Vidal's Grand Reception! (Bonus chapter 9 for alliance leader Zangjing Laozu)

Redfield didn't let Borsalino off the hook. His purple umbrella drew a graceful diagonal line in front of him, instantly severing the incoming lightsaber. Seeing the situation was bad, Borsalino quickly transformed into a flash of light to try to dodge.

This time, Red Count maximized his sword-wielding speed, which was at the level of Great Swordsman. Combined with the mind-reading and prediction effects of his Observation Haki, he swung his sword in the direction Borsalino was about to dodge, accurately striking the flashing Borsalino.

Despite the excruciating pain, Borsalino regained his human form, but a long wound appeared on his front, gushing blood that mingled with the wind and rain. He rolled on the ground a few times before collapsing in the distance, covered in blood.

In less than a minute, Vidal, Sakazuki, and Borsalino were all severely injured, while they had not caused any damage to Redfield at all.

"No matter how good your abilities, how strong your aptitude, or how high your potential, before you grow up, you're ultimately just a weakling on the high seas, not worth mentioning." Redfield, carrying a purple umbrella, tidied his somewhat disheveled white hair and slowly walked towards Vidal lay in a pool of blood.

"It's over, you little tree-planting brat."

But he had only gone halfway when he suddenly stopped and looked in one direction with a serious expression.

[Boom--]

The sky, already clouded by Redfield's Conqueror's Haki, was suddenly stimulated by another extremely domineering force, and boiled over completely, turning into a pool of black water that looked like boiling water.

The scarlet Inazuma was no longer the only one; streaks of dark red Inazuma appeared in the wind and rain, vying with it. Two semi-transparent auras raged and struggled in the arena, and the Red Count's eyes revealed an unprecedented deep fear.

"This is a big problem."

But at that moment, the purple umbrella in his hand burst forth with a scarlet blade of light, slashing towards Vidal on the ground.

"Kill this brat first, then find a chance to escape!" [Whoosh!]

A massive black tree, uprooted and accompanied by a deafening whooshing sound, shot out from the depths of the Tree World and crashed violently into the flashing blade. In the end, the red light dissipated in the rain, and the tree, having shed its black color, turned into fragments of broken branches that fell around Vidal.

This displeased Redfield, but he composed himself and calmly looked at the newcomer. "I never expected that a dignified Fleet Admiral would personally come to rescue these brats. I thought it would be Sengoku the Buddha."

He didn't specifically target Vidal because he didn't want the navy or the government to investigate Vidal and his secrets too much.

"I'd like to ask, what grudge do you have against Vidal, and why are you so persistent in pursuing a junior?"

Kong, whose muscles were far more exaggerated than those of Sakazuki and Vidal, Kong, wearing a large Justice Coat, stepping on the rain-cooled lava.

"Sleep Ancient Town is my hometown, don't you think?" Redfield sneered. "If Bundy Byrnndi World hadn't gone to Impel Down, I would have killed him long ago, but this brat won't be so lucky!"

He directly attributed the grievance to his hometown being used as a battlefield and destroyed, a quick and ingenious solution he came up with in a moment of desperation. What else could he have said?

Just because he didn't like someone on the road, he chased Vidal for dozens of kilometers?

Don't be ridiculous. This is treating the man in front of you, who has been Fleet Admiral for decades, like a fool. If he really said that, then you're the fool!

"I see." This reasoning did indeed make Kong seem reasonable.

Although pirates yearn for freedom, many also have a strong attachment to their hometowns. When they grow old from their adventures, they choose to return to their hometowns and become ordinary people who are not ordinary people.

For example, Whitebeard Newgate, the "Whitebeard," consistently used his "earned" wealth to help his home island escape poverty. What if someone were to start a fight there one day and destroy half the island?

Although Vidal later made efforts to restore the environment of Sleep Ancient Town, not only creating a lake for them, but also increasing the green area.

"That's understandable, but attacking the Navy is a serious crime, and besides, you're a wanted man, so arresting you isn't a problem for me." Kong cracked his knuckles, stretching his muscles, and chuckled mockingly, "I've already had Impel Down's Level 6 prepare a room for you. You'll run into quite a few old acquaintances there. Why don't you take a look!"

"I don't have any old acquaintances. Since you're here, I'll take my leave. But in the coming days, your navy had better keep an eye on this kid. I'll find a chance to come back." Redfield said coldly, then turned to leave.

But Kong didn't want him to leave like that.

Are you kidding me? You came all this way just to say a few words and that's it?

"You can't leave now; this place is already surrounded. You'd better stay!"

Redfield stopped in his tracks, frowned, and released his Observation Haki. Sure enough, he discovered that ten warships had arrived outside, completely surrounding the area.

"Red Count, both G-2 and G-8 branches have been mobilized for you. That's quite a show of force. How can you just leave like this?" Kong over step by step.

"Hmph, I think it's because this tree-planting brat named Vidal has a powerful background—a disciple of Sengoku the Buddha. Now it seems I underestimated the value of that identity within the Navy."

Even knowing he was completely surrounded by the fleet, and even with Fleet Admiral standing in front of him, Redfield remained unfazed, calmly watching Vidal.

"Haha!" Kong laughed loudly, "You think this kid is just a disciple of the Sengoku?"

"Let me tell you, this kid is the son of Vice Admiral Cornell, the former commander of the G-8 Branch. He's also the top graduate of the first Zephyr Special Training Camp. His eldest adopted son is about to become that bastard Garp's disciple, and his two younger sons are Zephyr's disciples. Even Tsuru is willing to take action for him!"

"Most importantly, he will undoubtedly be one of our navy's future top combat forces!" Kong asked rhetorically, "Now do you think he deserves such a large-scale protection operation?"

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Redfield stood there expressionless, but his shock was beyond measure. How could he know any of this? He had no power of his own, he was all alone, and his intelligence sources were basically from newspapers. But these things weren't mentioned in the World Economy News Paper!

"Now that you know everything you need to know, let's begin." But as he spoke, Kong bent down, grabbed the nearly lifeless Vidal, and forcefully hurled him into the air behind him, leaving the still somewhat conscious Vidal bewildered.

Flying through the air, he had only one thought.

"What's going on? Wasn't Fleet Admiral Kong to rescue him? Why is he throwing himself like this? I'll be dead the moment I land!"

[Bang!]

Suddenly, he found himself being embraced by a warm chest. He squinted and tried to see, and through the blur, he realized it was Vice Admiral Dewitt.

"Quick! Go and call the doctor!"

"Yes!"

It seemed they were back on the deck of the warship. Hearing the chaotic sounds around him, Vidal opened his blood-stained mouth and uttered a hoarse sentence.

Give me Green Beans and water.