Chapter 429: Come Be My Adjutant

In the sky of the Holy Land Sky City stands the Moon-Grasping Platform.

The Moon-Grasping Platform pierces the clouds, the tallest structure in the entire Sky City.

Saint Saint Saiwen sat alone on the Moon-Grasping Platform.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he opened the trading platform again to see which unlucky kids had accepted Warhammer Girl's invitation.

【Sheep-Catching Robot: 50,000 Points. Seller's note: Watch the prices on your listings in the future; we have plenty of doggy tycoons here.】

【Exquisite Crab Patty: 10,000 Points. Seller's note: Just mention the name of the Pirate Usurer King directly; almost forgot, you're a doggy tycoon too.】

【Gnosis (Lightning): 1,000,000 Points. Seller's note: Pirate Usurer King, big brother has been kneeling on the washboard for seven years...】

【Reverse Harem Technique: 100,000 Points. Seller's note: Twelve Talismans user, MCU user, LOL user—besides these three unlucky kids, who else clicked agree?】

【Gnosis (Grass): 1,000,000 Points. Seller's note: Also Giants user, Blue Planet user, Fullmetal Alchemist user, Blue Fatso user.】

【Otokonoko Senzu Bean: 100,000 Points. Seller's note: Summary: seven unlucky kids clicked agree in total.】

【World Rune Sorcery: 100,000,000 Points. Seller's note: Who is the unlucky kid?】

Just as Saint Saint Saiwen was enjoying the drama, he suddenly saw the World Rune Fragment, and an idea popped into his mind.

Placing the Sorcery Rune Fragment in the Warhammer world should qualify it as a top-tier psychic artifact.

He didn't know if it would be useful against the Four Little Chaos Peddlers.

As a Creation-tier Origin, the World Rune is a native magic fragment from the moment of creation.

It is the condensed form of Runeterra's physical laws and magical essence, once used to create worlds, and capable of easily destroying planets, rewriting reality, and reshaping laws.

Pity, the price is 100,000,000 Points.

Saint Saint Saiwen would need to sell 110 pure gold rings; even selling ten per month, it would take a full year to save enough.

Moreover, all supernatural powers in the Warhammer world are infiltrated, monitored, and corroded by the Warp.

Wielding a rune to release massive energy in the Warhammer world is equivalent to lighting a supernova beacon in the Warp, absolutely guaranteeing immediate attention from the Gods of Wisdom.

"These are too far away."

Saint Saint Saiwen put aside his lofty ambitions; he hadn't even resolved Imu yet, so thinking about these things was unrealistic.

However, he could prepare early.

According to the invitation Warhammer Girl issued not long ago, it seems that once one reaches a certain level of strength, one can invite users from other worlds.

Saint Saint Saiwen certainly would not go to the Warhammer world.

That broken place is no fit for humans.

Unless one day Saint Saint Saiwen is fortunate enough to ascend to the Immortal Realm and cultivate into a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, only then would he consider liberating the suffering Warhammer humans.

Before that, it is better for Saint Saint Saiwen to stay honest and humble in the Pirate world.

The outside is simply too dangerous.

Saint Saint Saiwen calmed his mind and continued to hone his swordsmanship.

With the Horse Talisman and pure gold, he had no need to worry about time or lifespan limits; he could wait until he saved enough points to consider buying the Elixir of Life or the Dog Talisman.

In essence, pure gold ultimately freezes life at the moment the wearer dons the Pure Gold Demon.

For Saint Saint Saiwen, if he wishes to continue raising his power ceiling, he cannot wear pure gold indefinitely.

The best choice is undoubtedly the Dog Talisman.

However, after the lesson of the Pig Talisman, the Twelve Talismans user would likely not list the Dog Talisman.

Furthermore, judging by the Twelve Talismans user's willingness to rent the Horse Talisman to Saint Saint Saiwen in exchange for pure gold rings, that fellow likely has not yet obtained the Dog Talisman.

And with pure gold serving as a mountain of points, Saint Saint Saiwen felt extremely confident about the future.

