Chapter 3: Emergence of Fire: The Youthful Dragon

Kingdom of Kamabaka.

When the big picture appeared, Sabo and the others stared right at the dragon.

"Who's that guy?" Sabo asked.

Even though the dragons seemed relatively young during this time and didn't have the wrinkles on their faces yet, being young made them look less intimidating, even without eyebrows.

"Even at his age, that dragon still looks pretty dashing," Ivankov remarked from the side.

Only the corner of Dragon's mouth twitched as he glanced at the giant screen, his expression a bit peculiar.

The movie, playing on the giant screen, depicted the leader of the Revolutionary Army of the Two Worlds.

Without a doubt, this was him. But who exactly is the leader of the Revolutionary Army in the other world?

Does another world even have a Revolutionary Army? And if so, what's their situation?

While Dragon pondered, other people in the chat group began chatting away.

Golden Lion: What's going on here, and who's this young man?

Rocks: Can someone clue me in on what the Revolutionary Army is? Pirates, maybe?

Roger: Hey, isn't that you? Garp, it looks just like you when you were younger.

Whitebeard: Why is Garp here? Are we watching a movie, or is this someone from our world?

Kong: It seems like the movie showing Garp when he was younger is from a different time than ours, which is pretty intriguing.

Crane: Dragon, that guy.

Furthermore, this presents an opportunity for them to gain a deeper understanding of the enigmatic leader of the Revolutionary Army.

Roger: Huh? Does that Garp guy have a son?

Garp: What nonsense are you spouting, Roger? Unlike you, an old bachelor who only had a son in his fifties, Laozi had a son in his twenties.

Roger: Laozi wasn't an old bachelor or a jerk; he just became a father later in life.

Whitebeard: Roger, no need for explanations. Do you have a woman on your ship?

Roger: Damn you, Whitebeard.

Garp: By the way, Laozi not only has a son but also a grandson. Laozi's grandson is around the same age as your son.

Garp: So, you might as well let your son call me grandpa, Roger. Your son calls me Grandpa.

Roger: "I'll get you for this, Garp, you scoundrel."

Whitebeard: "You can count on me. Once I'm back from the dead, I'll give that scoundrel Garp a piece of my mind."

Whitebeard fumed with rage.

"He treats Ace like family, but that rascal Garp has been secretly using him and Roger."

Ace: "I'm not your son; my father is Whitebeard."

Whitebeard: "Ace."

Roger: "Are you my son? Ace, it's a boy, Rouge."

Ace: "Don't you dare bring up your mother's name."

Golden Lion: "People's happiness and sadness aren't linked. Right now, I just find you irritating."

Rocks: "So, nobody's filled me in on what the Revolutionary Army is all about?"

Sengoku: "Hey, Garp, tell me, when exactly did this happen?"

Garp: "I can't quite recall, it feels like it was about thirty years ago. That kid had a rebellious streak; he didn't want to join the Marines; he wanted to sail the seas."

The chatter in the room didn't disrupt the ongoing images on the huge screen.

[A gentle breeze wafts through the grass as the dragon's gaze fixes on the distant sea, his eyes holding a profound depth. Behind him, Garp stands, helplessly picking at his nostrils, watching the dragon's back.]

["Have you made your choice, Dragon?"]

["Yes, father, I have no intention of joining the Marines. Over the past few years, I've journeyed through every corner of the Goa Kingdom, witnessing impoverished people living in trash heaps and enslaved individuals being mistreated. I've seen nobles whose hearts are corrupted."]

["I can't accept all of this. I can't bear the thought of protecting such a group of people as a Marine. That's not my vision. Furthermore, I detest fighting, I abhor war."]

[Dragon spoke calmly, his voice carrying a weight of experience beyond his years.]

["If you're not joining the Marines, then what will you do?"]

["I'm not sure yet. Perhaps I'll gather a group of individuals who share similar views to discuss it. There's certainly something amiss in this world, but I haven't figured out how to address it just yet."]

[As the dragon finished speaking, a fierce gust of wind suddenly swept behind him.]

[Dragon swiftly dodged but then witnessed a towering figure swinging his fist, slamming it into the sloping ground.]

[With a resounding crash, the entire cliff shattered instantly, crumbling into countless pieces and cascading downward.]

[Cold sweat formed on Dragon's forehead. If that punch had connected just now, he would have surely been injured.]

["Are you out of your mind, old man?"]

[Dragon looked bewildered, still unsure why his father had attacked him.]

[Garp's face contorted with anger, his fists clenched tightly, and his powerful muscles strained against his clothes as if threatening to tear them apart.]

["You mentioned earlier that you want to become a pirate, didn't you? Going out to sea to gather like-minded individuals, isn't that still piracy? It seems I haven't schooled you properly, Dragon."]

"Your lesson is to kill me?"

["This is the fist of love; it won't kill anyone."]

[Garp's face bears a gentle expression as he throws his punch, yet the terrifying Haki seems capable of tearing through the air.]

["I think you're a ghost."]

[Dragon was swiftly defeated by his father, receiving the same punch.]

[The clash of their formidable Haki and strength created a massive shockwave, abruptly lifting the surrounding grass into the sky.]

[Garp clearly didn't anticipate Dragon's immense strength, but he soon wore a dangerous grin.]

[After limbering up his muscles and joints, Garp lunged once more, displaying even greater strength, swifter speed, and more formidable Haki.]

[In contrast, the youthful Dragon demonstrated combat prowess far beyond his years.]

[Despite appearing less robust than Garp, Dragon's body erupted with incomprehensible strength and Haki.]

[Even when Garp held back his full power, Dragon managed to send him flying into the air with a Conqueror's Haki-infused strike.]