Sakazuki Did Indeed Forget Him

"How could there not be? It's been five days!"

"What a joke!"

A roar echoed from the Tropical Grand Hotel, causing many pirates on the street to look towards the hotel inexplicably.

Judging by the voice, it sounded like that arrogant guy, the Golden Emperor.

Inside the hotel, Chaos had Speck by the collar. If it were when Chaos first arrived in Demon Valley Town, Speck would have already swung a club at him.

But now, he could only let Chaos grab his collar.

There was no helping it; times were changing too fast.

He couldn't beat this guy.

"Calm down, calm down!"

The smoking proprietor stopped smoking behind the counter and acted as a peacemaker, his tone becoming more respectful.

"Damn Sakazuki."

Chaos angrily let go and slammed his hand on the table, his expression fierce.

He had just asked Speck if his bounty poster was available, and the big guy said no.

He had explicitly told Sakazuki five days ago. Had that guy not reported him to the Marines?

Damn it!

His initial anticipation instantly cooled.

This was forcing him to take the initiative.

Chaos sat in a chair, with Golden Warriors on his right and left. Many pirates in the lobby kept glancing at the three golden figures, unable to conceal their greed.

However, they lacked the courage to make a move.

The Golden Emperor's reputation was now known throughout Demon Valley Town. Except for some newly arrived pirates who dared to act, even pirates with bounties over a hundred million had to think twice.

Extremely irritated, Chaos hastily filled his stomach, inquired about the whereabouts of powerful pirates from the smoking proprietor, and then left.

He'd hone his Armament Haki a bit more, then go cause some trouble for the Marines, see if he could get his hands on the other Rokushiki techniques, and then go into seclusion on Sky Island for a while.

After that, he would reappear and write his own legend!

Being arrogant and high-profile, acting recklessly, was a high-risk profession, like constantly walking a tightrope. Without a certain foundation, it was no different from suicide.

He was very serious about this.

For the next ten-plus days, Demon Valley Town was in chaos. Pirates with bounties below seventy or eighty million cursed incessantly, while those with bounties above almost all fled Demon Valley Town.

For these ten days, no one knew what the Golden Emperor was going crazy about. He was either fighting or on his way to fight, causing many pirate crews to be on edge.

Groups like the Octopus Pirates, Zebra Killer, and Reaper Tesys all cursed and left Demon Valley Town.

At the same time, Chaos didn't receive his bounty during these ten days. He guessed Sakazuki might have forgotten about him.

As he suspected, Sakazuki had indeed forgotten about him.

He was currently busy capturing pirates all over the Grand Line and didn't have time to remember who Chaos was.

The sky was clear blue, with white clouds swirling a thousand meters high.

A giant golden longsword suddenly shot through the sky, leaving a path in the clouds as it quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Chaos stood with his hands behind his back, his messy hair flying in the strong wind. His white shirt was open, revealing his eight firm, powerful abdominal muscles. His tall stature could be described as handsome and dashing.

At least, that's what Chaos himself thought.

He couldn't find any opponents in Demon Valley Town anymore.

Life, it was as lonely as snow.

So, he asked the smoking proprietor about the location of a recent Marine branch and was now on his way.

"En?"

After flying for about seventy to eighty kilometers, Chaos suddenly looked out at the sea. On the boundless azure ocean, two large ships, one in front of the other, seemed to be chasing each other.

One was a pirate ship, and the other was a warship.

He hoped to encounter a warship with a Colonel or higher. In this era, Marines of Major rank or higher might have mastered one or two Rokushiki techniques. Chaos had already mastered Soru and Geppo.

Shigan could also be considered successfully trained. He only lacked Tekkai, Kami-e, and Rankyaku.

Tekkai and Kami-e were relatively easy. They were likely specifically designed to increase the chances of awakening Armament Haki and Observation Haki, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Even so, Chaos still planned to ask the Marines for guidance.

"Speed up."

"Fire, fire!"

"These damn Marines."

On the undulating sea, cannonballs splashed seawater. The pirates on the pirate ship were all in urgent action. Even though they had been living on the edge of a knife at sea for years, they now showed a hint of nervous fear.

Compared to the pirates' nervousness, the Marines on the pursuing warship were calm and orderly. Those loading cannonballs loaded them, and those firing fired, steadily wearing down the pirate ship without hurry.

This is the difference between a regular army and a disorganized mob.

Not to mention, the highest-ranking officer on this warship is a Rear Admiral.

When I watched anime, I thought Navy Rear Admirals were just so-so, their strength seemed pretty weak.

But the reality is that Navy Rear Admirals are very strong, truly strong.

They are perfectly capable of serving as the highest-ranking officer of a branch in a sea area.

It's not just Rear Admirals; Colonels, Vice Captains, and Majors in the Navy are all incredibly formidable.

Some Majors, who have mastered not just one technique of Rokushiki, might have even mastered Haki.

"Rear Admiral Tobit, the pirates' cannon counterattack has weakened."

At the bow of the warship, a burly man with a goatee, wearing a Rear Admiral's justice cloak, stood with his arms crossed, looking at the pirate ship ahead.

A Marine beside him lowered his binoculars and reported.

"Don't rush. Continue the cannon attack. If you can sink it, sink it. That will reduce casualties when we engage in combat."

This Rear Admiral Tobit was very calm and was the type of commander who cared deeply for his subordinates. He didn't intend to clash head-on with the pirates but planned to weaken them with cannon fire and pursuit.

"Yes!"

Around him, the Marines looked at Tobit with full respect, a genuine reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

"Every time we capture pirates, our men suffer casualties. Have the medical officers prepare. No matter how expensive the medicine, you must use it. Do everything you can to save everyone's lives."

Tobit turned and looked sternly at his adjutant. This was an order he would always give when engaging pirates.

He would never abandon any subordinate who followed him; it had become a habit over the years.

"The medical officers are already preparing. We guarantee we won't abandon any of our brothers."

"Very good!"

Tobit nodded, then continued to look at the pirate ship ahead.

His justice cloak fluttered in the sea breeze behind him.

After a few more minutes, the pirates' counterattack grew weaker, and they had almost exhausted all their cannonballs.

However, out of caution, or perhaps to avoid too many casualties among his men, Tobit continued to order the bombardment until the pirate ship lost its ability to sail.

"Despicable, shameless Marines!"

Flames and thick smoke billowed from the pirate ship, and many pirates looked on in despair!

On this vast, uncharted sea, with their pirate ship unable to sail, the Marines didn't even need to capture them. They could simply turn around and leave, and it wouldn't be long before these pirates sank to the bottom of the sea.

Now, these pirates had only three options.

Either surrender, kill the Marines and seize the warship, or perish at the bottom of the sea!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The howitzers on the warship continued to fire. Even though the pirates tried their best to block, shells still landed on their ship and exploded. Many pirates were blown to pieces, and those who miraculously survived cried out in agony.

The smell of scorched meat mixed with the pungent scent of blood and gunpowder made the undulating sea surface even more turbulent.