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Sengoku Chapter 113 Harley
🕑 Added 2025-09-23 11:36:08 +0000 UTCAfter Loki left with Bazel, a gentle breeze rustled the tree canopy higher up.
It revealed Harald's large, scarred face, lost in thought.
"My King, is this really appropriate? Letting Loki bring a human to this place."
Harald shook his head, "Don't go around talking about this matter. He seems to have noticed something, otherwise he wouldn't have had that expression."
"The truth of that year has been buried for too long. I've always been curious about what the World Government is hiding."
"Why is it that after just a few hundred years, the outside world has completely forgotten about the Sun God Nika?"
"Even the legends and stories related to him are rarely heard. I occasionally inquire with learned scholars among humans during my campaigns."
"But the answers I get are all negative."
Another breeze blew, suppressing Harald's thoughts. He rubbed his bald head and looked up at the increasingly clear, bright sky.
"It's truly beautiful, this world.”
…
Warrior's Spring, Owl Library.
Loki suddenly stopped outside the huge treehouse, his expression conflicted.
"Alright, I'd better not go in here. Aniki, you are a guest of the Giant Tribe, Bibrow won't make things difficult for you."
"Then I'll trouble you to wait for me for a moment."
As his words fell, Bazel stepped into the library and was astonished by the vast array of books.
He had originally thought there wouldn't be many books in the library.
After all, Saul hadn't brought back the books from Ohara yet, but the reality surprised Bazel.
The books here were not only huge but also numerous.
They ranged from topics like ‘Postnatal Care for Sows’ to miscellaneous studies like ‘100 Questions on Nautical Knowledge’.
"Coo~"
Bazel looked up and saw a giant owl standing on a wooden shelf, curiously looking back at him.
"Ara, a rare guest~"
"This is Chief Librarian Biblo. He's been in this library for several centuries now. He's an owl with special abilities."
"Hello."
Bazel instinctively greeted it.
Ripley, with her hot figure, wearing a crop top and short skirt, walked over holding a few books.
An intriguing tattoo extended from her left forehead all the way down to her left ankle.
"Aren't you a pirate? Are pirates actually interested in studying?"
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ripley. I occasionally come here to help Chief Librarian Biblo clean up and maintain the place."
"Bazel."
After a simple self-introduction, Bazel smiled and replied:
"Who says pirates don't need to study? Fighting is a field of knowledge."
"If you know the vulnerable parts of the human body, you can strike enemies more efficiently. Besides, nautical knowledge is also a very deep field of study."
"So, are you here to learn about nautical knowledge?" Ripley asked curiously.
"No, I'm here to borrow an ancient book called 'Harley'." Bazel replied truthfully.
"Because I'm interested in the past, I learned some things about Harley from Loki."
Before Ripley could respond, the previously lethargic owl suddenly flew down from the shelf, grabbed a book from the bookcase, placed it on the table, and then stared at Bazel.
"Is this... an invitation for me to go over?" Bazel asked curiously.
Ripley nodded, her gaze at Bazel becoming somewhat strange, "Perhaps because he's getting older, the Chief Librarian rarely flies anymore. I didn't expect him to actively fetch Harley for you."
Bazel used Geppo to quickly jump onto the desk and began flipping through the ancient book named Harley.
The giant owl didn't leave but instead tilted its head, continuously observing Bazel.
"Chief Librarian Biblo~""
Ripley approached the owl and asked quietly, "Is he special? Why do you keep staring at him?"
“Coo~”
The owl let out a cry that was difficult to interpret.
Ripley scratched her head, "This is really puzzling. If only I could understand owl calls. I'll just assume Bazel is special for now."
As she spoke, Ripley sat down behind Bazel and began explaining the origins of the book ‘Halley’.
"This is a very old book. Many of the myths in Elbaf were created based on the things recorded in this book."
"But the Giants' comprehension abilities are limited. They only interpret the Sun God through the parts they can understand."
"The warriors of Elbaf all believe in their own understood version of the Sun God, which has led to the existence of many different versions of the Sun God legend in Elbaf."
"That's perfectly normal."
Bazel responded to Ripley without looking up from the book.
"Thousands of people, thousands of faces. Even the best chef can't satisfy everyone's taste buds. The same goes for knowledge."
"Everyone has different understandings, so naturally, different Sun Gods are born."
"The Sun God who destroys the world, the Sun God who incites war, the Sun God who brings glory, the Sun God who liberates…"
"And precisely because of this, this legend is so rich and colorful."
Ripley smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's a very cool thing."
Ripley wasn't annoyed when she didn’t receive a response from Bazel. She propped her head up with one hand, and then along with the owl, she watched the man who was concentrating on his reading.
Bazel, however, had no spare attention for other matters.
After personally reading Harley, Bazel felt increasingly astonished.
It was different from what was recorded in the manga.
The three stories accompanied by murals were much richer.
Although many were phrases difficult to understand, by combining them with the contents of his memory, Bazel still gleaned much useful information.
Such as the definition of the world.
Assigning right or wrong to the war eight hundred years ago holds no meaning now.
Joy Boy's ideal kingdom ultimately never became reality. No one can definitively say whether that fantasy nation, untested by time and human nature, would have been good or bad.
If Joy Boy had won instead of Imu, perhaps eight hundred years later, today, books would be filled with critiques or praises of the Kingdom of Equality.
Looking at the world from a god's perspective, the world dominated by Imu, while chaotic, found a form of order within that chaos.
Even if this order is the terrible privilege-based order with Celestial Dragons at the top, it's still better than having nothing at all.
Bazel cannot fully endorse Joy Boy's ideal.
What a completely equal world would bring, no one knows.
The world he experienced before his transmigration was unequal, let alone the One Piece World after transmigrating.
In the era before his transmigration, only relative equality could be achieved.
Coming here, can he expect to achieve complete equality?
Taking a step back, even if theoretical complete equality were achieved…
Would fists still be necessary?
Would firearms and cannons still be necessary?
If yes, would they then become the culprits that break complete equality?
If not.
Once ill-intentioned villains secretly master the power to break equality, should the other side just wait idly for death, waiting for justice to descend and judge the unfair treatment?
The saying remains the same.
Cannons can be left unused, but they cannot not exist.
Otherwise, Bazel wouldn't call his justice ‘Hero's Justice’…
But rather ‘Justice of Equality’ or ‘Justice of Fairness’.
Without power, what would a hero use to execute justice?
Using the power of speech to verbally destroy enemies, making them die of shame?
Closing Harley, Bazel let out a long sigh.
"It seems you've gained quite a bit?"
‘Hm?’
Noticing his body being picked up and held by a pair of hands, Bazel was stunned.
He turned to look at Ripley.
"What are you doing?"
"Well, you humans are just too adorable~"
Ripley giggled, poking Bazel lightly with her finger.
"From our giants' perspective, you're just so cute it's almost unfair."
"Before, I thought it was strange that Gerd liked humans, but now it seems this hobby isn't so strange after all~"
Bazel looked at her with half-lidded eyes.
‘Why does I have the illusion that Toki is about to be NTR’d?’
‘Did this female giant take a liking to me?’
"Please respect my gender."
Bazel swatted away the female giant's fingers fiddling with his belt, "I am human, a human with a sense of morality. How could I possibly let you take off my clothes for research, you idiot!"
"Tch, what a pity. I'm really interested in biology, you know."
