For a moment, the line fell silent. Then Sengoku's suppressed cough came through.
"You really are too impulsive. The appointment letter has already been given to him. Proceed according to plan and send Ace to Level 6 of Impel Down."
"Level 6?"
All right. Mu Chen had known this for a long time anyway. Given Ace's status, he really was supposed to be held on Level 6.
"You know Ace's identity. He isn't just the Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates—he's also the son of Pirate King Roger. If there were a Level 7, it wouldn't be excessive to lock him up there."
Mu Chen did not argue. It was a little exaggerated, but those two identities really were troublesome. Although Ace's strength was Admiral-level, his status was simply too extraordinary.
"All right, I understand. I'm already on my way to Impel Down."
Mu Chen finally agreed and did not make any special demands.
Sengoku's voice softened somewhat. "Finish up and come back for a meeting as soon as possible. The date for Ace's execution at Marineford will be set soon. Don't let anything go wrong." "I understand."
Mu Chen knew that the Marineford War was about to begin.
Then Mu Chen hung up, and the Den Den Mushi immediately returned to its round, goofy expression.
A few days later, Mu Chen's warship passed through the Gates of Justice. Impel Down's outline flickered in and out of view amid the clouds, while the cannon muzzles atop its walls stared fixedly at the approaching ship.
Seeing this, Mu Chen could not help but sigh. He had nearly forgotten when he had last come here.
Not long afterward, the warship docked at Impel Down's dedicated pier. The heavy iron gates creaked open, and Magellan was already waiting there with a group