Great Vortex Iron Triangle, Impel Down.
"Salute!!"
Bang!
Amid the soldiers' crisp salutes, Ron stepped off the Kirin and onto Impel Down's surface level.
Magellan had been waiting for quite some time. As the warden of Impel Down, his authority was neither above nor below that of Admiral Ron; after all, they belonged to entirely different systems. Still, Magellan had always held Ron in a measure of awe.
"Azure Dragon Admiral, it's been a long time!"
Magellan greeted him with a smile and gave Ron a hug.
Hannyabal and the others watched with twitching mouths. Probably only a monster like Azure Dragon could be so close to Magellan, the "Poison Man."
"It has indeed been a while, Warden Magellan."
Ron patted his shoulder, treating the purple Poison Smoke drifting around him as though it did not exist. He smiled. "I'll be troubling you again this time. Also, let me introduce you to..."
"Hmm?"
Magellan looked curiously behind him, his gaze settling on the burly man with spiky white hair. "This is..."
"Smoker?!"
"I didn't expect you to remember me, Warden Magellan."
Smoker was still wearing his open-chested jacket, with two cigars clenched between his teeth. He stepped forward, saluted, and said, "After all, the last time I came here, you happened to have diarrhea, so we never met."
"Oh? You two know each other?"
Now Ron was surprised.
Smoker actually knew Magellan?
This was a scene that had never appeared in the original story.
"Well, how should I put this..."
Magellan looked at Smoker, whose eyes gleamed brightly and whose entire bearing had changed drastically from before, now confident and calm. He shook his head.
"This brat caused plenty of jokes back then. Once, I almost locked him up. How could I not know him?"
Smoker's expression stiffened, and he