Cat Burglar Captured Successfully!
"You bunch of scum! No! Fish scum!"
While holding down the Little Thief Cat, Storm coldly watched the rest of the Arlong Pirates.
"The spirit of racial equality passed down by Mr. Fisher Tiger and the Sun Pirates has been completely tarnished by you!"
The so-called "heroes" in the world of One Piece are mostly just fame-seekers.
It's like someone who has dominated the Grand Line for many years, whose reputation is so high that pirates flee at the mere mention of their name. They seem incredibly powerful and invincible, but in reality, they completely fail and end up ruined the moment they make a move...
That's right!
Storm is referring to Sand Crocodile "Crocodile hero" of Alabasta!
But as the saying goes--
Even among heroes, there are differences.
According to Storm...
Compared to those few self-proclaimed "heroes" in the human world who deceive the world and steal fame.
The "heroes" of the Fish-Man world are the true heroes!
Single-handedly, he climbed to the top of the Red Line Continent, thousands of meters high, and indiscriminately liberated thousands of slaves in the Holy Land Mary Geoise, regardless of race or social status.
Fisher Tiger is the hero that Storm envisions!
It's a pity.
A hero has descended upon this world.
This world is unworthy of heroes.
Fisher Tiger is dead.
His Sun Pirates also fell apart with the death of their Captain.
Jinbe, the current Captain of the Sun Pirates, is known as "Sea Knight." He has a forthright personality and is known for his chivalrous and righteous deeds.
But Jinbe is ultimately not Fisher Tiger.
Jinbe only inherited part of Fisher Tiger's egalitarian ideals.
There was another group of Fish-Man, the radical Fish-Man who broke away from the Sun Pirates...
These are the Fish-Man from Arlong Pirates standing in front of Storm.
To be honest.
If the Arlong Pirates, after separating from the Sun Pirates, were to cause trouble and destruction along the Grand Line, or even launch attacks on the World Government and Marine Base...
Storm wouldn't harbor such great malice towards these Fish-Man.
Because the racial relationship between humans and Fish-Man is clearly there.
Humans enslave the Fish-Man don't even regard them as "intelligent beings."
Fish-Man don't need to treat humans equally; they simply discriminate against humans on an equal footing.
Humans capture and enslave Fish-Man.
Fish-Man will naturally rebel and kill humans.
This is a perfectly normal relationship.
However, the Arlong Pirates of trashy Fish-Man, were terrified by the towering waves of the Grand Line.
After leaving the Grand Line, they arrived at the East Blue, which was widely considered the weakest East Blue in the world. They then seized an island, began to rule over the ordinary civilians there, and started living as "fish on top of people"...
What kind of marine debris is this?
I overheard an outsider talking about the Sun Pirates and Fisher Tiger's past.
The members of Arlong Pirates all lowered their heads.
"Brother Fisher Tiger..."
"The Sun Pirates..."
"Arlong Long..."
"White, White Dragon..."
Storm looked at the last Fish-Man to speak; it was an octopus-like Fish-Man, and its name seemed to be "Hachi"?
"Octopus Fish-Man, do you know me?"
"The Shichibukai..."
Hachi's body was firmly bound by white clay, and none of its octopus tentacles could move.
"You are White Dragon, one of the Shichibukai, just like Jinbe..."
White Dragon succeeds the King of Lizards as the new Shichibukai.
This news has been circulating around the world for several days.
The Arlong Pirates are a branch of the Sun Pirates.
Arlong himself has a Jinbe.
These trashy Fish-Man, who only dare to hide in the corners of the East Blue and rule as kings, also paid attention to this news.
It's understandable that Hachi was able to recognize Storm's identity.
Storm glanced indifferently at Hachi, preparing to send this group of trashy Fish-Man on their way.
But then, he heard Nami's voice in his ear.
"Shichibukai? You're the White Dragon I saw in the newspaper recently?"
Nami finally stopped clinging to Storm like an orange cat.
She jumped back to the ground, staring wide-eyed at Storm in astonishment.
"Does a girl from the East Blue dream of becoming Shichibukai?"
I've told you so many times, this isn't a dream.
Storm dropped his cold expression and looked at Nami speechlessly.
"Do you want to deal with these Fish-Man yourself? They're your enemies."
"May I?"
Nami's eyes lit up; she felt the dream was becoming more and more real and interesting.
She had never dreamed of "taking revenge on her enemy" before...
"Leave all these Fish-Man to me!"
Storm nodded. He did not release the Fish-Man of the Arlong Pirates from their restraints, but simply left the final decision on their fate to Nami.
"By the way, there should be quite a few maps collected here, right?"
"As expected of me! I even dream of drawing a map of the entire world."
Nami tilted her chin up like a haughty little orange cat and pointed towards the map room.
