Monchi D Karp.

Legendary naval heroes.

His life journey has long become a legend in the world.

He was also the mentor of the founding emperor Xia Le, who taught many famous generals and officials in contemporary times.

But no matter how brilliant your life is, it will eventually come to an end.

On this day, the whole country was silent.

Charlotte was dressed in black with paper flowers on his chest and participated in the funeral of Farewell Karp.

He stood in the front row, next to the current Emperor Kuzan.

Both of them had heavy expressions and were silent.

Xia Ming behind him, Xia Yue had already burst into tears, and Karp was also the grandfather who taught them to grow up, and he had been with the two of them since he was a child.

The host spoke in a heavy voice in front of him and told Karp's life in a low tone.

Dorag, Luffy on one side, both of them have changed a lot over the years.

The loss of their loved ones made them look a little tired today, standing there quietly, not knowing what they were thinking.

Luffy, who was once cheerful and lively, looked extremely serious on this day.

Behind him, Sauron, Sanji, Nami and others were standing, all comforting him softly.

Xia Le didn't turn his head, but he could still clearly perceive the sad feelings in the hearts of the people around him.

"The teacher is dead."

"No disease, no disaster."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are things that mortals must experience, and no one can escape them."

Kuzan sighed softly.

"It's a joy and a funeral!"

Xia Le nodded.

There was some sadness in his heart, and the death of someone close to him naturally felt more deeply, and it also made the loneliness in his heart even stronger.

From then on, no older person in this world cared about him.

Most people just want to be a child who is cared for. It is not until the death of their parents and loved ones that they will wake up.

It turns out that relatives will leave, parents will leave, and eventually they will grow up and face the world alone.

Xia Le stood there in a daze for a long time.

The people next to him left in twos and threes, and he was reminiscing about the beginning of meeting each other and then a series of things afterward.

Karp's teaching, Mary Joy, did not hesitate to side with him, and then when he took the position of marshal, he led the SWROD team to leave as a retired person.

Before she knew it, Xia Le was already in tears.

The death of a loved one is not a sudden downpour, but a silent drizzle that will invade your bone marrow and mind for a long time, on a night when no one is around, and make you sad and inexplicable.

"I didn't expect this guy Karp to go one step ahead of me!"

The old man, on crutches, said with a sigh.

He didn't seem to have much sadness, and he had a smile on his face as he spoke.

"It's the Marshal of the Warring States!"

There were people around who were shocked and quickly got out of the way.

In this era, the status of the Warring States is naturally extremely high and highly respected. Undoubtedly, it was he who laid the foundation for the subsequent Xia Le to change the world situation when he knew the admiral.

Xia Le turned his head, and the emotions in his heart converged slightly.

"It won't be long before I'm leaving."

Sengoku said with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Xia Le, for letting us old men live a peaceful life for a long time."

Xia Le shook his head and sighed.

"There is nothing to be sad about, time passes, and both us and you, one day, will leave this world."

"Everything, dust to dust, dust to dust!"

"At my age, what else can't I see?"

Sengoku said with a smile.

"Yes, anyone will leave, and no one will stay."

"Karp doesn't want his funeral, this heavy look."

Tsuru also said with a smile on the side.

The words of the two made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed. Gradually, laughter was heard.

Xia Le let out a long breath, and his mood became calm.

There was something complicated in his eyes.

Because maybe that's just the beginning.

Sure enough, after this.

Sengoku left after four months, and Tsuru left after six months.

Three companions who have been together since their youth have passed away one after another, and they have walked together.

After this, Zefa sent flowers and spilled drinks for the three of them.

Two months later, the teacher, who is now the teacher of many of today's generals, also left in style.

At this point, Xia Le's previous generation of navy, the veterans of the old era, have almost gone.

And the world has entered a new era.

The generals of the Chaille period began to retire on a large scale, and it was time for recuperation.

New young generals take the throne, and a new cycle of the world begins.

Another year passed.

Xia Le sat at home and sighed softly when he heard the news that Steelbones had died in the prison of Advancing City.

