Kingdom of Kamabakka.
At the moment when the giant screen image appeared, Sabo and Ivankov's eyes were directly on Dragon.
"That's Mr. Dragon," Sabo said.
Although Dragon looks very young at this time, without the scars on his face, and even without eyebrows, he does not look so fierce.
"Dragon was still very handsome when he was young," Ivankov added.
The corners of Dragon's mouth twitched as he looked at the giant screen with a slightly strange expression.
The content on the giant screen is the leader of the Revolutionary Army from the other world.
This is undoubtedly him, but who is the leader of the Revolutionary Army in another world? Is there a Revolutionary Army in that world, and what is their state?
While Dragon was deep in thought, the others in the chat group began to chat.
Golden Lion Shiki: What is this, who is this young man?
Rocks D. Xebec: Can anyone tell me what the Revolutionary Army is? Are they pirates?
Gol D. Roger: Hey, isn't that you, Garp? It's you when you were younger.
Whitebeard: Why show Garp's younger self? Is this movie about someone in our world?
Kong: Young Garp, this movie seems to be from a different point in time. Interesting.
Tsuru: Dragon, that man.
This gave everyone a better understanding of the extremely mysterious leader of the Revolutionary Army.
Gol D. Roger: Wait, does Garp have a son?
Garp: What nonsense are you talking about, Roger? Compared to you, an old man who had a son in his fifties, I had a son in my twenties.
Gol D. Roger: I'm not an old man, but I just had a son relatively late.
Whitebeard: Roger, no need to explain. Do you have a woman on your ship?
Gol D. Roger: Shut up, Whitebeard.
Garp: By the way, I have not only a son but also a grandson. My grandson is about the same age as your son.
Garp: So, call me Grandpa, Roger. Your son called me Grandpa.
Gol D. Roger: I'm going to kill you, Garp.
Whitebeard: Count me in. When I come back to life, I'm going to throw Garp into the bottom of the ocean.
Whitebeard's beard stood on end.
He treats Ace as his own son, and it turned out that Garp had been secretly taking advantage of him and Roger.
Portgas D. Ace: I don't have a father like you. My father is Whitebeard.
Whitebeard: Ace.
Gol D. Roger: Are you my son? Ace, my boy.
Portgas D. Ace: Don't mention my mother's name.
Golden Lion Shiki: The joys and sorrows of people are not the same, and right now, I just find you all noisy.
Rocks D. Xebec: So no one is telling me what the Revolutionary Army is?
Sengoku: Hey, Garp, answer my question. When did this happen?
Garp: I don't remember exactly. It seems like it was 30 years ago. That stubborn boy had a rebellious attitude and didn't want to join the Navy. He wanted to go to sea.
The chatroom noise didn't affect the continuation of the images on the giant screen.
The breeze blew through the grass, and Dragon's eyes looked at the sea in the distance, his gaze was extremely deep. Behind him, Garp was digging his nostrils and looking at Dragon's back helplessly.
"Have you made your decision?" Garp asked.
"Yes, father, I don't plan to become a Navy officer. In the past few years, I have traveled to every corner of the Goa Kingdom and seen the poor people living in garbage dumps, the slaves being whipped, and the corrupt nobles. I can't accept any of this. I can't accept that I would protect such a group of people as a Navy officer. That is not my ideal. Besides, I hate fighting and I hate war."
Dragon spoke calmly, his voice full of maturity that didn't match his age.
"If you don't want to join the Navy, what are you planning to do?" Garp asked.
"I don't know. Maybe I'll gather a group of like-minded people to discuss. There is definitely something wrong with this world, but I don't know how to solve it yet."
Just as Dragon finished speaking, a terrifying wind struck from behind him.
Dragon barely dodged in time to see a powerful figure swinging his fist and smashing the ground.
With a loud bang, the entire cliff shattered into countless gravel and fell.
Cold sweat appeared on Dragon's forehead. If that punch had hit him, he would have been seriously injured.
"Are you crazy, old man?" Dragon asked, confused as to why his father attacked him.
Garp's face was full of anger, his fists creaking, and his strong muscles seemed about to tear through his clothes.
"You just said you want to be a pirate. Gathering like-minded people and going to sea, aren't you still a pirate?"
"Is this your way of educating me?" Dragon exclaimed.
"This is a fist of love. It won't kill anyone," Garp responded with a kind face as he punched again, his terrifying strength seemingly capable of tearing the air.
"I don't believe you," Dragon replied.
Dragon countered with his own punch, their terrifying power and domineering presence clashing to form a huge shockwave that lifted the surrounding turf into the sky.
Garp didn't expect Dragon to have such great power, but he quickly showed a dangerous smile.
After warming up, Garp attacked again with greater strength, faster speed, and more terrifying power.
On the other hand, the young Dragon displayed combat power that was completely inconsistent with his age.
Despite Garp not using all his strength, Dragon managed to knock Garp away with his Conqueror's Haki.