I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

44. Just keep suppressing me like this, Dragon. [Bonus chapter for the New Year, please support!]

East China Sea

The Kingdom of Goa is not only one of the constituent republics of the government, but also the richest country in the East Blue.

Inside the kingdom's palace, King Otruuk III, with a slightly obsequious face, bowed to the man in the coat of justice before him.

The newcomer was none other than Commodore Bogart, Garp's trusted adjutant.

The navy's sudden visit was, of course, aimed at collecting this year's celestial gold.

Although this year's amount has doubled compared to previous years, it is still within the reach of the wealthy Goa Kingdom.

"Mr. Bogart," Otrulk III rubbed his hands together, a fawning smile plastered on his face, and cautiously inquired, "would you be so kind as to introduce me to Lieutenant General Garp?"

Normally, a mere brigadier general wouldn't be worthy of such flattery from the king of a great nation.

But Bogart also has another identity: Monkey D. Garp's second-in-command.

However, Bogart ignored his request, simply waving his hand coldly and signaling the naval soldiers behind him to carry away the crates of golden Berries.

Only when the soldiers were about to leave the palace did he slowly turn around, his gaze falling on Otrulk III's frozen face. "Recently, keep a close eye on your harem and don't let those women get pregnant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bogart left, clutching the long sword he had never drawn.

The palace doors slammed shut, and the fawning expression on Otrulk III's face vanished instantly, replaced by a ferocious rage.

He suddenly grabbed the expensive vase from the table and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Damn wretch! You're just Garp's dog, how dare you talk to me like that!"

He growled furiously, a sinister hatred surging in his eyes, "When I become a Celestial Dragon, I'll definitely capture this guy and make him my slave!"

It's no wonder that he later cruelly abandoned his biological son Sabo and instead adopted a son to inherit the throne.

Judging from their personalities, the adopted one seems more like the biological child.

Bogart's presence here is naturally due to his association with Garp.

Normally, Garp would disdain doing a task like collecting celestial gold.

But this time he has to go back to the East China Sea for some business, and he needs to take on a mission to cover his tracks.

At this moment, Garp, who had left all official duties to his deputy, was sitting in the tavern in Windmill Village, the same one that the Red-Haired Pirates would visit ten years later.

Inside the tavern, a little girl with short green hair was wiping dishes on tiptoe. She looked to be no more than seven years old, but she was already a long-time employee—Makino.

"Squeak—"

The tavern's wooden door was pushed open.

Makino instinctively turned her head. "Welcome light..."

Before she could even utter the word "Lin," she saw the person's face clearly, and her expression suddenly changed.

Then, she quickly ran to the door, skillfully took down the wooden sign on the wall, flipped it over to reveal the words "Closed for Business," and stood quietly by the door without stepping into the tavern again.

She knew perfectly well that what the two men in the tavern were about to discuss was not something she could listen to.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time she'd experienced something like this.

Hi, hello girl.

Just as Makino was waiting idly, a voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She was startled and looked up abruptly, only to see a person dressed in a black robe standing beside her.

The person's face, which was exposed, had a head of flamboyant purple hair that was curled into a messy ball, and a face as big as a square pancake.

"Hello..."

Makino forced a smile.

Halfway through her conversation, Makino hesitated about how to address the other person, as she couldn't tell whether they were male or female.

The atmosphere inside the tavern was quite different from the peaceful atmosphere outside.

Garp picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp. He slowly asked, "You've been away from the Navy for over ten years now, haven't you? What have you learned from being away for so long?"

Sitting next to him was his biological son, Monkey D. Dragon.

Dragon poured himself a glass of wine, took a small sip, and said, "I've seen too much... far too much that I shouldn't have seen. Speaking of which, isn't the World Government going to stop? How many innocent pregnant women and babies have already died over some pirate king bloodline that may or may not even exist?"

Since Roger's execution in Loguetown, Dragon's eyes have witnessed the World Government's bloody hunts of pregnant women and newborns around the world in an effort to eradicate any remaining threats.

Upon hearing this, Garp fell silent.

He just kept his head down and drank his wine.

