The Tragedy of a Lone Wolf

Redfield died, ultimately at Vidal's hands, which meant that if he hadn't secretly left behind an heir, the Patrick clan would be completely extinct. Vidal had actually considered whether he could spare Redfield's life, because in terms of how the diary had helped him, the Patrick clan was not only not his enemy, but rather a benefactor; it had taught him many things he 'shouldn't' know.

Unfortunately, this "Red the Aloof's" Innate Observation Haki ability is too formidable. He absolutely does not want someone who can not only know what he is thinking at any time, but also read his past memories to continue living in this world.

Vidal had previously suspected that Redfield was imprisoned in Impel Down because his past was exposed, but now, thinking about it again, it's more likely that the World Government discovered his special ability to read people's memories.

There's a saying that goes, "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Although Redfield possesses top-tier abilities, he is aloof and powerless. To the government, isn't he just a "common man"?

If he didn't have this ability, Vidal might have been able to generously forgive Redfield, letting him sleep soundly in Level 6 of Impel Down for a few years before releasing him to talk to him and see if he could be of any use to him.

After all, as Patrick clan, his existence is a sin to the World Government, an identity from which there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation. Based on the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my ally, it is not impossible for him to join forces with me. After all, he is a top-tier combatant.

That's why Vidal felt it was such a pity, but no matter how much it was a pity, he had to kill him, and he had to kill him immediately, lest things get complicated!

After killing Redfield, he immediately created two Wood Clones. One clone held up 'Red the Aloof,' whose heart had been pierced by Shigan and was already lifeless. The other clone picked up Sakazuki, who was lying unconscious on the ground. It seems that Redfield's last three desperate punches had indeed given him a good beating.

Vidal sighed and walked towards Borsalino, who was lying on the wooden plank groaning in pain. "Get up, Monkey. The battle is over. It's time to go back."

"Ouch-- I, my ribs are broken, I can't get up, it hurts so much!" Borsalino's face was pale, he clutched his chest and rolled around on the ground, cold sweat pouring out of his forehead.

"Then you can rest here for a bit. I'll report to the Fleet Admiral first." Vidal's eyes darted around, and with a light laugh, he turned to leave. This made Borsalino anxious; even his mouth stopped twisting, and he gritted his teeth, shouting, "No! Don't go!"

"Treat my hissing first—the treatment report won't take much longer!"

"But I just fought the Red Count all night, and I'm out of Photosynthetic Energy. I see the sun is already rising, and I'll replenish my energy and heal you as soon as it's almost fully up," Vidal said with a smile, looking at the sunrise that was just a third of the way up the horizon.

"What do you need the sun for? Isn't my flash good enough? You're sucking mine up!" Borsalino urged anxiously.

"But don't you dislike being sucked by me?" Vidal walked over, squatted down, and asked knowingly.

No, no!

Borsalino shook his head frantically, reaching out to grab Vidal's leg. "I like it! I like being sucked by you, okay? Come on, suck me, Brother Vidal!" he said, enduring the excruciating pain as he transformed into a flash of light, looking at Vidal pitifully.

"Alright then, since you put it that way," Vidal nodded, placing his right hand on his right shoulder and activating Photosynthesis to inhale deeply. As he inhaled, he asked, "By the way, from now on I'll call you Monkey. Any objections?"

"Uh, that doesn't sound good," Borsalino shook his head instinctively, but immediately felt Vidal's hand leave, no longer drawing him in. This wouldn't do!

"Alright, alright, from now on you'll call me Monkey. From now on I'm Monkey. If you call me by my name again, I'll get mad at you!" Borsalino panicked. He had been teasing Sakazuki with Vidal before, and now it was his turn to be teased.

This is the benefit of having healing abilities; if you don't want to suffer in a critical moment, you have to obediently listen!

"Ha ha!"

Vidal was amused, throwing his head back and letting out a hearty laugh. He then stopped joking and released green Photosynthetic Energy to rapidly restore Borsalino's health.

"Well--"

As soon as the Photosynthetic Energy entered his body, the warmth, comfort, and rapid reduction of the excruciating pain caused Borsalino to involuntarily let out a soft moan.

"So comfortable"

About ten minutes later, Borsalino, his face flushed, let out a long sigh of relief, grabbed Vidal's hand, stood up, and exclaimed, "Your Devil Fruit ability is amazing!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm actually envious of your lightning speed. Next time I need your help, you'd better come right away, otherwise I won't be responsible if you get hurt." Vidal scoffed and let go of him, then took Sakazuki from the Wood Clone, and carried him as he flew towards the warship where Kong was using Geppo.

Now that I've decided to treat these friends with sincerity, when I return wounded, I should personally lead them along; how can I rely on someone else to Wood Clone?

Although it may seem like mere formalism, sometimes this kind of formalism is very important! For example, the ashes of a comrade-in-arms cannot be placed in a machine or mailed over; they must be handed over to the parents by an active-duty soldier.

"Congratulations on personally defeating 'Red the Aloof', whose bounty is 1.34 billion Beli!" Kong had been waiting on the deck for a long time, with Vice Admiral Amyz and other naval officers standing in formation behind him.

The sailors gazed at these three exceptionally tall naval rookies with admiration and awe. The names of Vidal, Borsalino, and Sakazuki were already deeply etched in their hearts; everyone knew that these three would surely become high-ranking figures in the navy in the future.

"Fleet Admiral, please don't say that. We just got lucky. You're the one who defeated Redfield!" Vidal said with a wry smile, supporting Sakazuki.

No, it's you all.

Kong shook his head. He no longer needed this credit; on the contrary, it was an extremely important asset for Vidal and the other two to advance their careers.

"But the fact that you killed him is indeed beyond my expectations."

Just as Vidal was looking gratefully into the air, preparing to express his thanks, he immediately revealed the reason he had prepared beforehand. "This Red Count cornered me several times. In the end, I was blinded by rage and, without thinking, I pierced his heart."

"It's nothing, I was just asking." Kong didn't care. After all, Redfield wasn't a power user, and locking him up would only be a waste of space and food. If he died, so be it.

This is the cruelty of the world. No matter how powerful you are in life, you are worthless after death. This made Vidal feel relieved. After all, it was indeed a taboo for him to kill the defeated great pirate without asking the officials present.

Fortunately, neither Redfield's special abilities nor his surname or background have been revealed, and from the outside world's perspective, this Red Count is of very low value.

The tragedy of an extremely aloof lone wolf is that no one paid attention to him in life, and no one cared about him after his death. Just as Garp commented on him in the future, he was a man who was not good enough to leave his name in the era!