Chapter 11 Water 7

"Rear Admiral, the procedures still need to be completed." Although Magellan didn't like Shiryu, he couldn't let him leave without proper documentation.

"Oh, got it."

Dylan pulled out his phone bug.

"Marshal? It's Dylan."

Sengoku's voice came from the phone bug, which transformed into glasses: "What's wrong? There won't be a fight so soon, right?"

"Am I such a guy in the Marshal's mind?" Dylan teased for a while and then addressed the topic directly: "I need to transfer Impel Down's warden Shiryu to the G5 base. I have already communicated with him and Director Magellan."

"Shiryu... Dylan, Shiryu is not an ordinary swordsman. I hope you can suppress him and not let him be controlled by the desire to kill."

Sengoku pointed out the problem bluntly and didn't care whether Shiryu himself was around.

"Of course, Marshal. Unless he becomes more powerful than me one day. Otherwise, he will always be Marine's sharp sword."

"I believe in you, Dylan."

As the phone call ended, Dylan looked up at Magellan, who nodded silently, and then turned his gaze to Shiryu, who towered over him.

"You have the chance to challenge me once a year. If you win, I will let you go free, and you can even take my life. If you lose, you must obey all my orders unconditionally for the next year. Do you agree?"

"It's quite straightforward... Huh..." Shiryu exhaled a puff of smoke. "But... I accept it! With a strong man like you, my sword will not be lonely."

Exiting the gate of Impel Down, Dylan glanced at the sky and said to Shiryu, "For now, head to the G5 base. I have to step out for a while."

Dylan glanced back at the bottomless prison before transforming into lightning and disappearing. Shiryu grinned at Magellan before boarding the departing warship.

Watching the two depart, Magellan frowned.

Marineford.

Training  grounds.

"Take this punch!"

"Ha!"

Bell-mère sparred with a middle-aged Marine, both covered in armament Haki. Dylan sat on a bench outside the court, observing their exchange.

"You've been in East Blue for so many years. Why are you only thinking about training her now?."

Aokiji strolled over to Dylan, carrying a recliner under his arm.

Dylan looked at Aokiji, who had collapsed onto the recliner, and couldn't help but complain.

"Seems like except for Akainu, everyone in Marine is lazy as hell."thought Dylan

"By the way, there's a case over there in Water 7... You go check it out on my behalf and don't cause any trouble."Aokiji mumbled before pulling down his blindfold to block the sun.

"Water 7!?" Dylan frowned, pondering for a moment. "Tom's trial?"

"Ah! You're aware of it? I have to step out for a while, So I will be leaving the Water 7 affairs to you."

Aokiji had become lazy and decadent since the Ohara incident. In his early years, he also believed in "bloody justice," but after witnessing Akainu attacking Marines and civilians for missions, he began to doubt Marine's "justice." He no longer cared about many things, except for a certain loli.

"Okay, I also want to meet the guy who built Roger's ship... But Kuzan, if I encounter something that goes against 'justice,' how should I deal with it?" Dylan asked casually, observing Bell-mère spar on the field.

Aokiji's originally limp body stiffened. "Is it contrary to 'justice'? This question has been bothering me for many years. Why don't you give me the answer?"

"Understood." Dylan stood up and shook out his cloak.

In the school field, Bell-mère saw Dylan getting up, stopped sparring, and his figure turned into a shadow, approaching Dylan.

"You have a good grasp of 'shaving'," Dylan observed Bell-mère, who resembled a delinquent girl. "Your Haki has also made some progress. You still have two months, and you will report to the G5 base in two months."

"Yes, sir." Bell-mère saluted seriously at first, then added with a smile, "It's really serious, Rear Admiral Dylan, but... when will the salary be paid? I almost have no money to buy cigarettes~"

Dylan turned to look at Aokiji, who was sitting on the recliner. "Hey, Kuzan! We're all your subordinates. It shouldn't be a problem to give salary in advance, right?"

