One Piece: So What If I Sin, Lie, and Lust? I'm Still a Good Marine Chapter 797: Volume 4 – Chapter 316: Pirate King

Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

Admiral's Office.

The air was thick with tension.

“What did you say? The world's second most wanted criminal?”

Staring at the panicked ssenger who had just barged in, Sengoku and Garp both felt a wave of unease tightening in their chests.

“What happened?”

According to the ssenger, the one causing a stir this ti wasn’t Daren—that brat known as the “world's most wanted criminal”—but soone called the “world's second most wanted criminal”...

But co on, who would even call themselves sothing as la as “the world’s second most wanted criminal”?

If they had to guess—based purely on bounty rankings—then the only person beneath Daren with the next-highest price on his head was...

Sengoku and Garp’s hearts suddenly pounded in unison.

Their breathing quickened.

An overwhelming aura erupted unconsciously from their bodies.

The pressure hit like a wall.

The ssenger nearly collapsed as he stamred,

“I-It’s Roger!”

“The Roger Pirates have reached the Final Island! They completed an unprecedented voyage—they circumnavigated the entire world!”

The mont the words were spoken, it was like thunder crashing down inside the Admiral’s office.

Garp and Sengoku froze, eyes wide in disbelief.

Silence.

An eerie, deathlike stillness filled the room.

The two stood there motionless, like statues drained of all spirit.

Until—

“This... how is this possible...”

Sengoku collapsed backward into his chair, voice hollow, eyes vacant.

“Roger... actually found that legendary island?”

A dread unlike anything he’d ever felt surged through him, and even his powerful hands trembled uncontrollably.

If Roger had really made it to the Final Island…

Then that ant he’d discovered the truths buried deep in the sands of ti.

“Damn it!”

Garp suddenly shouted, fists clenched, eyes blazing with fury as he stord toward Sengoku.

“It’s all your fault!”

He slamd his fist down on Sengoku’s desk, shattering it into pieces.

“We were that close!”

“Sengoku! I was just one step away from arresting Roger!”

His voice was hoarse with rage, and his bloodshot eyes flared with frustration.

The poor ssenger trembled, barely daring to breathe.

Sengoku opened his mouth, trying to find a response—any response—but in the end, he just stood there red-faced and silent.

He hadn’t seen this coming.

No one could’ve.

Roger had held all the Poneglyphs for ages, but there had never been any sign or hint.

Sengoku had left Garp in charge of watching him.

And yes, there had been several chances to corner Roger—but Garp had let him slip away each ti.

The one ti Sengoku had forcibly recalled Garp to headquarters...

And this is what happened?

The thought that he could have stopped Roger from reaching the Final Island made Sengoku want to punch himself.

“Has the news gotten out?”

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and looked up at the ssenger.

Under Sengoku’s stern and oppressive glare, the ssenger stamred nervously,

“Y-Yes, Admiral Sengoku. The information has already started circulating in the underground world.”

“According to the latest intel, spearheaded by the World Economic News Agency, more than thirty news outlets across the globe are preparing to publish the story. Newspapers are being mass-printed… It’s estimated that in less than half a day, this news will spread worldwide!”

Sengoku’s eyelids twitched furiously.

“What about our military intelligence personnel!?” he roared.

“Why didn’t they intercept the leak?”

The ssenger, trembling, replied,

“Due to the downsizing of the intelligence network, our agents in the underground weren’t able to intercept it in ti.”

“Damn it! Why was the intelligence network downsized?” Sengoku demanded.

The ssenger looked like he was about to burst into tears, his whole body shaking.

“It was your order… to scale back the intelligence network to reduce military spending.”

“…”

Sengoku’s vision dimd.

His face froze for a mont.

Then—

“What the hell is the CP departnt doing!?”

“This is a critical situation—how can they just sit by and do nothing!?”

The ssenger responded cautiously,

“The governnt’s response is… they’ve been busy tracking the North Blue fleet and Rogers Daren.”

Sengoku fell silent.

He clutched his chest, overwheld with frustration.

While that bastard Daren stirred up a global war, Roger used the distraction to seize a golden opportunity!

“Admiral Sengoku, there’s one more thing,” the ssenger said, steeling himself.

“Speak!” Sengoku snapped through gritted teeth.

“Gol D. Roger has discovered the legendary ‘Final Island’ and completed a full voyage around the world… It’s caused a massive uproar and sent shockwaves through the pirate world.”

“Now, the entire world is calling him…”

The ssenger took a deep breath, his voice filled with awe.

“The man who has ascended the Pirate King’s throne!”

...

The New World.

A massive pirate ship, as grand as a white whale, lay still across the open sea. The pirate flag bearing a white mustache and curved blade flapped violently in the wind, radiating overwhelming Haki.

This was the Moby Dick, flagship of the Whitebeard Pirates.

“Oyaji! Sothing huge just happened!”

Marco swooped down from the sky in a panic, folding his fiery blue phoenix wings as he landed. Shocked, he held out a newspaper.

“That guy Roger… he really did it!”

“He completed the great adventure he always talked about, found the final island, and nad it ‘Laugh Tale’!”

As soon as he spoke, a wave of commotion swept across the deck.

Everyone stared at the newspaper in stunned silence. The headline featured a joint bounty issued by the World Governnt and Marine Headquarters, printed clearly for all to see.

The bounty amount was staggering—so much so that Marco and the others gasped involuntarily.

“Pirate King” Gol D. Roger,

Dead or Alive,

Bounty: 5,564,800,000 Belly!

“5.5 billion Belly!!”

“Unbelievable!”

“That’s a record-breaking bounty! Over a billion more than Oyaji!”

“It’s even higher than that Rogers Daren guy!”

“Which ans… there must be so incredible treasure or secret hidden on Laugh Tale!”

...

Exclamations echoed across the deck of the Moby Dick.

But no one noticed—as he read the contents of the paper,

Whitebeard Edward Newgate, Roger’s lifelong rival, showed no hint of shock or rage.

He turned away, gazing out across the endless ocean, a look of deep emotion on his face.

A warm, genuine smile slowly crept across his lips.

Congratulations, Roger.

…

That day, a monuntal piece of news shook the entire world.

The Roger Pirates, led by Gol D. Roger, had conquered the Grand Line and completed its legendary journey.

From that day forward, he was acknowledged as the great pirate who possessed wealth, fa, and power—the one who obtained the mythical treasure known as “ONE PIECE.”

And so, the world honored him as...

“The Pirate King”!