he is not hypocritical!
Going too far, the scene returned to the prison.
"Garp, you have your principles, I have my persistence, my name is Gol D. Roger, and you are Monchi D. Garp, we are the same kind of people, although the path we choose is different, we can't stop D's will."
Roger's expression was serious, and he looked at Garp who was deep in thought, as if he was mocking himself.
"You should have seen it."
Garp was silent for a moment, with mixed feelings, there was anger, unwillingness, powerlessness, decadence in his eyes …
"Yes, I saw and heard it, do you want to hear it?"
Roger chuckled.
"No need, I can't bear the burden of D Clan alone."
Garp clenched his fists and loosened them weakly.
"Since you backed down, then let me do it, after all, I don't have time."
"Hmm?" Garp was puzzled.
"I am sick, incurable, and I don't have much time."
Very calm, Roger took a sip of wine.
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