Secret Talks

"It looked like there was no need to keep waiting. I thought I'd have to wait a few more years!"

Inside the warden's quarters in Impel Down, which belonged to him alone, Lawrence felt a surge of excitement.

He longed for sunlight, but he didn't want to spend his whole life in darkness.

He had gotten used to Impel Down, but it wasn't where he wanted to be.

The Night Pirates had given him thirteen years. Now, he could leave Impel Down three or four years ahead of the original schedule.

Leaving early was naturally a good thing. After all, working in Impel Down was incredibly dull.

For him, every day consisted of exercising, patrolling, and delivering meals to Bullet, with the occasional chat with Magellan about Impel Down or events on the sea.

As warden, he naturally knew what was happening outside.

A war between Marine Headquarters and the Whitebeard Pirates was about to begin.

And his chance to make a name for himself across the world had arrived. He had just received a message from a colleague at Marine Headquarters, and it included the Night Pirates' orders for him. They had devised a secret code that outsiders couldn't decipher.

It was simple, really. Once the war began, he was to release the "Heir of the Devil," Douglas Bullet. After that, he could leave Impel Down.

He would take Douglas Bullet straight to Marine Headquarters. Someone would be there to lead them, along with the rest of their colleagues at Marine Headquarters, away.

It was a grand stage, one where he could make a name for himself. To the Marines, he might be a traitor.

But in the Night Sea Domain and the Night Empire, he was a hero who had spent years undercover in the Marines without being