Chapter 007: Roger: Don't Stop Me, I Want to Duel Whitebeard!
"Damn Whitebeard!!"
"To think I drank with him under the cherry blossoms back then and almost became sworn brothers with him!!"
"I didn't expect that old bastard to do such a fucked up thing!!"
Roger cried loudly, his heart like dead ashes. While raising his hand to wipe two streams of snot flowing from his nostrils, he took a deep breath, sucking the remaining snot back in alive.
At some point, he unscrewed another jug of strong liquor and guzzled it down.
This bizarre scene gave Liu Feng waves of chills.
This old bastard is too unhygienic.
I clearly saw his throat move when he sniffed that snot back...
Don't tell me... he swallowed it directly... right...
Goddamn Pirate King, this wretched appearance is no different from some uncle in flip-flops picking his feet!
Over there, Roger was wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, drinking strong liquor like water. After secretly amusing himself for a while, Liu Feng shook his head and decided not to tease the guy anymore.
Heaven have mercy.
Wife and child gone, son calling his rival "Dad"—the impact was indeed a bit too much.
Looking at the legendary Pirate King acting like he wanted to die, Liu Feng flicked his cigarette ash and said indifferently:
"Old Ro, no need to be anxious. Whitebeard didn't cuckold you, and you don't need to cry for your daddy and mommy anymore, it's too noisy!"
Roger froze, the wine jug stopping in mid-air, snot hanging on his mustache, the scene comical.
"He didn't cuckold me?"
Liu Feng nodded:
"Although you entrusted your wife and son to Garp for protection back then, Garp couldn't cover the sky with one hand within the Marines."
He narrowed his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette.
"Not only the Marines, but the World Government was also searching for your son."
"Your wife, Portgas D. Rouge, to prevent the World Government from discovering Ace was your son, used various methods and risked her life to greatly delay Ace's birth date."
"And because of this reason, after giving birth to Ace, she died of exhaustion."
Thinking of this, Liu Feng couldn't help but sigh that those with D in their names were indeed impressive.
Able to hold an infant in for twenty months alive.
Ace was also impressive, not suffocating to death.
Subconsciously, he looked up at Roger, who was crying messy tears.
A family of three iron-headed goofballs.
Roger fell silent.
Raising his hand to wipe away the snot and tears, he placed the wine jug beside him, a look of loneliness gradually surfacing on his face.
"Rouge..."
A gentle silhouette slowly emerged in his mind.
He thought of that year.
After disbanding the pirate crew, he met that young, gentle girl on Baterilla.
She wasn't the most beautiful girl he had seen, but she was the most considerate.
That year, there were no conflicts, no killing.
Only peace and comfort, the couple supporting each other.
"Those were truly good times..."
Roger murmured, a rich smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Suddenly.
He jerked his head up, his expression solemn and serious.
Bang!!
With a crisp sound, the warship's hull suddenly trembled.
Liu Feng was startled, thinking Roger was going crazy again.
Turning to look, he was stunned.
He saw Roger's knees deeply embedded in the deck, his head touching the ground.
"Please!"
"Liu Feng!"
"Please help me resurrect my wife and son!"
"As long as you fulfill this wish of mine, I will do everything I can to help you accomplish your goals!"
Liu Feng quietly watched Roger, who had suddenly knelt down, speechless for a moment.
"I beg you!"
Roger said again.
Bang!
The sound of his head hitting the ground.
Liu Feng shook his head and said softly:
"Old Ro, didn't I say it already?"
"I will let your whole family be together."
"I will absolutely not go back on what I promised."
His tone was also serious and full of sincerity.
Liu Feng was actually very clear.
For Roger at this moment, pursuing the sea and freedom was no longer the most important goal.
Whatever he wanted to do, whatever he needed to do, was already accomplished in that turbulent era more than twenty years ago.
He achieved great deeds that no one else could.
But precisely because of this, he lost his beloved and his son.
Knowing he had a terminal illness yet "harming" a young girl like Rouge, leaving a widow and orphan to live in fear... now that he had returned, he naturally felt extremely guilty and wanted to make amends.
"Really?"
Hearing Liu Feng agree, Roger looked up, his face full of gratitude.
Liu Feng nodded, then teased:
"But you better be mentally prepared. Once I resurrect Ace, he might not acknowledge you as his dad."
Roger gritted his teeth, getting angrier the more he thought about it.
"If he doesn't acknowledge me, I'll beat him until he does. And there's that old bastard Whitebeard! Daring to freeload off my son? I'm going to hammer him to death!!"
"Where is that bastard now? I'm going to fuck him up!"
Liu Feng said: "Whitebeard is dead."
Roger: "???"