Dragon's Warning and Urging Them to Leave!

"No, absolutely not! I won't allow you to go!"

In the Rip-Off Bar, Shakky forcefully snapped her cigarette between her slender fingers, her angry voice causing the atmosphere to freeze instantly.

What do you take Mary Geoise for?

Even if the world calls you 'Pluton,' you are not the real 'Pluton.' You cannot destroy the entire Mary Geoise with a single shot!

"Or are you planning to die with Roger, but don't you think it's a bit too late?!"

Rayleigh stared blankly at the agitated Shakky. It was the first time he had ever seen her so out of control. This woman was usually so carefree and gentle, and even when she was hitting someone, she always seemed calm.

"Hehehe, I'm just going over to investigate, not to cause a ruckus in Mary Geoise. I'll just sneak over and sneak back."

He spoke with considerable confidence, after all, confidence is an essential psychological element for a top expert in this era.

"You're not allowed to go!"

Shakky looked coldly at Rayleigh and said, "Once you go, don't even think about setting foot in this bar again. You should know very well that I'm not joking."

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Rayleigh remained silent, head down, continuing to drink his whiskey.

[Ring ring]

Just then, a clear and melodious wind chime sounded outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door was gently pushed open, and a tall, black-haired man, who appeared to be about 2.5 meters tall, walked in. He was wearing a green suit and black leather boots, with a white overcoat draped over his shoulders.

"Excuse me, could I have a glass of juice? Milk cake would be even better."

The naval officer calmly sat down at the bar, two high-backed solid wood chairs separating him from Rayleigh. His presence silenced the other two.

They could certainly recognize the man's identity.

"I never expected Base Commander Dragon to patronize such a small shop. But this is a bar, after all. Juice and milk cake might not be appropriate."

Shakky jokingly remarked naturally, then took out a juice and a dark brown cake from the refrigerator, saying with a smile, "We don't really have milk cake. I prefer chocolate cake, what do you think?"

Is it bitter?

Dragon asked, looking slightly conflicted.

"A little."

"Never mind then, juice will do."

The simple exchange actually felt like that between an ordinary shopkeeper and a customer. Then Rayleigh spoke up, asking, "How did you find out about me?"

"Rumors and gossip are nothing secrets, as long as there's wind," Dragon replied, taking a sip of his sweet juice.

"So you're here to arrest me?"

I really want to.

"So?" Rayleigh asked with a smile. Dragon pondered for a moment and said, "I want you to leave here."

After discovering Rayleigh on the night of Liberation Day, he had actually considered capturing this former member of the Roger Pirates, but after much deliberation, he gave up.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party. Although he wasn't strong enough, this was the Sabaody Archipelago, and the Marine Headquarters was right next door. He could call for support from the Navy Admiral and a large force in no time.

Dragon's main concern was preventing the battle from taking place inside the Sabaody Archipelago.

He was well aware of the horrific environmental damage that battles between top-tier combatants could cause.

Even if the Navy forcibly suppresses 'Pluton' Rayleigh and Shakky, a former member of the Rocks Pirates, the island where they have just begun to enjoy a peaceful life will be completely destroyed.

Rayleigh and Shakky exchanged a glance and immediately understood Dragon's concerns; Rayleigh swirled the ice and liquor in his glass.

"I think it's safer to stay here. What if we go out and get surrounded by your navy?"

Shakky then laughed and said, "Dragon Vice Admiral, we've retired and won't cause you any trouble. Is the Sabaody Archipelago really so vast that it can't even accommodate a bar owner and a coating craftsman?"

Dragon raised his head and squinted.

"A proprietress capable of gathering intelligence from all over the world and a craftsman who coats potential One Piece at night?"

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The two fell silent again.

"Oh, it seems you've heard quite a bit about me from Garp, otherwise a regular Vice Admiral wouldn't know anything about me~" Shakky teased, feigning ease.

Rayleigh laughed, "You even know about my coating technique for One Piece. You really can't hide anything from you. Is this your power?"

He has recently mastered the technique of coating, although he is not very proficient yet, but he can still manage to coat One Piece ships with some time.

"Because the two ships you plated before have already sunk to the bottom of the sea and become fish food."

Dragon looked at Rayleigh expressionlessly and continued, "Now that you can coat the One Piece ships you like, won't you teach them a few tricks, like Haki, when you encounter even more desirable One Piece in the future?"

Haki cultivation methods were extremely rare resources in the first half of the Grand Line, and only a few exceptionally talented individuals could master them through self-enlightenment.

Seeing that Rayleigh was stumped, Shakky smiled and changed the subject, asking, "I heard a rumor that Vice Admiral Dragon attempted to defect from the Navy. Is that true?"

"Um?"

Rayleigh looked at Dragon in astonishment. The son of naval Garp the Hero, was actually going to betray the Navy? What kind of dramatic plot was this?

The latter replied irrelevantly, "The World Government is changing."

"No matter how much it changes, it's still the World Government of the Celestial Dragons; its essence remains the same!" Rayleigh's tone became more serious as he looked at the other person.

"But it gave me hope," Dragon said in a low voice, looking at the newspaper on Rayleigh's desk.

"You know nothing about the history of the World Government. Even if you did," Dragon interrupted Rayleigh before he could continue, retorting, "What good would knowing do? No matter how terrible the past was, it doesn't matter as long as the present and future are bright."

In his view, the past is the past, and only the future is worth caring about.

"I'm giving you three days. I expect you to be gone by Empress." With that, Dragon got up to leave the bar, only to hear Rayleigh's voice behind him.

"Young man, what if we don't leave?"

"If that's the case, someone will come and have a talk with you later, someone who only knows how to use his fists."

With the tinkling of wind chimes, Dragon's figure disappeared from their sight, but he had already begun to consider how to isolate the area. If he could pay the price of an entire area to deal with Rayleigh, he would be willing to accept it.

"Ugh, this is giving me a headache. We've been targeted!" Rayleigh laughed.

"I can get you out of here safely."

Shakky looked at him and said softly that all her skills were in intelligence gathering, so she was particularly good at escaping; even Garp couldn't catch her back then.

"Yes, that's great, that puts my mind at ease."

Rayleigh let out a long breath, feigning relief, then stood up and left the bar, leaving Shakky behind him, frowning as she stared at his retreating figure.

That evening, Dragon, sensing Rayleigh's presence, left the Marine Base and never returned.

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