"Over there, inside are maps of the East Blue that I drew stroke by stroke!"
"That's what I value most... besides money... no, the third most precious thing."
So who is the second most precious?
Family?
Storm glanced at Nami, said nothing, and headed straight for the map room.
His real purpose in coming to the Konomi Islands was to replace the map of the East Blue islands he had on hand.
As for encountering Arlong Pirates and Nami, who had just "returned home," those were just unexpected events.
Behind Storm.
The little orange cat was very familiar with this Arlong Park. She found a branding iron that was red-hot from the flames somewhere and walked up to a Fish-Man.
Sizzle--
The sound of grilling fish immediately rang out.
The Fish-Man, burned by the branding iron, immediately let out a scream.
"Does it hurt? I don't feel any pain at all!"
Nami held the red-hot branding iron, a devilish smile on her face.
"I must be dreaming!"
"Even in my dreams, I want to tear you scum to pieces!"
Storm turned and glanced at Nami, who was venting her inner pain, shook his head slightly, and slipped into the map room.
When he came out with a thick stack of maps.
The Fish-Man outside were no longer able to even scream.
All of their skin exposed outside the white clay was covered with large and small branding marks.
At first glance, you'd think these Fish-Man had been roasted...
Nami, the instigator, stood quietly in the center of a group of "grilled fish" holding a branding iron, her gloomy and cold aura largely gone.
It seems that the outburst just now has made this Little Thief Cat much more normal...
However, Storm keenly noticed...
Nami's attack seemed heavy-handed, but in reality, these Fish-Man still possessed very strong auras.
In other words...
Not a single Fish-Man from Nami's branding iron attack.
I don't know if the soldering iron was too cold.
Or perhaps the Fish-Man's physique is simply too powerful.
These Fish-Man really do have to go through the "Hell's Warm Oil," right?
Storm recalled writing a letter to Hannyabal that mentioned this matter, wondering if Impel Down had implemented any reforms...
Nami saw Storm emerge from the map room, dropped the branding iron she was holding, and slowly walked up to Storm.
"Thank you, White Dragon..."
Nami opened her arms and hugged Storm's waist tightly, thanking him in a muffled voice.
"Although I know it was a dream, thank you very much anyway."
"How many times do I have to tell you, you're not dreaming!"
Storm once again pushed Nami away with disgust.
The Little Thief Cat now is not the thunder-wielding woman who will one day possess a terrifying weapon.
She was just a child.
Storm flicked Nami's forehead with his finger.
His knuckles collided with Nami's forehead, making a crisp "thud," like hitting a watermelon.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Nami covered her forehead, looking at Storm with a mixture of confusion and surprise.
Why am I in pain?
"I really should wake up!"
"If we don't hand the map over to Arlong and the others quickly, they will definitely harm the villagers."
"Arlong is dead."
"How could Arlong be dead? He was so powerful, and he even came from the Grand Line. His boss was Shichibukai."
"When did his boss become Shichibukai? Jinbe isn't his boss... Forget it, why am I arguing with you about this?"
Storm shook his head, staring at Nami.
"You still think this is a dream, right?"
"Right!"
Nami nodded seriously.
"I must be dreaming!"
"Alright! If I were dreaming, I'd wipe out the Arlong Pirates right now."
Storm glanced at the Fish-Man, and Giant Wave Clay surged forth, completely engulfing the group of Fish-Man.
One after another, blood- Silver Trophy leaped out of the void.
Each trophy bears the name of a scumbag Fish-Man.
They look like tombstones.
"Shouldn't you repay me in some way?"
"Rewards?"
Nami looked wary and instinctively gripped her pocket.
"I have no money!"
"It's okay, you're still here, aren't you?"
A wicked, pirate-like smile spread across Storm's face.
"If you can't afford the money, just give me yourself as collateral."
Nami's expression became even more wary.
"You want to turn me into a slave?"
"That's right! I'm going to enslave you, Little Thief Cat Nami!"
Storm raised his arms and proclaimed his declaration of human enslavement.
"From now on, you will work a full eight hours a day, and you will only be provided with three meals a day plus snacks."
"You can only have milk in the morning, and your lunch break is only one hour long."
"Bonuses are only given out three times a year, and annual leave is only two short months."
"The worst part is that your salary only increases once every four months!"
"Lord White Dragon!"
Nami's eyes lit up as she listened; she found the dream increasingly intriguing.
"May I bring the rest of the villagers with me to seek refuge with you?"
"No."
Storm decisively refused.
"I only need you, Little Thief Cat. Your seafaring talent is unparalleled in the world."
"Since it's all just a dream anyway, are you willing to accept my enslavement?"
Nami answered cheerfully.
"I've already pledged my allegiance to you!"
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