Aokiji hesitated. "Ah...don't you have any money? I know that although you distributed most of the loot from the pirate eradication in East Blue to the poor, the rest is definitely an astronomical figure, right!?"

Dylan spread his hands. "That's right, but... I don't have it with me. I'll have to send someone back to pick it up after G5 is built. So, you bastard, aren't you going to pay wages to your lovely subordinates?"

Seeing Bell-mère's expectant gaze, Aokiji didn't react for a while. "That's not the case... it's just..."

"Go to the Internal Affairs Office and collect 100,000 beli," Dylan instructed Bell-mère. "Tell them it was Admiral Kuzan who advanced your salary!"

"Yes!" Bell-mère dashed off in a flash, three minutes faster than before.

"Hey, hey!" Aokiji scratched his head. "This way... ah... forget it, I don't have many people here anyway... just do whatever you want."

A smile appeared on Dylan's lips. "Then I'll go over there, Kuzan. If I encounter any trouble on the way to pursue 'justice,' you have to help me share some of it."

"I know, I know," Aokiji waved his hand in the air, seeming very impatient.

After Dylan's presence disappeared, Aokiji muttered to himself, "Is there a different kind of 'justice'? What will it be like?"

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Water 7.

The famous shipbuilding holy land, in addition to "Pluton," one of the Three Ancient Weapons, it also built the "Oro Jackson," the vehicle of Pirate King Gol D. Roger, and the "Thousand Sunny" of the future king, Luffy.

In the sky, Dylan looked down at the "Sea Train" whizzing past the sea and couldn't help but praise it.

"A wonderful invention."

On the sea not far away, a judicial ship was parked on the sea.

One with purple hair. The guy with an ugly and weird face is holding a phone bug in his hand.

Contemporary CP5 captain—Spandam.

"Pluton!?"

"Yes, it is the 'Lost Ancient Weapon.' The blueprint should still be in the hands of someone in the Water 7, most likely Tom. After all, he built the 'Oro Jackson' for Roger. After this task is completed, you can be promoted to CP0 in advance."

"C...CP0!!!???"

Spandam, holding the phone bug, was shaking with excitement.

"That's CP0!!"

"Damn it, that old man, his crimes will be offset in three days!"

"Damn it! Damn it! You must not miss this opportunity!" Dylan was suspended in mid-air, watching Spandam's every move.

A unique training method from Sky Island, Observation Haki's "Heart Network," allows him to perceive every move and even the inner thoughts of a creature weaker than him without any obstacles.

"His agreement with the 'World Government' cannot be broken, but... we absolutely cannot just let him return to his free status..."

Spandam rolled his eyes and thought of the two children beside Tom.

"Hehe... Hehehe... Since the crime of building the 'Oro Jackson' is going to be offset, then... I will add one more crime to you!"

Dylan looked coldly at Spandam who was smiling sinisterly in the cabin, took out the phone bug from his arms, and passed the recording to Aokiji.

After receiving the recording, the other end of the phone fell silent, and then closed silently.

"What are you gonna do about this Aokiji"thought Dylan

The "Ohara Buster Call" was initiated by Spandam's father, Spandain, and it had something to do with Aokiji.

Dylan put the phone bug back in his arms and slowly rose towards the clouds high in the sky.

"Spandam... you can be considered one of the few top bastards in the world."

Dylan's eyes narrowed slightly, then opened suddenly.

Countless lightning flashes emerged from around his body, and the already overcast weather instantly became more oppressive.

"Ha~~~?"

Spandam pushed open the hatch and looked at the thunderclouds rolling overhead.

"Does the paradise also have such weather?"

"Sir, something is not right." A CP5 member walked to the cabin door: "This is not an ordinary weather change."

"What's the meaning!?"

Spandam looked around and asked, "What do you mean by unusual weather changes?"

"Maybe... some kind of creature is controlling the weather. I think we should leave this sea area as soon as possible."

"Leave!???"Spandam screamed.

"Leave?"

A voice appeared on the deck: "Where are we going?"

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