Chapter 41: Ohara Buster Call (Part 2)

In the Western Sea, on the surging, turbulent surface of the waves.

The Donghai Dihuang's speed suddenly dropped. Saint Saint Saiwen stretched, having supplied power to the ship for half a day, yet his body felt no fatigue whatsoever.

Recovery +50%, truly defying heaven.

He even had a feeling: from now on, even if he slept only two and a half hours a day on the ship, he would not feel sleepy.

Spending ten thousand points was worth it!

Seeing Mihawk and Ichiyama sitting in the open-air banquet hall, Captain Saint Saint Saiwen's eyes lit up, and he began to PUA the crew members.

"Ichiyama, do you believe that in this world, there are people who have their lives taken away simply because they announced their names?"

Ichiyama turned his head, his cloudy eyes seeming to want to see the expression on Saint Saint Saiwen's face: "Since you say so, it must be true."

"Sigh." Saint Saint Saiwen acted out a sigh.

"You should have answered—I don't believe it. Otherwise, what I'm about to say next will lack any sense of achievement."

Mihawk, also sitting in the open-air banquet hall, suddenly felt this scene was somewhat familiar.

It seemed that two years ago, Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen had used a similar method: first whetting the appetite, then telling secrets, followed by tempting with fine food and wine, and finally inviting them aboard.

Oh no, the captain has set a trap.

Mihawk clenched his fist without showing emotion: After docking, I must find a chance to measure the captain's two years of cultivation results.

Otherwise, I absolutely won't be able to sleep tonight.

Ichiyama shook his head and smiled: "I don't believe it."

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled and gave a thumbs-up, expressing appreciation for Ichiyama's cooperation.

"About eighty years ago, two brothers were strolling when they encountered World Government agents. When asked their names, the moment the older brother spoke his name, the agent shot him in the head."

"The younger brother, to save his life, lied and claimed he was only the older brother's friend, and thus survived."

"From that day on, the younger brother realized that a huge, unknown darkness existed in this world. Guess what the younger brother discovered later?"

Having experienced the previous setup, Ichiyama casually spoke up to cooperate with the question: "What did he discover?"

Saint Saint Saiwen put his hands in his pockets.

"The younger brother discovered that eight hundred years ago, at the very beginning of the World Government's establishment, there was a hundred-year history that was unknown, artificially deleted, and blank."

"That was a history written by the victors, with the voices of the defeated being extremely faint, concerning the establishment of the World Government and the disappearance of the Ancient Kingdom, buried on the Final Island."

"As for the truth of history..."

In the expectant gazes of the two, Saint Saint Saiwen played coy: "Now is not yet the time to reveal the truth."

Without waiting for the two to react, Saint Saint Saiwen continued speaking.

"Our destination, Ohara, is precisely the location of the younger brother in that story, Dr. Clover D. Clover, who is now eighty-five years old."

"If my guess is correct, the Buster Call fleet, specifically launched by the World Government to exterminate the Ohara scholars, should have already arrived."

Hearing the words "Buster Call," Mihawk's face grew serious.

Douglas Barrett, a former member of Roger's pirate crew known as the Demon's Descendant, was captured by the Navy's Buster Call exactly one year ago.

He is still imprisoned in Impel Down.

Ichiyama suddenly stood up: "Mr. Saint Saint Saiwen, does the World Government intend to erase Ohara? Then we must speed up."

Saint Saint Saiwen spread his hands, looking slightly helpless.

"Mr. Ichiyama, that is a Buster Call."

"It is a Buster Call composed of five Navy Headquarters Vice Admirals, ten warships, and over ten thousand fully armed Navy soldiers and CP agents."

"And us."

"You, me, and Mi-san... just three people."

"Just Navy Headquarters Vice Admirals Sakazuki and Kuzan possess Admiral-level strength, far beyond what the three of us can withstand."

"Moreover, there are three more Headquarters Vice Admirals and over ten thousand fully armed soldiers."

"How can we fight with our heads?"

Ichiyama walked over quickly, grabbing Saint Saint Saiwen's arm: "Captain Saint Saint Saiwen, if we cannot even save the scholars of Ohara, how can we talk about changing the world?"

"Please, speed up." Ichiyama bowed deeply.

