Gradually, the submarine sailed away from the vicinity of Dressrosa and reached another area of the sea.
The surroundings remained calm, as did the submarine beneath the sea.
Through the porthole, Gild Tesoro saw only a quiet darkness, with the occasional strange, luminous fish swimming by.
Overall, everything went smoothly and perfectly as he planned.
"Umit, this is indeed a brilliant plan!"
Gild Tesoro said self-satisfiedly.
"Perhaps, but we can't let our guard down until the very last moment."
"Umit said softly."
This is his experience gained from many years of maritime shipping. As the saying goes, "He who walks a hundred steps is only halfway there at ninety." A ship cannot be considered successful until it docks at the shore.
"I appreciate that about you, but this is going a bit too far," Gild Tesoro said with a laugh.
"I hope I'm mistaken, but the plan is going too smoothly. Those people aren't fools; on the contrary, they're quite clever."
Umit looked worried.
Throughout his long career in maritime transport, this inexplicable feeling saved him many times.
"Haha, you're overthinking it. Such a perfect plan, as long as it's not leaked, those people would never even think of it."
"Moreover, only the three of us know about this, so there's absolutely no chance of anything going wrong..."
Gild Tesoro.
But immediately, his smile froze on his face.
A man with fiery red hair and a scarf, along with a long-legged, aloof woman and a group of people, emerged from a small mirror and stood before them.
"Katakuri!"
Gild Tesoro shouted in disbelief.
He could hardly believe his eyes; their submarine was navigating thirty meters underwater.
How could Katakuri find that?
"As expected, danger arrived as predicted."
Umit sighed, with an expression that said, "I knew it."
His premonitions were always accurate, and the unexpected happened as predicted.
Fortunately, it was only two Three Sweet Commanders who came; they could handle them.
"Hand over Caesar. I don't want to say it a second time."
Katakuri's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
As he spoke, a powerful Conqueror's Haki erupted from his body, pressing down on Gild Tesoro and the other two.
At this moment, he showed none of the cautiousness he had displayed in Dressrosa.
The majesty of a vice-captain of one of the Four Emperors was fully displayed before Gild Tesoro and his companions.
I am meek and submissive in front of Luo Wen, but I strike hard against you.
Katakuri looked down at Gild Tesoro and Umit with disdain.
Even if two Underworld kings joined forces, he was absolutely confident he could take them down.
Under the pressure of Katakuri's Conqueror's Haki, Gild Tesoro felt a sense of pressure, but it didn't have a significant impact.
This is a formidable opponent, but still within our capabilities.
Expecting him to hand over Caesar based on this level of understanding is somewhat presumptuous.
"That's far too arrogant, Katakuri," Gild Tesoro said angrily, his face grim. "If you want Caesar, come and take him yourself!"
He still couldn't understand how these people had suddenly appeared, but it didn't matter anymore. No matter how Katakuri appeared, defeating them was the only thing that mattered.
It's just Katakuri, not one of the Four Emperors himself, nothing to be afraid of.
Umit stood firmly beside Gild Tesoro, ready for battle.
"Court death!"
Katakuri made a tough statement, preparing for a battle.
Meanwhile, Smoothie and the others behind him also entered battle mode.
The two sides were locked in a tense standoff, neither willing to make the first move.
Because they are currently 30 meters underwater, once the submarine is breached, they will face seawater that is effective against those with superpowers.
This is not a suitable place for fighting.
So Gild Tesoro and Umit surrounded Caesar.
Both sides maintained a tacit understanding: the moment they landed would be the time for their major battle.
Just then, a loud bang was heard, followed by a violent shaking.
"Someone is attacking us with artillery shells!"
Umit's heart tightened, and he shouted loudly.
He was all too familiar with that sound. Back when he wasn't the King of Shipping, he often used these kinds of cannonballs to shoot at other ships, and he was shot down quite a few times himself.
"Someone else has spotted us?"
Gild Tesoro asked in disbelief.
His plan was flawless, so why did so many people suddenly appear?
"We have to go up!"
Umit ignored Gild Tesoro's confusion and quickly maneuvered the submarine to surface.
If the submarine were to explode at sea, they would be finished.
Soon, the submarine surfaced.
Gild Tesoro and his two companions, along with Katakuri, emerged from the submarine's cabin and stood on its hull.
At this moment, two large ships surrounded them; these were Du Feld and Pieklo.
"Gild Tesoro, why don't you say goodbye to us old friends before you leave?"
"Isn't that incredibly impolite?"
Pieklo and Du Feld laughed as they spoke.
"How did you find me? My plan was so perfect!"
Gild Tesoro's face was extremely grim.
How could so many people know about such a perfect plan!
There were only three of them on the submarine, Caesar had no opportunity to commit the crime, and if Umit were to backstab someone, it wouldn't have been so complicated.
Could it be that I myself am the mole?
"Your plan is indeed excellent, but there's something extra about you."
Pieklo laughed smugly.
He just loves seeing people's shocked expressions.
"There's a bit too much stuff?"
Gild Tesoro was taken aback, then immediately began to examine the area.
Following Pieklo's suggestion, he found a small black bean in his sleeve.
It seems that this thing was what exposed his plan.
Gild Tesoro crushed the little black bean in one gulp, almost wanting to swear.
After all that, it turns out the mole really was himself!