Chapter 133: Transaction
“What did you say, brat?!”
“I absolutely will not allow you to insult my ancestors and Roronoa like this.” Zannick said angrily, kneeling on the ground.
“Yeah, Obei, what the hell are you talking about!”
Aoxi also put her hands on her hips and stood together with Zannick, starting to chime in.
“Just telling the truth.”
Obei crossed her arms and said indifferently.
“Just think about it a little, and you’ll know—if it weren’t for that Skyward Sea Current washing Xan Dorra up to the sky, what would happen if the king in that story really found it later?”
“It would be nothing more than you Shandia people falling into endless war again.”
“How many people does your clan have? Can you protect your hometown from all the greedy people of a country or even the entire Sea?”
“Aoxi, don’t forget the fate of those Indian people.”
As she spoke, Obei glanced at the extremely crude tents of the surrounding Shandia people, and the female warriors holding weapons just like them.
“When you’re killed to the brink of extinction, will you still be grateful to Roronoa for bringing the invaders?”
“When that Great Warrior sees his wife and clanspeople dying one by one under others’ blades, will he still feel fortunate to have befriended Roronoa, that ‘close friend’?”
“He probably wouldn’t have the face to live in this world anymore by then.”
The cold words fell, and almost everyone present fell silent.
Aoxi said nothing; with those vivid examples from Earth, she understood that Obei had already held back in what she just said.
The real situation might be even worse than this.
As for the surrounding Shandia people, they were all stunned in place, and the spears they had originally raised didn’t know where to point.
The friendship between Great Warrior Kargra and Roronoa has always been a beautiful tale aspired to by all Shandia people.
The clan even used this story as an enlightenment fairy tale for every child.
But now, they were told another ending to this fairy tale full of regret, a far more cruel ending called reality.
“Really… ironic.”
The Chieftain murmured; this beautiful fairy tale that even we adults were deeply immersed in was ultimately shattered by a child.
“Not all stories have a happy ending; sometimes ending with regret isn’t necessarily a bad thing.”
“After all, reality has never been a fairy tale.”
Obei passed through the Shandia people with complicated gazes and came before the Chieftain, looking at the Chieftain whose gaze was also lowered.
“Yeah, reality has never been a fairy tale, nor has it ever been beautiful.”
Thinking of the struggles and sacrifices of the Shandia people over the past few centuries, this young Chieftain in his thirties couldn’t help but grip his wooden staff tightly.
“No, that’s not right!”
Unexpectedly, the one who stood up to refute was Yuta, the son of the always silent Zannick.
“Even if Roronoa would ultimately bring disaster to Xan Dorra in the end, the friendship between him and Great Warrior Kargra will not waver!”
“The two of them will definitely cooperate like before to defeat all the invaders and protect Xan Dorra again!”
The young man’s words seemed to reinject strength into the surrounding Shandia people.
“Right, exactly! The friendship between Roronoa and Kargra will not disappear!”
“This is the promise made by Shandia’s greatest warrior, and it will not change!”
“You outsiders won’t understand!”
The Shandia people, with their strong ancestral faith and ancestor worship, are unexpectedly stubborn about certain matters.
Rather than quibbling over right and wrong from the perspective of practical interests, they are more willing to believe in the sincere emotions forged between people.
In short, they are a group of simple and obstinate “fools.”
“Although reality is always cruel, I don’t dislike you ‘fools.'”
Ignoring the Shandia warriors who had raised their spears again, Obei lifted her head and extended her hand to the Shandia Chieftain before her.
“How about it? Let’s make a transaction.”
“A transaction?”
“That’s right.”
“On the way here, I’ve already heard that brat Yuta say that your hometown, ‘Shandora,’ is now in the hands of those so-called sky people.”
“We’ll help you take it back, but as a condition, we need all the gold on Shandora, and you Shandia must join our Beasts Pirates.”
Obei stated her conditions.
“Impossible!”
The speaker was still Warrior Captain Zannick; he lowered his hands and walked up to Obei, staring straight at her with both eyes.
“We Shandia people’s hometown will be taken back by us Shandia people ourselves!”
“We don’t need you greedy pirates to interfere!”
“I apologize for attacking you; do whatever you want with me, kill or slaughter as you please, but I absolutely will not allow you to touch our hometown!”
Standing under the statue of his ancestor Great Warrior Kargra, Zannick gazed intently and firmly rejected Obei.
“But with your own strength, you can’t take it back, can you?”
“You!”
Lies don’t hurt people; the truth is the sharp blade.
Obei’s flat response alone deflated the momentum he had just mustered.
“In the end, you’re just a pack of dogs driven from your territory.”
“Beaten until your heads are bloody, yet you can only tuck your tails and cower in a place like this to survive, immersing yourselves in fantasies of so-called ancestral glory.”
“You fundamentally…”
“Enough, Obei!”
“That’s enough.”
Compared to the silent Chieftain and other Shandia people, it was Aoxi who stepped forward first.
“Don’t say any more.”
“Alright.”
Obei glanced at the surrounding Shandia warriors gripping their spears tightly and silent, then passed Zannick and walked to the Chieftain again.
“Shandia Chieftain, you should be the one who knows these things best.”
“Cooperating with us is the only opportunity for you Shandia people to reclaim your hometown, and the only chance for your clan to continue.”
“Let me… let me think it over.”
The Shandia Chieftain didn’t reply immediately; he couldn’t stake the entire clan on the words of a stranger.
“Chieftain!”
“We can’t trust these outsiders!”
“We can take back our hometown on our own!”
“You suspicious outsiders, get out of the village!”
……
“I’ll give you one day to consider; give me your answer at this time tomorrow.”
“During this time, we won’t contact those sky people.”
Ignoring the agitated Shandia people around her, Obei turned and left directly.
But when passing that statue of Great Warrior Kargra, she paused slightly.
“A statue made of clouds? Although it looks novel, I think stone would be more fitting.”
