Animal Protection Association, Sand Crocodile?

Austin had his own methods for dealing with people,

especially tough nuts like this.

Ever since his first year, he had never intended to use forceful methods. After all, from Rocks all the way to those brats of the New Era,

none of those who had truly made a name for themselves on the seas, especially those with Conqueror's Haki, could ever be subdued through force.

Even if Austin used cruel punishments and tortured them relentlessly, it would probably be useless. They would only see it as a trial of their will and grit their teeth even harder,

and by the end of it, they might even awaken Conqueror's Haki.

But what if he took a different approach?

The reason these monsters were so unyielding was, on one hand, because their wills were genuinely firm, and on the other, because they had dreams.

These people, who were as powerful as gods in the eyes of ordinary people, all pursued fame and fortune to some extent.

Having grown accustomed to standing at such heights, forming their own forces and leading underlings to conquer the world had become part of their lives.

Crocodile might have looked like she did not care about anything,

but whether it was Baroque Works, which she had founded, or her rage after Buggy became one of the Four Emperors,

both showed that she cared deeply about her pride.

So Austin came up with a good method.

He would not come at her hard. Instead, he would start soft and exploit the weaknesses in human psychology.

The faint smile on Austin's calm face, the way he opened the cell door and walked in before slowly reaching for Crocodile,

that deliberately slowed movement undoubtedly prolonged the torment.

Then, when Crocodile was tightly seized by Austin and could not break