the King of Pirates of the East Sea

Dragon squinted his eyes and quickly skimmed the documents on the table. His usually cold face showed a hint of surprise.

"Not only has it shaken the Goya Kingdom, but they've even sent the Navy to intervene?"

"Sig's movements are too bold. Is he being too impulsive?"

Dragon was somewhat confused, as this was different from what he knew about Sig.

Although he and Sig had only met once from a distance, after conducting a thorough investigation into Sig later, Dragon's impression of him was very deep.

According to his intelligence, Sig was an extremely low-key and patient figure, always operating behind the scenes.

His strength had reached an unimaginable level, and it was said that he had personally defeated 56 legendary pirates...

"Sig is a deeply scheming person, powerful but hidden in the Goya Kingdom's shadows. He must have an enormous plan!"

"However, why has he suddenly become so active recently, no longer hiding, and even causing a stir in the Goya Kingdom and the Navy?"

Dragon was utterly perplexed.

Just then, another officer pushed open the door.

"Leader! Important information regarding Sig!"

The officer was out of breath, his face flushed with excitement, clearly very agitated.

"Oh? Let me see."

Dragon carefully began to read.

Not only him, but the Okama King Ivankov also leaned in, curious as well.

This piece of information was brief, but the depth of its content made both Dragon and Ivankov's faces change drastically.

"Heh! So this is what happened!"

Ivankov spun around on one foot in his red high heels, looking as though, if the room weren't so small, he might have danced a ballet.

"Dragon, I must admit, this Sig boy truly deserves our attention! Just by his ambition!"

"His goal, just like ours, is to attack the Holy Land Mary Joa and overthrow the rule of the Celestial Dragons and the World Government!"

Ivankov said excitedly.

"Yes... everything connects now, it makes sense!"

Dragon, always calm, now seemed to have a gleam in his eyes.

This was the brilliance of ideals.

Upon learning Sig's goal, Dragon felt a sense of resonance and said emotionally:

"Sig's recent actions were not reckless or impulsive. This man is finally preparing to show his fangs!"

"The attention from the Goya Kingdom and the Navy? For a man who wants to overthrow the world, this attention is nothing but a starting point for a true Pirate King!"

Dragon took a deep breath, feeling a little excited.

The world's most notorious criminal, Monkey D. Dragon, seemed to see a kindred spirit in him.

In the pirate world, the Celestial Dragons were supreme. Not even the majority of pirates, thugs, or criminals who dared to defy the law would ever consider rebelling against the Celestial Dragons!

Dragon knew this all too well.

So, over the years, he had been traveling the world, working behind the scenes, creating the Revolutionary Army, and quietly weaving a giant net that spanned the world. He had become known as the world's most dangerous criminal.

And Sig?

His actions were actually very similar to Dragon's.

Like Dragon, he was working behind the scenes, and Sig was even more hidden!

Like a snake's trail, it stretches far.

This man had lived through the Rocks era, the Roger era, and now the Great Pirate Era.

He had once stood side by side with the Pirate King and personally sent countless legendary pirates to Impel Down, but he had always remained hidden behind the curtain of the times, unnoticed by anyone.

And now, was the time for this man to finally make his appearance?

"Sig... I really want to have a good conversation with this man."

"His goal is the Celestial Dragons. If we can bring him into our Revolutionary Army or form an alliance, it would be a huge boost for us!"

Dragon whispered, now even more intrigued by Sig.

This was a mutual respect between the behind-the-scenes masterminds.

"Dragon, you need to think this through..."

Ivankov said seriously:

"He wants to be a Pirate King. Perhaps he intends to overthrow the Celestial Dragons and become a king himself. This doesn't align with our goals in the Revolutionary Army."

Dragon pondered for a moment.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"Whether he turns on us or not, we'll talk about it after we overthrow the World Government."

"Sig is indeed someone we should try to contact..."

Dragon stood up from his chair, casually picking up the document on the table. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth:

"Just in time, we have an important piece of information about him."

.........

As the name of the Mountain Bandit King Sig stirred up a turbulent undercurrent in the Goya Kingdom, with many factions secretly keeping an eye on him, Sig, the so-called culprit of this storm, was living quite peacefully.

His life was uneventful, even surprisingly stable, to the point that Sig himself was a little taken aback by it.

During this time, Sig had been deliberately avoiding his subordinates, attempting to train his "Emperor Engine" heart.

The results of his training also made him feel quite good.

One day, after completing a 10 km run, Sig was walking back to his hideout in the mountains.

He reached out and felt his heartbeat.

The effects of the Emperor Engine had given Sig a powerful heart.

Even during high-intensity physical activities, Sig's heart rate could remain stable for a long time, meaning his stamina was excellent.

However, Sig's physical strength was not as impressive.

At the moment, Sig had only just started training, and after only a few days of effort, no major progress could be expected.

"Boss, hello."

"Sig, boss."

"Boss."

Along the mountain road, bandits wearing headscarves greeted Sig.

In response, Sig simply nodded lightly.

He felt somewhat satisfied inside.

"A few days ago, I gave that most arrogant bald guy a lesson, and it was effective."

"These days, they rarely bother me in front of me, talking about raiding the capital of the kingdom..."

Sig's impression of his subordinates had improved.

"Perfect, very perfect. My subordinates listen well, and life is peaceful."

"My plan is still progressing well."

Sig looked at the mountains and felt content in his heart:

"As long as I stay in the mountains and live a low-key life, whether or not Marine hero Garp shows up has nothing to do with me."

He continued to walk down the mountain road in a calm mood.

"Boss, hello."

"Mr. Sig."

"Sig, boss...."

The closer he got to the hideout, the more bandits he encountered along the way.

By the end, Sig couldn't help but start to wonder.

"Do I really have this many subordinates?"

Sig was a little confused.

These past few days, while training, he had deliberately avoided his subordinates to avoid ruining his "big boss" image, so he hadn't really paid much attention to them.

Sig squinted his eyes and casually grabbed a passing bandit, scanning him with his gaze.

The bandit in front of him was at least two meters tall, much taller than the 1.9-meter Sig, and had a strong, muscular build. He looked very imposing.

Such a physique was quite rare among bandits.

"Are you really one of my subordinates? Why do you look so unfamiliar?"

Sig looked up and asked.