Lafitte

After leaving Totto Land, Nangong Yan directly assumed his Golden Crow True Form, turning into a streak of golden light that cut across the sky.

Flying straight to the center of Fragrant Rice Island, Nangong Yan transformed back into human form and descended from the sky using Geppo. Looking down at Fragrant Rice Island's architectural style from above, the more he looked at it, the more displeased he became.

The Big Mom Pirates' architectural style utterly clashed with Nangong Yan's tastes. What he liked were the quaint, classical buildings of ancient China.

Once he reached the ground, he casually called over a pirate and had him summon Pike. Nangong Yan then described his preferred architectural style, telling him to immediately find people to renovate the surrounding buildings. These gaudy, candy-colored buildings with their dessert-like style were truly giving him a headache.

Of course, Nangong Yan had never intended to turn Fragrant Rice Island into his main base. Its scale was insufficient. He merely wanted to live more comfortably.

After giving Pike his orders, Nangong Yan greeted him and left Fragrant Rice Island. He did not even take a ship, instead heading directly for the West Blue, where he had been reborn.

Nangong Yan had quite a few suitable candidates in mind for his core crew, but the first core member he chose to recruit was the constable of the West Blue, the violent inspector Lafitte.

In the original story, this man was the captain of the Blackbeard Pirates' Fifth Ship. He was an outstanding diplomat and navigator, and his strength was also quite formidable.

Lafitte had once infiltrated Marine Headquarters, Marineford, alone. In front of all the great figures there, he laid out the pros and cons and helped Blackbeard obtain a position among the Shichibukai. At the same time, he had contacted Doflamingo, the world's largest arms dealer, bringing a powerful ally to the newly established Blackbeard Pirates. There was no doubt that he was an outstanding talent.

Nangong Yan crossed the Red Line alone in his Golden Crow form, heading straight for the West Blue.

After arriving in the West Blue, Nangong Yan did not yet know which island Lafitte was serving on, so he spent some time making inquiries before determining Lafitte's location.

Lafitte had already begun to reveal the violent tendencies hidden deep in his bones. Some people liked his style of law enforcement, while others loathed it. However, in terms of public security, the island under his rule was exceptionally good.

On Lightall Island, inside a dark and gloomy prison, Lafitte, dressed in a constable's uniform and holding a cane sword, wore a sinister smile as he punished a criminal.

The sharp, slender cane sword pierced the body of a nearly two-meter-tall man tied to a cross and clad only in shorts. The man was covered in whip marks, and there were many branding scars left by hot irons on his body.

"Lafitte, this is excessive violent law enforcement! I only raped a woman. There's no need for such severe punishment. Once I get out, I'll definitely report you. Criminals have human rights too!" the man tied to the cross roared. Unfortunately, his body was covered in wounds, and he had no strength left. His voice had already become hoarse from the previous torture.

"If you must blame someone, blame yourself for falling into my hands. A man who lacks the ability to win a woman's affection actually uses violence to force her. How very impressive of you!" Lafitte said indifferently, speaking slowly. As he spoke, the sharp cane sword gradually sliced a piece of flesh from the man's body.

The intense pain turned the rapist's face livid. Cold sweat poured from him as his body trembled wildly against the cross. His eyes bulged, bloodshot veins filling them.

"Oh? You can't take it already? We've barely begun. The main course is only about to start. The torture from the past few days was merely an appetizer." A trace of anticipation appeared on Lafitte's face, and a flush rose over his pale complexion. The cane sword slowly slid down from the man's shoulder, leaving behind a deep bloody gash.

"Don't... don't! Please, don't! I know I was wrong! I'll never dare again!" the rapist begged in utter terror, struggling frantically until the entire cross shook and hummed.

At some point, Lafitte's cane sword had moved between the rapist's legs. With a light flick of the sharp blade, the shorts were cut open, and his ugly thing immediately sprang out.

Unhurriedly, Lafitte pulled a stack of photographs from his clothes and showed them to the rapist.

The woman in the photographs had fair skin, a voluptuous figure, and a seductive face. At that moment, she wore a lustful expression as she displayed her body while wildly copulating with two plainly dressed commoners whose appearances were utterly ordinary, even somewhat ugly.

This woman's identity was far from ordinary. She was the queen of a certain kingdom in the West Blue. Whenever she appeared in public, she was always virtuous, dignified, noble, and graceful. She often aided the poor and carried herself like a mother to the people. She was quite famous in the West Blue.