Currently, only Garp knows the truth about this matter.

Even if the other party is his own son, Garp would never utter a single word about it.

He avoided the question about dragons, his tone carrying a barely perceptible probing: "So... how many did you save?"

Dragon replied, "I am currently preparing to form an army to resist the World Government, temporarily named the 'Self-Reliance Army.' Before that, we must not attract the attention of the World Government."

The translation is: He saw it, but did nothing.

If Broly were here right now, he would probably have to sincerely exclaim: They really are father and son!

A Marine Vice Admiral, in order to protect the son of the Pirate King, turned a blind eye to the tragic deaths of countless pregnant women who paid taxes.

One who shouts for the overthrow of tyranny and the establishment of a peaceful world, yet chooses to remain silent and protect himself when he witnesses atrocities.

Just then—

Garp and Dragon's expressions changed drastically at the same time!

They all felt an extremely terrifying power.

The father and son got up almost simultaneously and rushed towards the tavern door.

Just as I stepped out of the tavern, a blinding green light tore through the sky, like a meteorite falling from the heavens, carrying a world-destroying force, and crashed onto the open ground in front of the tavern!

The dazzling light faded, and a small figure slowly appeared.

"Broly...?!"

The moment they saw who it was, everyone present had their pupils shrink.

How could this devil have come to such a remote place as the East China Sea?

Garp stared intently at the figure that looked like a three-year-old child, but was actually incredibly ferocious.

He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth as he said to the dragon beside him, "Try to suppress me, dragon... otherwise, I won't be able to resist taking action."

The man before me killed my best friend, Sengoku.

This is undoubtedly a blood feud for Garp.

The dragon standing nearby was completely bewildered, and couldn't help but think to himself: Seriously, if you want to make a move, just do it. Why did you have to tell me? Do you think I'm going to stop you?

Broly's gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on the girl at the door who wasn't much older than him, lingering for a few more seconds.

He remembered that during the time when Luffy became one of the Four Emperors, this woman named Makino would later give birth to a child.

Many people speculate that the child's father is Shanks, while some more imaginative fanfictions claim that it could be Garp.

The art style instantly veered towards that of hentai.

However, Broly didn't seem to care much about it.

After all, given his own circumstances, it's uncertain whether Shanks would even live to see Makino give birth.

He withdrew his gaze and looked directly at the figure beside Makino, beckoning to him with his finger, "Ivankov, come with me."

"I?!"

Ivankov pointed to his nose in shock.

He originally thought that Broly was either looking for Garp or his boss, Dragon.

I never expected that the other party's target would be me, an unknown nobody who had just eaten the hormone fruit and didn't even have a bounty!

Broly raised an eyebrow and asked again, "Are you already a Devil Fruit user?"

Ivankov nodded in astonishment, his voice trembling slightly, "Yes...yes, they were looking for me. What's wrong?"

However, Broly didn't answer him at all. He simply stepped forward, grabbed Ivankov by the collar, and prepared to use his aerial magic to leave.

"Wait! No, what are you going to do?!"

Ivankov was terrified and shouted in a panic.

But they dared not struggle.

Back in Loguetown, he had witnessed Broly's terror firsthand alongside the dragon.

If you anger the other party, their beam of light will wipe the entire Windmill Village off the map.

Broly, carrying Ivankov, flew straight up to a height of about ten meters in the air.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he seemed to suddenly remember something, looked down at the dragon on the ground, and asked, "Aren't you going to do anything?"

If it were his future son, Wang Lufei, he would have already charged at him shouting "Rubber Rubber!"

Isn't this father a bit too calm?

Dragon raised his head, meeting Broly's gaze, large beads of sweat dripping down his cheek.

He paused for a moment, then slowly asked, "Would it have been any use if I tried to stop you?"

Clearly, Dragon knew better than anyone that with Broly's strength, he was powerless to stop him from doing whatever he wanted.

Given this, choosing to stand by and do nothing from the beginning would minimize the losses.

"...You're invincible."

Dragon's answer, which could be described as utterly nonchalant, completely stumped Broly.

He was stunned for a long time before finally squeezing out four words through gritted teeth.