Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King Chapter 523 - 306: I Am O’hara, I Am the Storm!

The road sign or whatever, Sage didn’t really care much about it. He’s dedicated, but to beco the pinnacle of the Pirate profession, just finding the Grand Treasure is not enough.

The Pirate King is not soone you can easily reach through adventure alone.

The king of all Pirates could also be achieved in another way.

However, if there’s a chance, Sage wouldn’t mind going for the Grand Treasure. The traditionally recognized Pirate King of the sea and the more traditional "Pirate King" who occupies a large territory—of course, if you can have both, you should have both.

But there’s no rush for this, let’s first stabilize the territory and then talk about it.

Moriah and others stayed in Augustine Castle for a while, as they needed to prevent any sudden attack from Kaido.

Although Lily and strategists like Moriah guessed it was unlikely, because an established pirate crew wouldn’t move rashly. Dealing with so ordinary guys is fine, but when it cos to soone like Sage, who has fought Kaido and even left injuries, unless it’s for core interests, they won’t take action.

Because once action is taken, it ans the whole crew is mobilizing, making it easy for others to exploit the gaps, especially with the World Governnt watching closely from the side.

But many things can’t be calculated by common sense, especially with pirates...

As Sage would say, he does whatever he wants!

Anyway, after staying for a while and finding no such movent, Moriah still didn’t return to Timadon to manage his Vice Island because Sage has been busy ’ascending the throne’ during this period.

The blazing sun shrouds the whole of Gares, bringing peace after three continuous days of storms, and today is also the day Sage announces to the entire region.

The people of Augustine Castle gathered spontaneously in the North District, looking up at the massive Royal Palace. Those too far away to see have special Video Snails placed in the central square and small squares of the town and on those subsidiary islands, all equipped with Radio Snails, ready for live broadcast at any ti.

The business in World Desire City, even recovering for only six months, has already shown trendous vitality.

Coupled with the existence of the black market, as long as Sage spends money, he can buy what he wants, and of course, live broadcast snails are included, moreover, he originally seized a batch, just right for use together.

On the high balcony of the royal palace, dressed in jet-black clothing, adorned with golden jewelry, wearing a black base with red-tipped fur cloak, the white-haired man stepped out first, standing in front of the spacious railing.

"Master Sage!"

"Boss Sage!!"

Everyone’s term of designation was different, but everyone was calling out the sa person. These civilians cheered loudly, their eyes full of enthusiasm.

This wasn’t because of any powerful force compelling them, but everyone cheerfully and willingly celebrated.

Over more than half a year, these civilians visibly appeared more radiant compared to before Sage’s arrival.

Such willing enthusiasm has only one reason, which is that their Boss Sage is better to them than the nobles.

As long as they work, they get paid, and with money, they can buy what they need themselves.

The weak, having enough food, beca robust.

The sick, with enough money, could seek doctors to heal them.

They don’t even have to worry about the shortage of dical resources. Prices in this regard are set at the most average market rate, never a penny less, but also not a penny more.

What?

Shortages raise prices?

You think this pirate does nothing but eat rice.

Solving the issue of dical resources, the problem of dical skills is even easier to handle. Although Hogback is a genius surgeon, it doesn’t an he can’t treat illnesses; he’s just better at surgery.

The Doctor Corps he brought with him learned treatnts more or less under Hogback’s tutelage.

And these skills, Sage didn’t intend to keep solely to himself but shared them with local doctors, who were encouraged to contribute their knowledge as well.

Only through mutual exchange and mastery can certain things progress.

If one person cannot advance, then ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people can. Problems that can be solved by probability are never a problem.

But as for how exactly to progress, Sage didn’t worry about it; this part was left to Hogback.

Whether they progressed or not, he didn’t know, but those civilians knew, so difficult-to-treat diseases gradually got better as more people participated.

These people began to regain new vigor.

They were not blind either, especially with the dramatic changes experienced in a short span of half a year. Who made their lives better, who enriched their lives, who helped them resign their servile bows to the nobles...they could all see.

Before, when encountering nobles, they didn’t dare to speak. When eting the kind-natured nobles who spoke gently to them, they were overwheld with happiness, always feeling they would improve under the nobles’ leadership, but...

Why should it be them!

Does it have to be them?

The appearance of Sage made them start having such thoughts.

No need to bow to others, no need to bow when eting nobles, now they don’t even encounter nobles. Even when facing those cadres, it was out of genuine respect and not being looked down upon. Even that demon-like, strange-laughing Master Moriah was actually extrely kind.

Because they vowed loyalty to one person, and that person was their Boss Sage!

No other irrelevant things as long as they adhere to the rules set by Boss Sage, everyone can live freely.