It could be said that every somewhat lustful man in the West Blue knew of her. She was often the subject of others' fantasies.

Lafitte had obtained these photographs while on official business in that kingdom. After leaving a tavern, he had spotted two sneaky men and secretly followed them to take the pictures.

It was not that Lafitte had any peculiar hobby. Rather, these photographs were invincible when dealing with rapists in the West Blue and extremely effective.

Sure enough, even though he had been severely tortured, was physically exhausted, and had one foot in the grave, the rapist could not help having a physical reaction upon seeing the goddess he often fantasized about late at night acting so wantonly.

After putting the photographs away, Lafitte suddenly swung his cane sword. A scream that shook the heavens and echoed throughout the prison rang out like the howl of a vicious ghost, making the dark prison seem like the underworld.

A faint smile appeared on Lafitte's pale face as he calmly took a transparent glass bottle from his clothes. It contained a bright red liquid.

A wicked smile surfaced on Lafitte's pale face as he said with a hint of boastfulness, "This was made by mixing the world's hottest chili, Scarlet Hell, which I bought at a great price, with all sorts of stimulating spices and seasonings. I guarantee it'll make you feel so good you'll reach heaven."

"Don't... don't! You devil, stay away from me!" the rapist shrieked wildly, his body shaking violently in terror. A length of flesh fell from between his legs to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

"How could I not? Don't you like feeling good?" Lafitte said casually. With a slight movement of his fingers, a spray of bright red mist fell between the rapist's legs.

The ten-square-meter interrogation room was instantly filled with an incomparably pungent, spicy smell. The ghostly scream rang out again, and the piercing pain caused the rapist to pass out.

Unfortunately, the world's hottest chili was not something to be underestimated. Eating just one could burn a person alive. Who knew how much Scarlet Hell had gone into the substance in Lafitte's hand, or whether it had been concentrated...

The rapist was burned awake by the chili and began howling miserably again, no longer even having the mind to beg for mercy.

"Pant... pant... please... please give me a quick death." The rapist gasped heavily, his face alternating between green and white. His eyes bulged with bloodshot veins, and his twisted face looked like that of a vicious ghost.

Lafitte's expression remained cold. Snow-white blade light flashed through the room, and countless fine wounds covered the rapist's entire body, blood dripping everywhere.

Lafitte was very measured in his actions. These wounds looked frightening, but they were actually superficial injuries and had not harmed any internal organs.

Another large spray of bright red mist was released, falling onto the rapist's wounded body. This time, it was not only his crotch that was in agonizing pain—every part of his body hurt...

"Repent properly here. If you can endure it, it will prove that you have gained redemption, and the woman you violated has forgiven you." Lafitte's voice suddenly turned gentle. Having said that, he left without the slightest hesitation.

When Lafitte reached the door, he told the two prison guards, "Once that rapist is painfully tortured to death, deal with the corpse. Let mad dogs feast on it."

"Yes, Lord Lafitte!"

After Lafitte had gone far away, one prison guard tugged at the back of his clothes, which were soaked through with sweat, and said fearfully, "Even after being here for a year, Lord Lafitte's methods still leave me shaken!"

"That guy was unlucky. Of all crimes, he had to commit rape. Even murder might leave him a chance of surviving, but rape? That's an absolute death sentence," the other guard said with a sigh. Hearing the screams lingering by his ears, he actually felt a little sympathy.

"What can you do about it? Come on, I'll buy you a drink after work."

"You've only been here a short time, so naturally you don't know the past. They say that when Lord Lafitte was young, he personally witnessed his mother and father being raped in turns by a gang of six or seven vicious criminals."

"His father too?"

"Yes. That gang of criminals preyed on both men and women. Their tastes were incredibly twisted."

"I see. Then Lord Lafitte truly had it rough as a child. In that case, his behavior is understandable."

"Yeah, I understand too. Although Lord Lafitte's punishments for other criminals also exceed the regulations, when it comes to rapists, he truly leaves them no chance of survival."

"What happened to that gang of criminals in the end?"

"They say that aside from one who happened to escape, all the others were tortured to death alive by Lord Lafitte using various methods. It seems even everyone connected to them was wiped out."

"Lord Lafitte is really ruthless!"

"Who wouldn't be ruthless after going through something like that?"

"That's true. Those rapists really deserve to die. They're not men at all!"

Just as Lafitte left the prison and the two guards were discussing him, Nangong Yan arrived at Lightall Island at dusk.