"Little brother, this is really comfortable, but after such consumption, can you still hold on?"

The gentler man looked at his brother with a subtle smile on his face.

He knew that his younger brother had used what he had learned from his side, and with the support of the equipment that Vegapunk had already contacted, he had been able to create a few hours for himself and his brother to go out and move, although the time was very short, but even so, it was enough.

As if hearing the laughter of the other guy, Sith slowly raised his head and looked at the still empty execution table, a subtle smile on his face.

"Maybe, there will be two more executions in this place today!!"

"Little brother, I will never let you be so presumptuous, since you let us out~~"

The almost animalistic voice finally sounded in the Sith's ears, and the Sith fell silent once again as he looked at the smiling face.

The Sith knew that he released his two brothers at this time, just in case, and after releasing his brothers, the demonic power would also disappear completely, and then what appeared in his body was his original strength, his own power.

Maybe not much, but definitely a formidable force.

However, when facing his two elder brothers, no matter the strength or skill, the Sith could not defeat these two monsters, after all, they are their own elder brothers, and all their own skills are taught by them, and even their own skills are suitable for themselves that are detached from their technical power.

At most, he will be tied with any of them in a one-on-one situation, but it is absolutely impossible to win.

There was a little loss in Sith's eyes, originally in his wishes, he thought that his brothers would be very supportive of his ideas, but he didn't expect that his brothers did not support him, but wanted to stop him.

"Brother, do you know, if you choose to die, then, in this battle, the navy will have huge losses, after all, they lost you~"

"Justice is never defined by your bloodline."

The two men who sat beside the Sith on the left and right, suppressing the Sith with a violent momentum, had a wild and crazy proud smile on their faces.

"Justice has always been defined by the heart, not by the eyes of others."

Even the ape grinned with a hint of mockery.

"What's more, we are monsters in the first place, and the world of monsters doesn't need others."

A man took back the hand that had been placed on Sith's shoulder, folded his hands, and the madness on his face was completely gone, and there was a kind of Buddha-like peace.

"We are monsters, but we are monsters who have come out of the human race, and everything around us is something we have to protect as monsters, isn't it?"

"Brother, I still don't understand a little."

The Sith's voice was a little hoarse, but the two monsters didn't care.

For in their eyes, this is the Sith's own path, the final test of the soul.

It was his choice - to live as a pure monster, or as a monster who was still human at heart, or as a person whose heart was inhabited by monsters.

“……”

The Sith lowered his head again, quietly looking at the sea, although there was still a little wave, but it was basically calm.

"Sometimes, I prefer that I can be an ordinary person, quietly doing what is righteous, and not disturbing my peaceful life because of other things, but the reality tells me that all this is impossible."

The Sith looked at his hands.

There used to be a lot of scars on those hands, but those scars couldn't even leave a trace with the help of the extremely honed recovery power.

Over the years, he has not yet overcome that power, but neither has that man.

So, at least before this fight, let's settle down - kill Whitebeard and send it to his mother and her old man to whip up.

We'll talk about the rest of the time.

It's just that the Sith did not hide the malicious thoughts in his heart at this time, and made the man who had already embarked on the voyage sneeze several times in a row.

It's a pity that these sneezes can't affect the man's mood when he sees his old friend, and make him feel any wary, although Ace is about to be executed, Whitebeard is not happy, but he already feels very good.

"Thank you, Reilly, if you hadn't come to help, our boatman would have been able to finish the coating in such a short time~"

Whitebeard sat in his chair and looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, and watched the old man pour liquor into his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't you come to save him, how can you say that he is also the son of the captain of your family?"

"Isn't it you?"

The old man took out the long sword in his hand, looking at his old face reflected on the sword surface, his face showed a trace of exhaustion, although at this time he recalled his experience with Roger was still a little excited, but, really, his own problem captain brought too much trouble to himself, even if he died, he would not be at ease.

"I've been exhausted by our captain for a long time, and now his son is also bothering me, so let that little cub break through on his own."

The old man slowly stood up.

"What's more, the other old guys didn't move, what did the old man go, and besides, our family's cub is long, but you have a share of the credit!"

Hearing this, which seemed to be a complaint, but more of a declaration of a little tantrum, Whitebeard let out a hearty laugh, even though he didn't know how many pipes were inserted in his body, and there were still a lot of potions that needed to be fed into his body, but the old man's face still showed a proud smile.

"That's nature, Ace, but the old man's son~"

Reilly rolled his eyes, moved his arm, and slowly walked towards the Moby Dick.

"Then, after enough rest, the old man will continue to start coating, Whitebeard, the salary will not be less than yours, but, old fellow, don't explain yourself to that place, otherwise, when the time comes, you won't be able to find anyone to drink, but it's very unpleasant!!"

"Of course, the old man is a white beard~~"