Chapter 109 The Five Elders’ Determination To Kill Carlos!

Mariejois, Pangaea Castle.

The remaining Five Elders sat on the sofa, occasionally glancing at Saturn, who was speaking on the phone in the corner of the grand hall.

"Look at him. He seems a bit unwilling," one of them remarked.

"Hmph, let's not even talk about it," another Elder grumbled. "With such a disgraceful event happening, I feel humiliated."

"Regardless of the reasons, Carlos cannot simply eliminate three CP0 members! Does he even acknowledge the World Government anymore? It's lawless!"

The bearded Elder sighed heavily.

"The Revolutionary Army, the Dragon Pirates, and the Whitebeard Pirates... none of them are threats we can ignore," he said gravely. "For now, we still need Marine's power. We haven't completely severed ties with them, so there's still room for negotiation."

"We just need to remove Carlos. Once he's out of the way, Marine will remain under our control. Offering him the title of Celestial Dragon in exchange for the Marine Marshal's position is quite a deal for him," another Elder added.

The Elder holding the First Generation Kitetsu scowled and said coldly:

"If Marine had followed our instructions back then and mobilized an army to the New World, the Dragon Pirates would never have grown so strong. And the Heavenly Tribute wouldn't have been stolen!"

At the mention of the Heavenly Tribute, the faces of the others darkened instantly, as though they had just swallowed something foul.

"We dispatched troops, even the Knights of God, and managed to suppress the rebellion and recover the Heavenly Tribute, only to have it intercepted by Kaido on the way. Damn it!" one of them cursed.

"If not for Aokiji and Kizaru, the Red Hair Pirates would have taken back the 200 billion beli."

"Aokiji aside—he's an undercover agent for the Dragon Pirates. He didn't know about Shanks' involvement. But Kizaru? Why did he get involved? Why did he come to the New World without orders?"

"Are you suggesting this was all part of Carlos' plan?" one Elder asked.

The short, blond-haired Elder nodded.

"Besides us, only Marine knew the route for escorting the Heavenly Tribute. Carlos is the Marine Marshal. He's not without suspicion. I suspect he may have secretly formed some sort of agreement with Kaido."

"If that's true, it explains why he's confident enough to challenge us."

"I've also heard he recently formed an organization completely under his command," the blond Elder added. "This man's ambition is no small thing. Sooner or later, he'll turn on us."

The short blond Elder glanced at Saturn, still on the phone.

"This is his last chance," he said darkly.

"To become a Celestial Dragon, to join the gods. Wealth, status, power—he can have it all. Even if his ambitions are great, he should be satisfied."

"If he pledges his loyalty to the Celestial Dragons, there's even a chance he could one day join the Five Elders. But if he continues to defy us…"

His voice grew cold.

"…we'll have to eliminate him, completely."

....

A few minutes later, Saturn finished the call and walked back towards the group, a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"How did it go?" one of the Elders asked.

"Carlos agreed to become a Celestial Dragon," Saturn said, "but he refused to come to Mariejois for the ceremony and also refused to step down as Marine Marshal."

The Five Elders frowned.

Mariejois, the Holy Land, stood at the top of the Red Line. As the gods of the world, the Celestial Dragons had ruled from this lofty position for generations.

It symbolized the ultimate power and status—like gods looking down on all living beings from the heavens.

Countless people across the world dreamed of joining their ranks.

To maintain their dominance, the Celestial Dragons occasionally recruited extraordinary individuals from the outside world. However, in the last eight hundred years, only a few had risen to become Celestial Dragons.

Those selected either possessed immense strength or had made extraordinary contributions to the World Government.

Each induction ceremony was a grand event, with leaders from the various Celestial Dragon families present. If a particular individual caught their eye, they might extend an olive branch and invite them into the family.

The Elder holding the First Generation Kitetsu, shouted coldly:

"You want to become a Celestial Dragon, yet you're greedy for power and refuse to resign as Marine Marshal? Are you joking?"

The others were equally furious.

"Do you expect us and the clan leaders to stoop down to Marineford for him? Does this kid really think of himself as important?"

"Haha, if we don't elevate him, who is he?"

"Whether it's the CP0 or the Marine Marshal, they're just our pets. How dare he put on such a show?"

"Thankfully, we've been kind to him. He's acting like an ungrateful wolf!"

"It seems winning him over is no longer feasible. We need to consider other options."

Saturn suddenly spoke up.

"Wait a minute. The ceremony will proceed as planned."

"Since he doesn't know what's good for him, there's nothing more to discuss. Let's send the Knights of God and eliminate this arrogant boy at Marineford!"

As soon as he said this, another Elder interjected.

"Do you really want to do it at Marine headquarters? That might not be wise."

"And his strength… after all, he's the one who defeated Hawkeye. Killing him won't be easy."

Saturn continued to sneer, as if he had everything under control.

"It doesn't matter. When the time comes, we'll remove all outsiders under the pretense of protecting the Celestial Dragons. Besides, what if they find out? Do they dare to openly rebel?"

"Carlos is indeed very strong, so I plan to deploy five members of the Knights of God, ten CP0 agents, and five thousand guards."

"No matter what, this hidden danger must be dealt with once and for all!"

At Marineford,

There was a heavy silence in the Marshal's office.

Carlos hung up the phone and couldn't help but laugh when he looked at those around him.

Ain swallowed nervously. Even though he had just overheard the conversation, he couldn't resist asking:

"Hey, Carlos, is this true? The Five Elders really want to make you a Celestial Dragon?"

"What? Is there a problem with that?" Carlos replied.

"Oh my God! These are the world's nobles—the Celestial Dragons!"

Everyone else looked equally shocked.

Even Akainu, usually stern-faced, nodded slightly.

He understood the weight of those three words better than anyone else.

Even if he was regarded as a great Marine Admiral, there were times he felt powerless.

In the past, when Sengoku was still Marine Marshal, he, Aokiji, and Kizaru often escorted the Celestial Dragons.

To be honest, though it felt unjust, there was nothing they could do.

According to Carlos, the Celestial Dragons were not all that noble; they were merely descendants of the twenty kings who founded the World Government.

Carlos scoffed at the notion of nobility based on lineage. He believed that "princes, generals, and prime ministers would rather have blood."

Did they expect him to give up his position as Marshal? Absolutely impossible.

His agreement with Sartan was merely a strategy to gain more power and status.

"So, have you decided to accept it?" Ain asked.

"Yes, I agreed. In five days, representatives from the World Government will come here for the ceremony."

"Really? It's a shame we can't witness it," Momousagi said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. But her expression shifted to excitement. "But it's fine! You've become a world noble, and we might be able to benefit from that!"

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