On this day, he sat in the courtyard of his home and was in a state of mind for a long time.

During his lunch break, he woke up suddenly.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

It was a passage that suddenly appeared in his mind and ear when he succeeded to the post of marshal of the Navy.

"Wealth, fame, power, power, all these things that you have worked so hard to obtain, are you willing to give up?"

"Then, start a new life of your own?"

Even after decades of separation, this passage still seemed to be extremely clear in Xia Le's mind.

He was pretty sure that it was a pop-up window for him, a selection for him.

At that time, he chose to give up.

Then, for the rest of the day, it never happened.

"If it comes up again."

"What choice will I make?"

Xia Le muttered.

Time passes, and the person who was once close will be gone, and he will be alone.

Although the world is still prosperous and his prestige as the founding emperor is immense, he is still lonely.

At this moment, he was a little looking forward to the reappearance of that choice.

Maybe this time, he'll think about that question carefully.

"But I have one more thing to do."

Xia Le muttered.

Although the new empire has passed a long time, he still hasn't forgotten that the man named Im may still be hiding somewhere.

Over the years, the Imperial Intelligence Organization has searched almost every part of the world, but there is still no news.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Im!"

For the leader behind the world government, Xia Le will never relax.

If that choice arises again, he will have to make a decision after he has resolved the other person.

The clock goes on.

In the blink of an eye, it has been thirty years of empire.

In this year, Kuzan announced his abdication and the empire was replaced by a new person.

At this time, the empire will usher in a third emperor.

Xia Le had already retired, and in the quiet courtyard, there was only the voice of Xia Ming's careful analysis.

"Could it be Admiral Smoker?"

"Or Bucky, what about the two ministers, Rosinandi?"

"In short, the new emperor will be chosen from among their generation."

After making his dream of becoming the emperor, the son was clearly very concerned about political events.

Xia Lewei closed his eyes and didn't pay attention to these things.

In his view, after his retreat, he was disconnected from the kingdom. The political changes, the appointment and dismissal of officials, have little to do with him.

As a result, he often sighed.

Even if he is an invincible figure, his influence on world history can only be achieved for one era.

Of course, he didn't want to manage the world all the time.

That, it's so tiring.

Half a year later, a new emperor took office.

The selection of the choice was unexpected by everyone, and it also surprised Xia Le.

"Kirby?"

"What an unexpected candidate."

Xia Le said with emotion.

"Actually, it's not surprising, it's just that Minister Kirby has kept a low profile over the years and has never revealed it."

Xia Ming said.

"But I actually know very well that Minister Kirby, over the years, has been working frantically, and his efforts have exceeded others by a hundred, a thousand times!"

"Now, his strength is already very strong!"

Hearing this, Xia Le nodded.

He has always recognized the efforts of this junior brother.

The two were chatting when footsteps sounded at the door.

Xia Le looked up and saw a figure striding in at the gate of the courtyard.

The white standard military uniform, with the cloak of justice on the back, wearing a navy cap, his face is already very mature, and he looks very imposing.

"Your Majesty!"

Xia Ming's eyes widened, and he quickly stood up and bent down to salute.

"No need to be polite, I'm here to meet my senior brother!"

Kirby smiled and waved his hand.

Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped back.

The Kebi in front of him is no longer the past, but the current empire, the supreme emperor. Unlike his father, he naturally needs reverence.

"How do you have time to come to me?"

Xia Le glanced at the other party and said casually.

"I've been busy lately, and I haven't come to see my senior brother for a long time."

Kirby said cautiously.

Even though decades have passed since the two met, and he has become the emperor of this huge empire, he still feels nervous and awe from the bottom of his heart after seeing each other.

"I have a heart."

"Take care of the country and do what you have to do."

Xia Le said with a chuckle.

"We, the older generation, retreated in order to open the way for the younger generation."

"The empire has a foundation, but that doesn't mean you have nothing to do."

"You must know that it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country, and we must balance the interests of all strata."

Hearing this, Kirby's face became solemn.

