Chapter 329: You Want to Go Back to Spy?

In the Flower Capital, at the General's Mansion, the training ground.

Seeing the flying cape that Saint Saint Saiwen offered, Jin felt a hint of regret for the first time about eating the Devil Fruit.

To hide his identity, Jin wore a mask to conceal his face year-round and ate the Zoan-type Dragon-Dragon Fruit, Ancient Model: Pteranodon, to mask the wings on his back.

This granted him flight and a boost to his physique, increasing his strength slightly.

However, the sole flying advantage of the Pteranodon form, in the face of a flying cape... made him look very foolish.

You must know, over these years the Beasts Pirates had found quite a few powerful Devil Fruits.

Such as Yamato, who, due to hunger, accidentally ate the Mink-Mink Fruit, Mythical Model: Inu Inu no Mi, Model: Okuchi no Makami.

Jin had just wanted to refuse, but Saint Saint Saiwen cut him off.

"Abel, with a flying cape, you can at least save some stamina."

"In a battle between strong ones, whoever exhausts their strength first is done for."

When Old Garp nuked Hive Island, if his stamina had matched his consumption, the Blackbeard Pirates members, including Kuzan, would absolutely not have been able to hold Garp.

"Master Saint Saint Saiwen... it is too precious." How could Jin not want to equip the flying cape.

Compared to the Vinsmoke family's floating boots that require energy to drive, the flying cape has no consumption at all, completely unlike a miracle that should exist in the human world.

No wonder all the Morning Star Pirates officers possess the ability to fly.

"Take it, get used to how to use it as soon as possible."

Saint Saint Saiwen was not short on points at all: "When we charge towards Mary Geoise in the future, there will be no time for you to adapt."

The obsession in his heart to destroy the World Government made Jin finally choose to accept the flying cape, and a wave of warmth flashed through his heart.

Is this the trust between one's own kind?

How wonderful!

Clearly the Beasts Pirates and the Morning Star Pirates were enemies, clearly he was Kaido's right-hand man, yet Saint Saint Saiwen simply gifted him such a precious flying cape.

In this moment, the few remaining bits of steadfastness in Jin's heart instantly collapsed; he could not help but wish to immediately return to Onigashima and tell Boss Kaido sorry.

Boss, I am going to the Morning Star Pirates!

And when Katakuri and Barrett walked past with their arms around each other's shoulders, Jin's eyes, covered by his mask, instantly displayed a dazzling array of colors.

Katakuri of the Big Mom Pirates, he actually joined the Morning Star Pirates too?

As the number two of a Yonko-level pirate crew, if Katakuri could break away from the Whole Cake Island to join the Morning Star Pirates, then as the number two of the Beasts Pirates, he certainly could too.

It's just that, if Kaido had not saved him back then, Jin might still be imprisoned by the World Government at this moment.

Or already dead.

On one side was Boss Kaido who had saved his life, on the other were his own people determined to avenge the Lunarian race; Jin's heart was deeply trapped in struggle.

After a long time.

When Jin realized that the Morning Star Pirates could do without him, but the Beasts Pirates could not do without him,

if even he chose to leave the Beasts Pirates, how heartbroken would Boss Kaido be at that time.

"Master Saint Saint Saiwen, I will return first."

Jin cupped his fist in salute, left a sentence, and then flew high into the sky without looking back.

It was only because Jin knew better than anyone that staying in Inazuma for one more minute meant one more minute of wavering.

If he stayed any longer, he feared he would truly leave the Beasts Pirates and join the Morning Star Pirates without hesitation; it was better to go back first to calm down.

Watching Jin disappear into the horizon, Saint Saint Saiwen felt no loss in his heart; instead, he approved even more.

What Saint Saint Saiwen approved of was never Jin's strength or bloodline, but this character of not betraying past kindness.

On the Grand Line, those who know gratitude are already few and far between; there are far more ungrateful scoundrels, countless as fish crossing a river.

Right, Marshall D. Teach.

Barrett suddenly said a sentence.

"I thought you could keep Jin here; I didn't expect the infamous Scorching Calamity Jin to be a high-level pirate who is Heavy on Emotion."

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled with great gratification.

"Yes."

Even a battle maniac like Barrett now believes in the theory of high-level pirates; this sea is becoming more and more interesting.

"Big Brother Barrett, I am going to Alabasta recently; remember to urge the soldiers to practice diligently."

"We don't have much time left."

Realizing he could finally kill without any restraint, a bloodthirsty smile lingered on Barrett's lips.

"Finally decided?"

"Rest assured, with me and Brother Katakuri here."

After giving some further instructions, Saint Saint Saiwen had just returned to the Administration Hall when he bumped straight into Shanks, who was full of heavy thoughts.

"Saint Saint Saiwen, I want to go home for a while."

"Go home?"

Regarding Shanks returning to Mary Geoise, Saint Saint Saiwen, possessing the God's Eye View, naturally knew the reason why.

"You want to go back to spy?"

"Eh?" Shanks said in surprise: "How did you know? Did Benn Beckman tell you?"

Saint Saint Saiwen did not directly stop him.

"Rather than returning to Mary Geoise to gather information, it is better to ask me directly; besides not being sure what the face under Imu's black robe looks like, I even know the color of the Five Elders' underwear."

"Im... who is Imu?" Shanks was even more confused.

Saint Saint Saiwen spread his hands: "You don't even know who Imu is, and you are preparing to go back to spy?"

Brother, if it weren't for me, you would have lost your fifth sister forever.

"Let's go, talk in my office."

The two sat down one after another, and Saint Saint Saiwen spoke slowly.

"Eight hundred years ago, twenty kings jointly established the World Government and built an empty Wang Zuo."

"This symbolizes the equal oath sworn between the twenty nations; twenty weapons are planted around the empty Wang Zuo, nominally refusing anyone to hold sole royal power, embodying the concept that the Five Elders jointly wield world power."

"But—"

"One of the twenty founders of the World Government, Saint Imu of the Neron family, has been sitting on the empty Wang Zuo for many years."

"Imu is the King of the World hidden behind the Five Elders, the true mastermind of the World Government."

"Whether it be the Five Elders, your father Saint Garling, or your brother Xia Mu, they are all merely puppets controlled by Imu."

"These puppets simply possess self-awareness."

Under Shanks' shocked and stunned gaze, Saint Saint Saiwen rolled up his sleeve to reveal the tattoo on his left arm.

"See, Imu controls the Five Elders and the God Knights through these contracts."

"Mine is the most basic Shallow Sea Contract; your father and your brother have the second-tier Deep Sea Contract; the Five Elders have the highest-tier Abyss Contract."

"With the Shallow Sea Contract, as long as one is far enough from Imu, one is completely free from his control and domination."

"As for the Deep Sea and Abyss contracts, once signed, no matter where one is, Imu can possess and dominate one's will at any time."

"Of course, there are not a few benefits."

"After signing the Deep Sea or Abyss contracts, one will obtain so-called immortality; only Conqueror's Haki-wrapped attacks can kill."

Having spoken, Saint Saint Saiwen smiled and looked at Shanks.

"Are you still planning to go back as a spy?"

Shanks' throat moved; his face turned deathly pale while cold sweat broke out densely on his forehead.

"Saint Saint Saiwen... will you also be controlled by Imu?"

"Guess?" Saint Saint Saiwen pulled his sleeve down: "I can't tell you yet."