Chapter 63: Farewell, Roger!

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Farewell, Roger!

On an unnamed island in the New World a peaceful spring island with a mild climate that never changes, two of the most legendary pirates in the world were sitting under a sakura tree.

One of them was Gol D. Roger, recently crowned the Pirate King by the World Government. The other was none other than Edward "Whitebeard" Newgate, the man known as the world's strongest.

Newgate, a towering figure who looked almost like a giant as he sat beneath the tree, drank from a massive bowl of sake. By comparison, Roger appeared far more ordinary, his stature nothing remarkable. But the air around the two men buzzed with history, rivalry, and mutual respect.

They sat opposite one another, sipping from their bowls, chatting like old friends.

Roger and Newgate had a unique bond—rivals on the seas, but with deep mutual respect. This meeting wasn't for battle or business. Roger had come to say his final farewell.

"As for Oden," Roger began with a smile, "I'm pretty sure he's already back in Wano. He seemed to have some urgent matters to take care of. It looks like his father isn't going to return him to you. If you still want him aboard, you'll have to go to Wano and get him yourself."

Newgate drained his bowl in one gulp and grimaced. "What kind of booze is this? It's terrible!"

"Terrible?!" Roger looked offended. "This is from my hometown! I brought it with me all the way from East Blue. It's been aging for over 20 years. I saved it just for this occasion, to share it with you! And you call it terrible?"

Roger took another swig and smacked his lips. "Man, this taste really takes me back."

Newgate, despite his complaints, poured himself another bowl of the East Blue sake. He wasn't one to waste good liquor.

"How are Oden and the boy doing?" Newgate asked, his tone softening a little.

"They're doing well," Roger replied with a warm smile.

Newgate chuckled, a rare smile flashing across his face. "Good. Oden's not really cut out to be a pirate. It's best for him to stay in Wano. His journey ended with you, didn't it?"

Roger looked at him, then laughed. "Family's the most important thing, huh?"

"You got that right," Newgate nodded. "Oden's found his treasure. He doesn't need to keep searching for anything else."

Newgate stared at Roger, his expression unreadable. "What are you getting at?"

Roger's eyes twinkled mischievously. "You want to know the secret of Raftel? I could tell you. Want to hear it?"

Newgate looked like he was ready to punch Roger in the face. But instead, he shook his head. "If I want to know, I'll find Raftel myself. I don't need a dying man to tell me."

"Still so proud," Roger chuckled. "But that's why I like you. We all have our treasures to find on the sea, don't we? Yours is your family. You've already found it, haven't you?"

Newgate ignored the question, taking another sip from his bowl.

After a moment of silence, Roger spoke again. "But I'll tell you one thing—it's no secret, but the name 'D' is special. You should pay attention to it."

"D?" Newgate frowned. "I've got a guy on my crew with that name. Teach."

"Maybe someone like him will find the treasure I've left behind. I'm waiting for that person," Roger said with a soft smile.

"Waiting, huh?" Newgate muttered, not asking any more questions.

After a few more words exchanged between them, Roger downed the last of his sake, and Newgate knew what that meant. Roger was about to leave, and this would be the last time they would ever meet.

"Ahahahaha! So, how was it? The sake from my hometown wasn't so bad, right?" Roger asked with a laugh.

Newgate finished his drink as well, smiling. "Just like you—unforgettable."

"That's good to hear. I've told you enough, and I've had my fun. Now, it's time for me to go. The Roger Pirates... we're disbanding. This sea belongs to you now."

"Get the hell out of here," Newgate grinned. "You trying to piss me off with that line?"

Roger didn't respond. He simply stood up, and with his trademark carefree swagger, walked away. When he was almost out of sight, he waved, not looking back. That was his goodbye.

"Farewell, Roger," Newgate whispered softly, watching his old friend disappear from view.