The next day, in the office of the commander of the 80th Navy branch base.

"What? Go to the Navy headquarters? No way!"

Kevin shook his head, refusing Colonel Lomi's suggestion. "I eat well and sleep well here. Why would I go to the Navy headquarters? It's full of monsters over there, and I haven't even mastered Haki yet."

Behind the desk, Colonel Lomi's eyelids twitched.

Haki is a power that only the elite at headquarters can master, right?

Even for himself, after spending these years idling in the West Sea, his armed color has nearly vanished.

The heart and body technique—the inner will and determination—are the beginnings of Haki; after that comes the mastery of the body and the display of techniques.

If the heart has already become despondent, then the power called Haki will gradually lose its original potency until it disappears completely.

It is precisely for this reason that he wanted Kevin to go to the Navy headquarters instead of staying in the comfortable environment of the West Sea.

After pondering for a moment, Colonel Lomi returned to the previous topic.

"I have results for the matter you asked about before."

"Uh? The execution of Pirate King Roger at Loguetown?" Kevin hurriedly asked.

Colonel Lomi nodded but didn't directly answer about the execution. Instead, he said, "Pirate King Gol D. Roger's execution has been confirmed for this month. With someone of that caliber being captured, don’t you want to be a hero like Vice Admiral Garp?"

Kevin shook his head without hesitation.

If it weren't for Garp and Roger back then, Uncle Kuma might have had an easier time, and that fruit, the Fish-Fish Fruit, Mythical Zoan type, that Kaido ate could have become a force in the future.

Moreover, the Pirate King Roger wasn't even captured; he surrendered knowing that his life was coming to an end.

And with this execution, one word turned One Piece into a legend that many people pursued.

The Great Pirate Era, although such an era is very cruel for ordinary people.

Additionally, the surname Gol D. also conceals the D.

One of the five old immortals in Mariejois, Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, nearly scared his infant self to death back then.

"Huff..."

After sighing, Colonel Lomi looked somewhat helpless.

"Let's set off tomorrow."

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow we'll take the Navy's route over Reverse Mountain and head straight to Loguetown in the East Sea."

"Got it? Colonel Lomi, your connections at headquarters are impressive!"

Colonel Lomi proudly replied, raising his head, "Although I can't compare to those monster-like guys, my connections are quite strong!"

Kevin smiled and asked, "I heard you studied with the admirals at headquarters back in the day. How did you end up in this West Sea place?"

This question caught Colonel Lomi off guard, and he then looked at Kevin.

The environment and interactions at Navy headquarters might not be a good place for this kid.

It's too close to the Sabaody Archipelago... And his own reasons for returning to the West Sea also include this factor.

"Alright. Hurry up and prepare. When you get to Loguetown, someone will be looking for you. If your thoughts change by then, you can go to headquarters with him."

Kevin shrugged and stepped back.

If it were five days ago, he might have gone to the Navy headquarters.

After all, that location is close to the Sabaody Archipelago. Using the Shadow Clone Technique to replace his body and finding a way to make a trip, he could deal with some human traffickers or, if he was lucky, secretly take out a Celestial Dragon. Wouldn't that be a big score?

But now, with the Flying Nimbus improving mobility, it wouldn't take long to travel from the West Sea to the Sabaody Archipelago.

If he could also master a transformation technique later, that would be perfect.

Hmm... I can’t go out to earn extra money today; I’ll pack up for tomorrow’s departure tonight.

So, I guess I can only go drink.

...

Lasgaup Town is located at the entrance of Reverse Mountain, and with the special passage over the Red Earth Continent, merchants need to pass through here to reach other seas.

In a prosperous commercial environment, entertainment naturally flourished as well.

However, appreciation is just appreciation; for now, even the Capone family of the five major mafias wouldn't dare to bring their illicit activities to Lasgaup Town.

So, the pretty sisters are indeed beautiful, but the establishment is also very legitimate.

Drinking, listening to music, and watching beauties, Kevin joined in the cheers and whistling.

Not long after, the performance on stage ended, and then soft music began to play, with the previously beautiful sisters standing on stage.

Meanwhile, the workers in the dance hall began to sell flowers, priced at fifty thousand berries, and you might just be accepted to drink a cup of wine together.

"Sir, do you need flowers? Sister Mina performed very well today, and I saw her looking at you many times."

A six or seven-year-old boy was energetically promoting in front of Kevin’s booth, with some degree of inducement.

At least in Kevin's ears, this kid had already repeated the same sales pitch more than once.

Ruffling the boy's hair, Kevin patted his pocket: "Little guy, besides the money for drinks, my pockets are cleaner than my face."

At this time, the men drinking nearby also noticed what was happening.

"Hahaha! This kid must be new, right? Executioner Kevin is quite a stingy person!"

"Aside from the entrance fee for a drink, he never spends another penny, hee hee hee..."

"But there’s no lack of people wanting to buy him a drink; they just don’t want to accept it."

...

Kevin raised his glass to the crowd, downed it in one go, and turned to leave for the dance hall's restroom.

Today's entertainment had ended, and he still had work to do tonight; he would be setting off for the East Sea tomorrow.

Yesterday, he had already inquired about two treasure locations, and after experiencing the mental pain of being burned by black flames, one mafia member and one pirate had disclosed their legacies.

Pirate treasure is also what Kevin needs right now. After all, if he wants to overturn this world, he has a lot to prepare.

A few minutes later, a shadow clone of Kevin emerged from the restroom and leisurely returned to his booth.

Another five minutes later, his original body, having changed his hairstyle, donned another outfit, and worn a mask, walked out of the dance hall.

Before long, a yellow cloud descended from the night sky into a corner of the street, before lifting a figure into the air and heading towards the depths of the West Sea.

The speed of flying was much faster than that of sailing ships; in just a few hours, two boxes filled with gold, silver, and jewels were brought back and hidden by Kevin.

Indeed, the mafia guys are much wealthier than pirates.

During his two years as an executioner in the West Sea, Kevin had done a lot of such things, but before today, due to the lack of a Flying Nimbus, it usually took a long time to retrieve these treasures.

"Still far from enough..."

Kevin sighed. There are still two years left, and research certainly requires more than just money.

...