"Today, Avalo Pizarro will be released."
Zefa watched Shiryu head deeper into Infinite Hell. He withdrew his gaze, then turned to Rosen, his expression somewhat complicated.
According to his original plan, Rosen would not face Avalo Pizarro—the monster known as the "Tyrant King"—until at least the twenty-eighth day after entering Impel Down.
But now?
The rapid admiral training plan he had devised had been forcibly revised several times because it could not keep up with Rosen's growth.
Only half a month had passed, yet Rosen was already about to face Avalo Pizarro—and not in a one-on-one fight.
The so-called Tyrant King was merely one piece of material among the prisoner lineup meant to aid Rosen's training.
Besides Avalo Pizarro, there was Baskerville Jott, who had been frozen yesterday, and Catarina Devon, who had been cowed by Rosen's Conqueror's Haki and slunk back into her cell.
Tyrant King.
Big Eater.
Moon Cutter.
Any one of them had once been a notorious great pirate of the New World, a monster who required Marine Headquarters to dispatch an Admiral Candidate or several elite Vice Admirals working together just to capture and imprison them.
Looking across all of Infinite Hell, these three were prisoners second only to the Devil's Descendant and the Lone Red.
And yet?
All three great monsters had to take the field together just to qualify to stand opposite Rosen.
"Just qualify, that's all!"
Zefa recalled Rosen's growth over yesterday afternoon.
Whether it was the increase in the strength of his Three Colors of Haki, or the Form Manifestation that combined six Armament Haki techniques into one, or the Haki Martial God Stance that had stunned both him and Borsalino, all of it gave him a certain illusion.
It was not Rosen who was surrounded by the Tyrant King, Big Eater,