Chapter 161 I Need Strength
East Blue.
Balmond nodded towards Camilla after walking into the top floor of the palace tower.
Those intruders have all been dealt with.
Or those people can't think of it themselves.
Their whereabouts were completely exposed from the first moment they appeared in Rogge Town.
Their number, their behavior and habits, have been recorded in every detail and reported to a certain place.
"It seems that the cards in the opponent's hand are almost used up, and I heard that New World's side is almost the same."
As time progresses, G5's intelligence has begun to be opened to them.
Although Balmond and Tahir have not spoken directly, they have communicated through some channels that Dylan has tacitly approved.
In the past week, the pirates who suddenly appeared in East Blue teamed up with a World government alliance and suddenly launched a war against the Kingdom of Girona.
But the war lasted only a week.
In fact, it was less than a week, because in just one day, the Kingdom of Girona wiped out the incoming pirates and the army of that kingdom at an extremely fast speed.
For the next six days, Girona completely sealed off the kingdom and annexed it silently.
Although someone noticed something was wrong.
But in this sea, the transmission of information is very primitive.
When the officials of the world government noticed the problem, the only remaining heir to the royal family of that country told him very sincerely.
"We admire Yijiu, the Kingdom of Girona, and now pass the bill to voluntarily join the Kingdom of Girona."
In this sensitive period, World government officials did not delve too deeply.
After all, the Kingdom of Girona has made it clear that it will officially join the "World Government" at the "World Summit" a few months later.
It's just a switch from left to right.
Not much difference.
and········
Rumor has it that Girona is that man's back garden...
Camilla, who was standing by the guardrail, looked puzzled.
Balmond walked behind her and looked at the sea in the distance.
"Balmond..."
There was a tremor in her voice.
She is no longer the young girl who held her head high and said that as long as the people are fed, she is a good king.
"..."
Balmond did not respond to her, and he was equally puzzled.
This incomprehension has been with him for many years.
That man possessed extraordinary wisdom and foresight.
Has unparalleled wrist and strength.
But he has no pursuit.
Power, beauty, money, pleasure.
These things that fascinate the world seem unattractive to him.
power?
Probably not, because countless stories in this world have proved it.
The pursuit of power is not the goal, power is only a means to an end.
Where is his goal......
A gleam of sadness flashed across Camilla's eyes.
Her sapphire blue eyes lost their luster for a moment.
He is leaving...after fulfilling their common ideal...
She had imagined countless times that when they completed their "ideal", the world would enter an orderly stage.
She could be by his side, strolling in Girona together, rafting on the sea together, and discussing the esoteric knowledge he had mentioned by chance.
But all of this seems to be fading away.
Camilla's body shook slightly.
A gust of sea breeze hit, and Camilla's long hair was blown to dance in the wind.
Balmond carefully put on her cloak:
"Camila...you have to understand him. He also loves this world deeply, and he has paid too much for this world. We..."
Balmond was also a little lost, but quickly regained his senses: "We can't bind him with love, he also has his own life."
Two lines of clear tears flowed down Camilla's cheeks slowly.
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South Blue.
In the depths of a deserted island.
Craig spread his palms.
Moan!
There was a metallic sound.
The golden wings behind him, the sharp claws on his fingertips.
"Garuda...what the hell is it?"
"It's a bird! Idiot!"
"Huh!? Who!?"
"Me! You can think that I am Garuda! I am you now!"
Craig looked cold.
Balmond has made it very clear before, once his character is affected...
"wait!!"
The voice sounded again, with a trace of anxiety and uneasiness.
"Why is your heart like a stone? Although I don't intend to erode you, why do you suddenly turn into this ghost every time I try to talk to you?"
"Are you a fool!?"
Craig's expression became more and more indifferent.
In this world, even that man said such things only once, and later apologized to himself very seriously and sincerely.
When I was still very weak and cowardly.
It was also from that day that he felt the respect and trust between people.
"Hey·······"
The sound stopped abruptly, as if it had never appeared before.
When Craig walked out of the deserted island, the golden wings and sharp claws on his back had long since disappeared.
The man said that the fruit can strengthen oneself, but even if there is no power of the fruit, it will not affect the whole situation.
"Compared with a help, I hope you will always be yourself."
That's what Dylan himself came over to him before.
These words also shocked him greatly.
Through Balmond's analysis over the years, as the head of the Third Army, he also roughly knows what the enemy he will face in the future.
If only human power...
I am afraid that what he can do is to clear some secular obstacles for the "peace round table".
no·······
Craig squeezed his huge fist.
"Since I have been placed with hope, I can't let him down!"
Back at the stronghold, Craig nodded to one of his followers.
He knew that this person was arranged by Balmond to analyze his personality changes and words and deeds.
Craig relaxed after getting the response.
"Garuda!"
"You...you bastard...why are you willing to talk to me now?"
"I need strength!"
"strength?"
There was a hint of doubt in Garuda's "voice".
"The blood in your body is also good. In ten or twenty years, it should be..."
"That's too late!"
Crake closed his eyes, he couldn't "see" Garuda's appearance, but after relaxing his mind, he could feel that he was somewhere in his body.
"Our enemies are exceptionally strong, and war is imminent!"
Garuda fell silent, and after a while, he quietly asked, "Who are you talking about...the 'extraordinarily powerful enemy'?"
This time it was Craig's turn to be silent.
But soon his eyes became firm again: "I don't know yet, but probably...it's guys like you!"
"interesting!"