However, before Byron awoke to the memories of his past life, a deep obsession had once risen from the depths of his heart:
"If I ever had the chance to start over,
I would run, jump, swim, and adventure freely,
To see the glaciers, deserts, auroras, the vast forests, and the endless seas of this world...
If I could die amidst the raging waves one day, that would be the perfect redemption for me (Chapter 2)!"
Determined to become a free Pirate King, he had never willingly accepted such forced arrangements.
Raising the [Thorned Rose] in his hand, he pulled the trigger at the Grand Judge standing on the opposite side of the clock face.
BANG! BANG!
The bullets, which should have been unerringly accurate, instead passed through the other party's body like a phantom, causing no harm.
That Grand Judge seemed as if he didn't exist in this world at all.
He calmly adjusted his robe, disdainful of Byron's 'death throes,' and sneered, "It's useless.
