Capture Peslo

Calm down.

He doesn't seem to have done it on purpose.

The mission comes first.

Peslo hesitated a few times, but still couldn't help lowering his voice to demand, "Why would she attack you for no reason?!"

Figo: "Forget it, I'll be straight with you. I have my own goal on this trip. A Great Pirate in Impel Down, to suffer less, gave up the location of a treasure—it's on Huoyu Island.

I came to retrieve the treasure, but that Nun got greedy, and when she couldn't trick me, she resorted to violence."

So that's it? Knowing Yamauba's money-grubbing nature, Peslo found this behavior hardly surprising. Damn it, right at the critical point of cooperation, why did she have to provoke this guy of all people?

Still, Figo's explanation did ease his mind a little. This time, the World Government hadn't informed the Marine Headquarters of the cooperation details precisely because they feared some Marine soldiers clinging to absolute justice would oppose working with a human trafficker like Yamauba... Though the World Government didn't need the Marines' approval to act, fewer problems were still better.

Figo's actions counted as using his position for personal gain—he didn't seem like a man of absolute justice, which made him easier to negotiate with.

"I understand, Warden Figo. I'll handle the Nun. Now please head to the island—the Giant Warrior Pirates will arrive soon!"

Figo paused, then asked, "One more question. I sensed the stench of a criminal on that Nun. She reeks like some of the Great Pirates on the fifth and sixth levels of Impel Down—a disgusting smell. Where did you find her? Didn't you investigate her?"

Peslo frowned: "That's none of your business, Warden Figo!" It seemed that woman Yamauba had to be secretly executed—no keeping her alive.

Figo looked a bit regretful, then suddenly unbuttoned his coat and pulled out a Den Den Mushi from inside.

"Moshi Moshi, Moshi Moshi. Marshal, things have developed like this. What should I do now?" he asked.

Peslo: ??!

That Den Den Mushi for contacting Headquarters—on the ship? When?

Why? Was he trying to trick me into talking?!

"The seven Giant Warrior Pirates members were captured by our Marine Headquarters at the cost of over a hundred elite Marine soldiers," came the authoritative voice of the Fleet Admiral from the other end of the Den Den Mushi. "We can't just let them go back!"

Peslo panicked: "Marshal, this operation was personally ordered by the Five Elders!"

"I'll explain it to the Five Elders myself. Figo, you did well. Next, recapture all seven escaped Giants, gather the Marine soldiers, and escort them back the way they came," the Fleet Admiral ordered again.

"Understood," Figo said. "What about the three CP9 agents?"

"Hmph, let them take a vacation on the island!"

Peslo: "Marshal O?!"

"If this is all your operation was, there was no need for such secrecy. Who is that captured Nun really? What is your true mission? Do I need to ask more?"

Peslo's face turned pale, and he had no strength left to argue.

Figo smiled: "Alright, I understand. I'll hang up now, Marshal."

"Sorry, Peslo. Please voluntarily leave the ship now." Then Figo said, lowering his head to tuck the Den Den Mushi back into his coat.

Peslo's body trembled slightly.

Damn it, how did it come to this?

Sacrifice? To maintain the World Government's long-term stable rule, what's a little sacrifice? Aren't you afraid the Giants will stir up even greater chaos and bring more sacrifice?

The mission can't fail like this!

Anger surged from his heart, and malice grew in his mind.

He stared at Figo, who was bowing his head to put away the Den Den Mushi, and suddenly raised his right arm!

Bang!

A hand strike sharp as a blade viciously ambushed Figo's right temple!

Hit!

Now just sleep it off!

The scene froze for two seconds.

Figo frowned, lifted his head slightly, still looking down at Peslo, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Peslo: ???

He looked at his hand strike, which had indeed landed squarely.

Then at Figo, who was still fully conscious.

What's with this guy...

Figo lowered his head again, pulled out the Den Den Mushi once more, and said, "Moshi Moshi, Marshal, are you still there? Peslo hit me."

You—didn't you hang up?!

Peslo was instantly drenched in cold sweat. The other end of the Den Den Mushi was silent for two seconds before the Fleet Admiral's voice came through, sounding a bit exasperated.

"Bring him back too. Don't let the specifics of the operation leak out."

"Understood." Figo looked up.

A chill shot through Peslo's heart, and he hurriedly dodged backward, but Figo's palm reached out faster than his retreat, pressing down on his face—BOOM!

An unstoppable force slammed Peslo sideways into the ship's deck, erupting with a thunderous crash!

All the Marine soldiers on the ship were alarmed.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?!"

"Who's there?!"

"Warden Figo, is there an intruder?"

They quickly surrounded the area.

Since the three CP9 agents had stayed in their rooms after boarding, with Xiao personally delivering meals and keeping their movements secret, the Marines on the voyage only vaguely knew of these three people but had never seen their faces. Now that Peslo had changed clothes and was pinned into the deck by Figo, they couldn't recognize him at all.

So Figo said, "Mm, probably the companion of that nun I caught. Go fetch another set of chains and bind this intruder for me."

Under his palm, Peslo clenched his fists in hatred, then slackened them in defeat, giving up resistance.

Soon, the shackled Peslo was delivered by Figo to the same cell as the nun. After giving a few instructions to the Marines, he headed toward the Giant race fugitive.

At the same time, a new page turned in his Prison Archives, branding Peslo's image onto it!

[Prisoner: Peslo]
[Grade: SR2]
[Status: Incarcerated]
[Crime Index: 11]
[Capture Participation: 100%]
[Available Rewards: Shave, Stealth, Assassination]
[Character Event: Activatable]

"Crime Index of 11?"

If this were Impel Down, Figo would have lashed him twice for such a Crime Index, but Peslo wasn't a Pirate—he was CP9.

The intelligence agents under the World Government were always doing dirty work anyway; having no Crime Index at all would be strange. For someone of Peslo's status, 11 wasn't high—at least his junior by who knows how many generations, Rob Lucci, was definitely much higher!

Figo cared about something else.

If it was only 11, then the death of Giant Kevin's daughter probably had nothing to do with him, right?

So he only knew the clues?

Figo thought, then promptly activated Peslo's Character Event to confirm.

Several images surfaced, strikingly familiar.

'Figo pointed toward the cell, saying the nun was locked up in that direction...' 'Figo pulled out a Den Den Mushi twice...' 'Figo pressed him into the deck...'

[Character Event (Activated): Enraged by repeated mission failures, Peslo vows in his heart to take fierce revenge on Figo.
Event Requirement: Have Peslo, or help Peslo, file a complaint against Figo before the Five Elders.]

"...Damn it, I went too easy on him."