Chief Commander Arrives

Tiger Shark Island, Central Commercial District, North Blue Scenery Bar.

"To actually discover the Rod Pirates, who are currently all the rage, what incredible luck!"

After hanging up the phone, Mr.11 picked up his wine glass and took a satisfying sip, a hint of relief on his face.

A month ago, he received a mission from headquarters to come to the North Blue to invite someone to join Baroque Works.

Given Baroque Works' reputation, he had initially thought this mission was a sure thing. Who knew the other party would directly refuse him? Even after using various methods, he couldn't get them to agree.

In fact, Baroque Works' normal invitations usually involved one of two methods—coercion or enticement!

But no matter what promises he made, the other party remained unmoved, not even showing a reaction, only wanting to live a peaceful life.

Enticement failed, so he was ready to resort to coercion.

It's just a pity he couldn't win!

It should be said that they were worthy of being monsters specially invited by the company headquarters to join. His proud Swordsmanship was completely outmatched by the other party. Not only that, but his partner, Ms. Thursday, was also injured and is still lying in bed.

So, two days ago, he received another call from headquarters, instructing him to continue monitoring the target's movements on Tiger Shark Island.

The company headquarters had dispatched an Executive Commander to take over this mission.

According to company rules, those who fail a mission will be severely punished. Knowing the company's strength, he knew there was no possibility of escape, so he could only indulge in beautiful women and fine wine every day to numb himself.

Now, it seemed, Lady Luck was on his side.

With the Rod Pirates' total bounty of 185,020,000 Belly, it should be enough to offset the punishment for his failed mission, and he might even receive a reward from the BOSS.

Thinking of this, a relaxed smile spread across Mr.11's face.

"You're quite leisurely, Mr.11! You failed your mission, and we have to clean up the mess, yet you dare to enjoy fine wine with a clear conscience!"

A cold voice rang out, and then the door to the private room was kicked open, and a man with an afro and sunglasses walked in.

"You've completely disgraced the company!"

"Mr.5!"

Seeing the man pushing the door open, Mr.11's expression changed slightly.

"Ya ha ha ha, why don't I just take care of him too? This embarrassing fellow."

A female voice followed closely, and a woman with short blonde hair and a tall figure entered the room. Even though they were indoors, she was still holding an umbrella.

"Ms. Valentine!"

Seeing the two enter, Mr.11's face changed drastically at first, then he seemed to remember something, and his expression returned to calm.

Although the attitude of these two was not good, and they looked like they were going to kill him, he now held more important information, a major piece of news that could benefit them all.

"Why don't you two sit down and have a drink? Although I didn't handle the matter of that monster well, I now have reliable information. If we have your help, we can definitely make a greater contribution to the company!"

Inviting the two Executive Commanders to sit, Mr.11 personally poured them wine, waved to signal the accompanying beauties to leave, and had the kicked-in door reinstalled.

Hearing Mr.11's words, Mr.5 and Ms. Valentine also took their seats.

What they had said earlier was merely a tactic to gain the upper hand.

Although the rank of Executive Commander was higher than that of an Executive Commander, the other party was still a minor executive of the company. Even if he were to be punished, it would be arranged by the boss, not by the two of them.

Moreover, to complete this mission smoothly, they would need the other party's cooperation.

And before they came, they had also inquired about the target of this mission. According to the latest intelligence report, it had indeed exceeded the scope of the Executive Commander's abilities. According to the BOSS's intentions, the failure of the mission was not Mr.11's fault.

Since that was the case, they might as well listen to what contribution the other party had to offer.

"What! The Rod Pirates with a total bounty of 185,020,000 Belly!"

Upon hearing the intelligence Mr.11 revealed, Mr.5's expression changed drastically, and he picked up his wine glass to steady his nerves.

"Did you make a mistake somewhere, Mr.11?

While the contribution is tempting, with our strength, we can't deal with enemies of this caliber."

A pirate crew with such a high bounty was considered rare even in the Grand Line.

Even for them, the most powerful pirate they had dealt with before had a bounty of only 41,000,000 Belly.

And this Rod Pirates, their captain alone had a bounty of 71,000,000 Belly. Even excluding the captain, there were two other formidable individuals with bounties exceeding 40,000,000 Belly.

"Don't worry, I've looked into their situation."

Mr.11 refilled Mr.5's wine glass, his face full of confidence.

"They are just a newly formed pirate crew with no remarkable achievements. A pirate crew that is still only wandering in the Four Seas, even if they have some strength, it must be limited. They must have committed some heinous crime to be rewarded such a high bounty by the Marines."

Mr.5 nodded. He had just been shocked by their bounty. After calming down, he also didn't think that this newly formed pirate crew would have much strength.

"With your strength, dealing with them would be as easy as picking something up from a pocket. This is a contribution sent by heaven to us!"

Picking up the wine Mr.11 poured, Mr.5 took a sip, a smile appearing on his face.

"It's our contribution!"

"Ya ha ha ha! That's right, it's our contribution."

Ms. Valentine, sitting beside him, picked up Mr. 5's words, a wicked smile on her face.

"Don't worry, I'll explain the situation in the mission report. I doubt the company will hold you accountable for failing to complete the mission."

These two!

Looking at the man and woman before him, Mr. 11's heart was filled with rage.

They actually intended to take all the credit for this bounty.

However, circumstances were beyond his control. He had already failed in his duties, and even if he wanted to resist, he wasn't a match for the two of them.

It was a shame Ms. Thursday was injured and couldn't act yet.

Thinking of his partner, who was still lying in bed recovering after being defeated, Mr. 11's anger towards Genos grew.

"That's very kind of you, Mr. 5."

While these thoughts flashed through his mind, Mr. 11 showed nothing on his face and poured Mr. 5 another glass of wine.

I can submit my own mission report too!

As long as I contributed to the fight, no one can erase my achievements!

These thoughts raced through Mr. 11's mind, and he resolved to find a suitable moment to ambush Genos and the Rod Pirates later.

He also needed to arrange for someone to take photos, which would ensure his contributions wouldn't be erased.

"We'll deal with the Rod Pirates later. First, let's take care of that zombie, Genos. Where is he now?"

Putting down his wine glass, Mr. 5 asked.