A life with cheats is just that unreasonable.

North Blue Sea, Luburnil Province.

Luburnil Province, formerly the Kingdom of Luburnil, is the hometown of the famous explorer Noland; the North Blue branch venue of the first Wu Dou Tournament was established here.

Admiral Aokiji, as the Navy's North Blue commander, stood guard at the Wu Dou Tournament site.

Aokiji was recently in great distress.

Among the Navy's high command.

Sakazuki has an adjutant named Rosward, Garp has an adjutant named Bogart, Akainu has an adjutant named T-Bone, and Kizaru has an adjutant named the eighteen-year-old Sentomaru.

Only Aokiji, whose two chosen adjutants in succession—Enel and Smoker—were both assigned to garrison the Loguetown branch in the East Blue.

For Aokiji, this was sheer torture.

You see, a capable adjutant can shoulder the vast majority of tedious administrative duties for an Admiral.

Military dispatches, document approvals, personnel coordination, logistics planning, and so on; every single matter can be handled with perfect order.

Allowing the Admiral to avoid being trapped in trivial paperwork and focus his energy on more meaningful matters.

One could say an adjutant is the Admiral's hands and feet, eyes and ears, truly the right arm and left hand.

All the high command have them, yet he does not.

It is not that Aokiji's requirements for an adjutant are too high, but rather that several successive adjutants were simply not satisfactory.

Previously, he chose Enel and Smoker precisely because they shared his interests; not only could they talk, but they could also get along like friends.

Yet such a simple request.

Aokiji searched within the Navy for years; even as his direct superior changed from the World Government to the United Kingdom, Aokiji still could not find one.

At this moment, Vergo, who had accompanied him, handed over the compiled list to Aokiji.

"Mr. Kuzan, the people on this list are all of pure stock and talented; they are worthy of vigorous cultivation."

Aokiji had just taken the list and glanced at it twice when he suddenly realized something, immediately looking at Vergo with shining eyes.

"Vergo, if I recall correctly, before you followed Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, you should have been in the Navy?"

As the saying goes, far away at the edge of the sky, yet right before one's eyes.

As an official dispatched by the Home Office of the United Kingdom to assist Kuzan with Northern Sea affairs, Vergo's capabilities were undoubtedly beyond question.

Secondly, being a former Marine, he possessed a relatively deep understanding of internal Marine affairs.

Moreover, Vergo had served as a mole within the Morning Star Group and the Beasts Group for years; to have infiltrated Kaido's ranks and become the one known as Drought, his mental fortitude and depth of endurance were far beyond those of ordinary men.

Was this not the adjutant he had been searching for so desperately?

"Yes, Mr. Kuzan."

Vergo displayed a brilliant smile.

"If it weren't for Fleet Admiral Sengoku calling up the troops, I would still be serving in the Marines. Of course, there is nothing wrong with being a Marine, but for me, following Saint Saint Saint Saiwen offers a much broader horizon."

Kuzan couldn't help but laugh.

"Your legendary experiences over these years could indeed be written into a book."

Having spoken, Kuzan extended a sincere invitation.

"Vergo, come serve as my adjutant?"

Upon hearing these words, Vergo's entire head buzzed; he even subconsciously thought: After all that undercover work, had he simply returned to the Marines?

"This... this... this..."

Kuzan thought Vergo was hesitating.

"Whether it is the Marines or the Home Office, isn't it all serving the United Kingdom? Think it over carefully; my door is always open for you."

"Very well." Vergo nodded.

In reality, Vergo's heart was deeply moved.

Although the Marines now fell under the banner of the United Kingdom, they were ultimately remnants of the former World Government, and inevitably, some within the ranks harbored divided loyalties and wavered.

As the Captain's most loyal subordinate,

Vergo believed: he had both the responsibility and the duty to infiltrate the internal structure of the Marines, keep a tight watch on the movements of this faction, purge potential hidden threats, and firmly control the Marines for the Captain.

However, he must first inform the Captain.