One Piece Law Light Novel

A child is crying.

Cries of terror.

A city is on fire.

These dear ones whom I called father and mother, my sister Lami too.

My family.

Helpless, I can't save anyone, I can't help anyone.

Everything disappears in the fury of the flames.

Me, I run all over town. I want at all costs to help someone, to save a person.

But no, my wish is not coming true.

While a world of ashes stretches as far as the eye can see before my eyes, completely charred corpses lie at my feet.

This is the dream I had.

When I wake up with a start I have been sweating so much that my pajamas are soaking wet.

Law ... breathes Bepo besides me, in panic.

He was sleeping right next to me.

Sorry, I didn't want to wake you up.It's nothing. I'll get you a drink.That's nice, thanks.

In the past few days, I haven't had a good night's sleep. I can hardly fall asleep, and when I finally do, I quickly get dreadful dreams. 

I know perfectly well the cause: the front page of the newspaper of five days ago. An article on Dressrosa.

"Doflamingo! A new king for Dressrosa!"

This title alone is enough to make me dizzy. As if all the dots had suddenly been connected to each other to form a single line. Doflamingo was already pursuing this objective at the time when I was living within the Family.

The article explained:

"In the land of Dressrosa, a land known to be a 'symbol of peace', the ruler recently lost his head and massacred his people. The pirate Doflamingo put an end to this madness, before taking the place of the former king on the throne and bring calm to the city ... "

It was a plot, everything had been arranged. I had no proof, but I was convinced of it. This so-called madness of the King of Dressrosa was certainly the work of Doflamingo, who had pulled the strings.

At the same time, I understood something else.

Corazon had given me his missive in order to prevent this tragedy. On this message would depend the salvation of the kingdom.

I couldn't take it anymore, it was too much for me.

If only I had given this mail to another Marine.

If only I had understood Corazon's intentions earlier.

No, even better. If only I had never met him!

A crowd of "ifs" crossed my mind.

I knew Corazon would hardly have been happy to see me analyze things like this.

But...

However...

But for me not to cry over my helplessness.

Three years had passed since Corazon's death and my meeting with Wolf. I was now almost one meter ninety (6,2 ft) tall and had grown strong. My knowledge in the medical field had increased and I had treated many patients in the practice of the city. Day after day, I trained, fortified my body and improved in combat. I was also able to use the powers of the fruit of the scalpel much better than before.

Despite everything, I was still a kid.

Even though I knew the dream long cherished by Cora, I was still an immature child unable to know what to do. I had only one certainty: the life I led here was important and I had to do everything to preserve it.

Deep inside me, a little voice told me that no, it would never be possible.

There is no way I could look away from the sufferings and regrets of Cora, my benefactor, in order to lead a happy life. Never. I still remember perfectly the last words he said to Doflamingo.

"Leave him alone now !! He's free !!"

I imagine that Corazon had thus wished to give his freedom to the little boy that I was by breaking the ties that held him back. I was the same, I definitely couldn't accept such a thing without flinching. Living free, carefree, surrounded by friends would not be enough to honor my debt. No matter what he wanted, I now had a responsibility to him. A responsibility towards the ideals he had wanted to protect.

How to do? How can I erase the hatred I felt for Doflamingo?

How to pay back Cora's love?

How can I one day know the true meaning of the word "freedom"?

Here, Law, I brought you some hot tea. I used the herbs grown by the old man. It seems that they calm and relieve.Really? Thank you, Bepo, luckily you're here.No problem. If you ever want to talk about it, I'll always be there.No, not for the moment. I haven't even managed to put my ideas in order yet. Sorry.Ok thank you.

With these words, we each go back to bed, ready to go back to sleep.

Hey, Bepo …Mh?Would you like to do something special?Hmmm ... Ah, I know! I wish we could all go fishing together on our next day off! Then we would have a barbecue on site with the fish we would have caught!I'm not talking to you about that. Me too, I love grilled fish, but that's not the question ... How to put it? I'm talking to you about something you feel like, something serious that you absolutely would like to achieve. You understand?Mmmh ... gently hesitates Bepo, his hand on his chin.

Noting my serious air, he began to think more seriously.

I think I would like to see my brother again.

Between two silent breaths, Bepo continues:

I like the life I lead today, with all of you, but from time to time I think of my brother. I wonder if he's okay, if he's not mistreated. Since I have been here, I have been studying navigation. I may not be very good, but I can at least draw a map. So here it is, I tell myself that one day, I would like to go looking for my brother.Oh ok.

"One day."

Sorry to have asked you this funny question. It's time to sleep now.Yes good night.

Vague thoughts then pass through my head.

Like Bepo, I too would like "one day" to go to Dressrosa. To tell the truth, I don't really know what I would do there, but there is no reason why I should never set foot there.

On the other hand, I have a feeling that as long as I use that expression, "someday", that day will never come.

Well, no need to fiddle with my brain, it's really time to go to sleep.

It's all well and good to think about the future, but I have a daily life to protect, here and now. A world to be preserved.

And that, it is absolutely forbidden for me to forget it.

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