Chapter 252: How Terrifying

After bidding farewell to Dragon, the Red Count, Ivankov, and others, Saint Saint Saiwen jumped straight into the sea to leave, preparing to swim all the way from White Soil Island to Fish-Man Island.

This would allow him to familiarize himself with the deep-sea environment while also exercising his body through swimming.

After the World Conference, Saint Saint Saiwen hardly trained at all, focusing all his energy on simulating the Demon Power.

His current strength had hit a bottleneck; aside from the quality of his Conqueror's Haki which could still be improved, it was better to deepen his understanding of the Demon Power to better handle Imu's Black Turn Domination in the future.

On the shore of White Soil Island, Ivankov and others watched Saint Saint Saiwen disappear and couldn't help but sigh.

"To be able to swim... it's truly wonderful."

Among the Revolutionary Army commanders, Dragon, Ivankov, and Crow are all Devil Fruit users, unable to make large-scale contact with seawater, let alone enter the deep sea to operate.

Seeing Saint Saint Saiwen so free and unrestrained, longing naturally showed on their faces.

People are just like that; for things they once possessed and then lost, and which they cannot obtain no matter what, their hearts desire them the most.

Seeing this, the Red Count immediately became even more determined never to eat a Devil Fruit.

If he were a Devil Fruit user, how could he have escaped Impel Down and left via the deep sea not long ago?

He would probably have been modified by the World Government by now.

He is already over fifty years old and long accustomed to a fighting style without Devil Fruits; rashly eating one would only affect his combat performance.

Luo Jie and Garp didn't eat Devil Fruits.

Then he, Barolick, won't eat one either.

Whitebeard and Shiki ate them; they are just the low-level pirates the Captain speaks of.

As for the Captain... he ate two Devil Fruits, so he barely counts as a high-level pirate.

Because he joined the Morning Star Group, the Red Count is the only one in the Revolutionary Army who knows the true identity of Sangoma Habayi, the Old Master.

Through understanding the situation on the Grand Line over these past few days.

The Red Count had to admit that Captain Saint Saint Saiwen far surpasses us old remnants of a bygone era.

Luo Jie just suffered the disadvantage of dying young.

Otherwise, given the relationship between Luo Jie and Captain Saint Saint Saiwen, a pure gold ring would certainly not be lacking.

Luo Jie, possessing a pure gold ring, would not only be free from the torment of illness but would instead remain permanently at his peak.

What a pity; fate plays tricks on people.

By the time the Captain's name soared and spread across the seas, the grass on Luo Jie's grave was already two zhang high.

Perhaps this is Saint Saint Saiwen's greatest regret.

And since the Captain concealed his identity to join the Revolutionary Army, the Red Count indirectly learned the Captain's ultimate intention: to overthrow the World Government.

If it wasn't to overthrow the World Government, why bother joining the Revolutionary Army?

Through contact over this period, the Red Count discovered that Captain Saint Saint Saiwen is not the type to flip the table and go public with the World Government on a whim.

The Captain is the type who plans before acting, good at hiding his strength, and extremely fond of sneaky little silver coins.

Such a fellow makes it impossible to feel any desire to rebel.

That guy Shiki rebuilding the Flying Pirates must also be at the Captain's instruction, dispersing the Morning Star Group's forces into small units.

Thereby lowering the World Government's guard.

Only twenty years of age, yet possessing strength and a mind unmatched by his years.

"What a terrifying fellow."

New World, Punk Hazard.

In Bege's laboratory, Kizaru stared at the fax sent by the World Government and muttered unconsciously: "How terrifying."

"Sakazuki and Saint Garin went out together and couldn't catch him, yet they want me to?"

"As expected, I am born to be a hard worker."

Being the laziest form of Justice yet eating the fastest Devil Fruit is indeed somewhat ironic.

Kizaru thought for a moment and dialed Sakazuki's phone.

"Moxi Moxi."

"How strong is the Blackbeard Pirates? How could they escape from your hands?"

Kizaru simply didn't believe it: that Blackbeard would be the second Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, able to go toe-to-toe with Sakazuki and fight to a standstill just after setting sail.

If all new pirates were like this, he might as well resign from the Navy and join the Morning Star Group directly.

Hearing the inquiry, the Den Den Mushi's face fell.

"I... let my guard down, I never expected three pirates of the Blackbeard Pirates to have one fly away directly while the other two abandoned the ship to escape."

Blackbeard's escape was viewed by Akainu as a humiliation.

No wonder Blackbeard is a small pirate; couldn't he learn from the Morning Star Group?

Why run!

If you have the guts, fight the Navy head-on!

Kizaru pressed his lips together, never having thought that this was the reason Blackbeard escaped; no wonder the Five Elders specifically commissioned the Shichibukai Tiger to assist.

Tiger and Jinbe are among the top experts of the Fish-Man race; with these two Fish-Man experts present, capturing Blackbeard shouldn't be difficult.

"Don't rush to depart yet," Akainu continued speaking. "I will arrive at Punk Hazard shortly to relieve you."

Akainu believed: he must have been blind to the situation, leading to a judgment error and allowing Blackbeard to escape.

Now that the World Government has re-commissioned Kizaru, he will take this opportunity to come to Bege's location to receive treatment and can temporarily protect Bege.

"Good, I'll wait for you."

Almost at the same time, Fish-Man Island.

After Tiger became a Shichibukai, Neptune of the Ryugu Kingdom of Fish-Man Island specifically designated a base for Tiger.

Inside the headquarters of the base, Tiger handed the fax sent by the World Government to Jinbe.

"Because of Arlong, the Navy failed to capture Blackbeard. Now the Five Elders have ordered me to cooperate with Admiral Kizaru to capture Blackbeard again."

"Jinbe, what do you think?"

Jinbe glanced over it briefly.

"Ask the Captain?"

Even though Jinbe looked down on Arlong, Arlong was after all a companion grown up in Fish-Man District.

Catching him was not an option, nor was not catching him.

If caught, Arlong would surely be imprisoned in Impel Down, but if not caught, the Warlord position still held some use for Fish-Man Island. It was best to ask the Captain about this matter.

"The Captain will arrive at Fish-Man Island in three days."

"Why so slow?"

Jinbe knew that with Miss Jin Ni and Mr. Bartholomew Kuma in the Morning Star Group, the Captain could reach any area almost at any time.

"The Captain swam over from the deep sea."

Jinbe: "..."

So willful. Is this the demeanor of a strong person?

Clearly possessing a method to arrive at any time, yet deliberately choosing the slowest and most arduous way.

Or perhaps the Captain was simply too bored and thought of this method to pass the time?

It couldn't possibly be to pass the time, could it?

"By the way, I heard the Captain say that the World Government and the Navy intend to conscript Fish-Man soldiers,

The Captain has ordered us to negotiate with King Neptune and Queen Otohime as soon as possible, and to propose conditions to the World Government to guarantee the interests of Fish-Man soldiers and the Fish-Man race."

"Originally, Admiral Sakazuki was to represent the Navy in these negotiations, but the Five Elders rejected it."

"The Captain will be fully responsible for this negotiation."

Jinbe grinned.

"This Celestial Dragon identity is truly useful. If it is the Captain coming, then it will be easy to handle."

But Tiger shook his head.

"The conditions proposed cannot be too excessive. If Fish-Man Island's demands are too excessive, the Captain might be exposed."

"Let us go see King Neptune first. Lying in bed pretending to be ill for so long must be quite tiring."