"I beg you!"

Seeing that Ichiyama was about to kneel, Saint Saint Saiwen hurriedly stopped him: "Please don't do that, I will speed up."

Accompanied by the surge of electricity flowing into the electric drive, the Donghai Dihuang's speed skyrocketed.

Although the training was extremely successful, Saint Saint Saiwen felt no sense of achievement: At seventeen, he was about to face Sakazuki, the Navy's strongest combat power, for the next twenty-plus years.

Simply too thrilling.

Damn it, was it easy for me to find a crew member?

Spending money and risking my life.

The sea wind howled past. Ichiyama stood at the bow, his cape fluttering in the wind behind him. Although no characters were embroidered on the cape, Saint Saint Saiwen saw the most blazing Justice.

Two years ago, when Saint Saint Saiwen wanted to come to Ohara, it was only to witness the event and conveniently take the books from the Tree of Knowledge to move them to the Sky Island's Lei Shen Palace.

When inviting Ichiyama aboard at Twin Snake Island, Saint Saint Saiwen had his own plan—

Ichiyama has a gentle and straightforward personality with an extremely strong sense of Justice. Saint Saint Saiwen hoped that after witnessing the Ohara Buster Call, Ichiyama would become completely disillusioned with the Navy.

To lay the groundwork for inviting Ichiyama aboard in the future.

You must know, Ichiyama is a user of the Heavy-Heavy Fruit, a being who can summon meteors at will, and also possesses the Gambler's Flame, one of the twelve Supreme Grade Blades.

Such a powerful crew member, how could one miss out?

If Ichiyama accepts the invitation to join the ship, the Morning Star Pirates will possess three Emperor-level powerhouses, three Supreme Grade Blades, and three Great Swordsmen...

Looking across the entire sea, a pirate crew with such a configuration is as unique as a scorpion's turd.

Now it seems, the wish has indeed been granted.

It even went a bit too far.

"Two Admirals, truly a headache."

Akainu and Aokiji are not like Kizaru, who uphold an ambiguous justice; Aokiji believes in hot-blooded justice, while Akainu holds fast to absolute justice, wishing to kill every pirate.

After the Buster Call on Ohara.

Having witnessed Akainu bomb the refugee ship, Aokiji's belief in hot-blooded justice slowly transformed into lazy justice.

And the Buster Call on Ohara was the peak deployment of naval forces in history.

It was clearly aimed at destroying a nation.

Standing at the bow of the ship with a desolate silhouette, he silently thought: Sorry for coercing you in this manner.

Across the entire sea, pirates daring to draw swords against the Navy are as numerous as carp crossing a river, countless in number.

But like this now—

Facing two Navy Admiral-level combatants, three Navy Headquarters Vice Admirals, and over ten thousand fully armed Marines, yet still daring to draw swords against the cannon fire, I have never seen nor heard of such pirates before in my life.

But today, I have seen them.

Captain Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, joining hands to draw swords today, I will surely not betray you for the rest of my life.

A smile spread across Ichi's lips; he suddenly felt some regret: If only these eyes hadn't closed.

On the Ohara coast, ten Navy warships unleashed full firepower, their cannon fire plowing across the entire island.

"Vice Admiral Sakazuki, there is a refugee ship to the southwest. Should we... should we... fire?"

Sakazuki's expression darkened.

"Fire!"

To eliminate the threat completely, Sakazuki did not hesitate to order: Bombard the ship carrying Ohara refugees.

Putting the facts aside, this is hard to evaluate.

If Ohara scholars had luckily escaped on the refugee ship and the World Government later learned of it, it would only cause greater casualties.

But whether scholars were on the refugee ship cannot be verified after the Navy sank the vessel.

However, this scene of the Navy bombarding the refugee ship cracked a wound in someone's heart that would be difficult to heal.

On Ohara Island.

Navy Vice Admiral Kuzan, gazing at the refugee ship sunk by the Navy, felt the hot blood burning within him seem to freeze at this very moment, becoming no longer fervent, just like the frozen giant Saulo.

Just as Kuzan was about to speak, red-black Haki like lightning suddenly tore through the sky.

The red sails on the sea surface came into view; Kuzan sighed and sat down heavily.

"We arrived too late."