Chapter 82: New Political Ideas!
Sitting cross-legged on the warm yellow sand, Ryuunosuke looked calm and ready to listen.
"Bro," Sabo began, glancing at him seriously, "you're strong now, right?"
"I heard from the leader that you actually escaped from Vice Admiral Garp and Admiral Kuzan of the Navy Headquarters."
"With that kind of power... if you could just—"
"If you joined the Revolutionary Army, it would be a huge boost, right?"
Before Sabo could finish, Ryuunosuke cut him off sharply.
"You already know my answer, don't you?"
Sabo looked at him expectantly. If he could use his relationship with Ryuunosuke to bring him—and maybe even Ace and Luffy—into the Revolutionary Army, it would massively strengthen their forces. With that kind of support, the movement could gain real momentum.
"I'm not interested," Ryuunosuke said flatly, raising a hand to shut him down.
He had no intention of joining the Revolutionary Army.
After all, he was aiming to lead the Dragon Hunter Pirates to the very top of the world.
Why the hell would he serve someone else's cause?
On top of that, the Revolutionary Army operated in the shadows. Ryuunosuke needed fame, a lot of it, to grow stronger and draw more powerful crewmates. Sneaking around wouldn't get him the reputation points he needed.
"Save it," Ryuunosuke cut in again. "It's not just me. Go ask Ace. Hell, even ask the dumbass Luffy. None of us would say yes."
People like them—who carried the Conqueror's Haki—had unshakable wills and personal dreams. They wouldn't kneel to anyone. Even Ace, who served under Whitebeard, did so out of love and family, not submission. Garp, for all his faults, stayed with the Navy because he believed in his own kind of justice.
No matter who Sabo asked, the answer would be the same: No.
"Tch... I figured it wouldn't be that easy," Sabo sighed. Then his eyes lit up with curiosity. "By the way, big bro, what's the deal with your Dragon Hunter Pirates? Where the hell did you find so many monsters?"
He gave up on the pitch for now. Better to keep the relationship strong—if the Revolutionary Army ever got into deep shit, maybe Ryuunosuke and his crew wouldn't stand by and watch.
Besides, Sabo truly valued their bond.
"They're my crew. My partners," Ryuunosuke replied, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "As for where I found them..."
He trailed off intentionally, letting the suspense hang.
Nearby, Hawkins perked up, clearly curious too. The longer he stayed with the Dragon Hunter Pirates, the more he realized how terrifyingly strong Najenda and the others were. It made him question his own standing. Once a proud Supernova and captain, Hawkins was now just a regular crew member—maybe slightly above a deckhand.
"Same way I got Hawkins," Ryuunosuke said with a grin. "They were all drawn in by my overwhelming charm."
Sabo stared at him, speechless.
Ryuunosuke's confidence was off the charts—and somehow, it always felt legit. That was the crazy part.
"Alright, alright... help a little brother out, will you?" Sabo tried again. "You know how desperate things are for us right now. We need fighters—people who'll stand up to the World Government without hesitation."
He wasn't giving up. Even if Ryuunosuke wouldn't join, maybe he'd lend a hand.
"I'm not sure I can help in the way you're hoping," Ryuunosuke said, shrugging. "What you guys really need isn't brute strength. It's leadership—real management talent."
Sabo paused, thinking it over.
That... actually made a lot of sense.
Right now, the Revolutionary Army was still in its infancy. Everything they were doing was uncharted territory. They were fumbling around in the dark, making mistakes, then correcting them. That kind of process was slow and painful.
They needed structure. Guidance. A system.
"Wait... Bro Ryuunosuke—don't tell me... you're actually gonna join us?" Sabo's eyes lit up.
"I—no, no. Absolutely not," Ryuunosuke waved him off, deadpan. "But I can give you something better."
He leaned back and pulled out a thick notebook.
"I'll give you a full action plan. A political system—one that's been tested and improved over generations."
Sabo's hopeful excitement froze.
He blinked as Ryuunosuke began scribbling furiously into the notebook.
One by one, he wrote down concepts and ideas from all the political textbooks he'd studied back in his past life—elementary school to university. Things like "Ideology and Morality," "Political Science," "Ethics and Law"... anything he could remember, he jotted down.
What he was giving Sabo wasn't just some half-baked theory. It was a blueprint forged from centuries of blood, reform, and progress—straight out of his old world.
Compared to the One Piece world's political mess? This was revolutionary.
"Bro Ryuunosuke... you came up with all this?" Sabo asked in disbelief, flipping through the pages.
The content stunned him.
It talked about abolishing aristocracy. Implementing democratic elections for rulers—chosen by the people. Systems of accountability and oversight. Even the king wouldn't be exempt from checks and balances.
It was bold. Radical.
It shattered everything the current world structure was built on.
"This... this is too much," Sabo muttered. "You're talking about stripping nobles of their power. Rewriting the system. If we push for this, we'll face even more resistance."
He hesitated. The ideas were incredible. Revolutionary, even.
But the risks? Also massive.
As someone born a noble, Sabo understood how much power they held. To challenge them this directly... it would be war on another level.
Still, he couldn't deny it—Ryuunosuke's plan lit a fire in him.
"Yeah," Ryuunosuke said casually, "but if you're gonna change the world, you better be ready to shake it from the damn roots."
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