"The empire has been thirty years, which is not long, but it is not short, and many internal departments, interest classes, have already generated new contradictions."

"This matter is really difficult to deal with."

Xia Le's face remained unchanged, he had already expected it.

There is a tendency in any country to be reluctant to let go when vested interests enjoy the taste of power.

Thus, classes began to emerge, and the state became stiff, stagnant, and gradually turned into a pool of stagnant water. The bottom cannot be promoted to the higher levels, but can only accept exploitation.

"Senior brother, I don't have anything to guide you!"

"It can only be said that in order to do a good job in the cultivation of ideology and morality, the rule of law must be stricter."

"We must take care of the interests of the common people, which is what we founded our country with in the first place."

"Since the word justice is engraved on the cloak on the back, let's try to do it as well as possible!"

Xia Le said lightly.

Gram gravity is the key head.

As a result, his generation of emperors strengthened ideological and moral cultivation and made the rule of law stricter.

No one thought that Kebi, who was cowardly in the early stage, was a thunderbolt after taking office, and dealt with a number of corrupt and corrupt officials on a large scale.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Charlot.

The clock goes on.

In the blink of an eye, forty years of empire.

Charlotte's courtyard became very quiet, accompanied only by the gray-haired Hancock.

"After all these years, you're still as young as you were back then."

"And I'm old."

Hancock said in a trembling voice.

After all, she is now in her seventies.

The children are all married, and Xia Le has become a grandfather.

"In my eyes, you are still as young and beautiful as we met back then."

Xia Le said with a smile, reaching out to caress the other party's wrinkled face.

"I don't know how long I can stay with you."

Hancock sighed.

Charlotte was silent.

"There's new technology there's in Vegapunk."

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke up.

Hancock snorted and laughed, "I don't want to be an android. ”

Xia Le sighed lightly and didn't say anything more.

Because even if it is an artificial human, it may not live as long as him.

He has been in this world for nearly sixty years, and his physical fitness and appearance have always remained in the state of about twenty years old.

That is, he was always at the top.

Time seemed to have lost any effect on him, and there was no trace left on his body.

"I want to see our son ascend to the throne before I die!"

"He's too much like you."

Hancock said.

'He's brilliant and promising.'

Xia Ledao.

"Won't you help him?"

Hancook Road.

She knows very well that as Xia Le, as long as she is willing to say a word, there will hardly be any suspense about the next emperor's position.

"With his ability, he can do it."

"And I don't think our son will want me to really reach out."

Xia Le said aloud.

"I know very well that he wants to achieve this dream, and he also has a little bit of a intention to prove himself in front of us."

When Hancock heard this, he also gave up his plan to continue to persuade Xia Le.

Obviously, she is also aware of her son's character.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

Kirby announced his abdication, and a new imperial election began.

Xia Le's son, Xia Ming is among them.

But the selection of the imperial king will obviously not show any mercy because of Xia Ming's identity.

At this time, Xia Ming's position was the Minister of Scientific Defense, the position of general, and his strength was outstanding.

Xia Le sat in the courtyard, not worried about his son, looking very calm, but Hancock looked very nervous.

Because she knew very well that this day would be the most important day for her son.

It can be said that in the past few decades, Xia Ming has been fighting for today.

There is an old maple tree planted in the courtyard, the autumn wind blows, the yellow leaves flutter, hovering and falling from the air, just at Xia Le's feet.

He looked up slowly, his eyes shrinking in an instant.

"More than forty years!"

"You've finally reappeared."

Muttering in his mouth, Xia Le slowly got up.

"What are you going to do?"

Hancock was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly.

"Solve the problems left over from the previous era."

Xia Le said in a deep voice.

At the same time, in the palace of Ameen.

Xia Ming climbed the steps step by step to accept the succession ceremony of the new emperor.

"Let's welcome the new emperor of the Fredham Kingdom!"

And below, a figure shrouded in a coat and hat slowly raised his head, revealing blood-red eyes.

"It's been more than forty years, huh?"

(End of chapter)