The Coming Decisive Battle

Sada looked at Kuru, stretched out Kuina other hand, instantly coated it with Armament Haki, and swiftly hurled it at Kuina.

"A speed contest?"

Kuina looked up at Sada and Kuru, her eyes flashing with a cold light, the red glow in her eyes moving with the glint of the blade.

He pushed off the ground with both feet, and with a "whoosh," he stepped backward, then gripped the knife with both hands and swung it rapidly.

The blade and the fist collided rapidly.

The clanging sound was incessant.

In the air.

Kuta pulled off his Wine Gourd, looked at Kuina, drank his sake, and suddenly tilted his head to the side.

A huge black fist grazed past his head.

He Guotou, looked at the suddenly appearing Melason, and chuckled, "Old man, sneak attacks aren't exactly a good tactic!"

Melason looked down at Kuta, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a serious expression, "There's no such thing as a sneak attack when dealing with Pirates like you!"

After saying that, he threw a left hook punch at Kuta's head.

Kuta sensed the sharpness of Melason's fist, pushed off with both feet, and dodged backward with ease.

Then he raised the Wine Gourd and took a sip.

He lowered his head, looked at Melason, and asked, "Old man, can I ask you a question?"

"What?"

Melason paused, stepping on the moon cloth, standing in the air, staring at Kuta, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that Kuta still didn't want to fight him, he could only withdraw his fist, take the Cigar out of his mouth with his right hand, and exhale a puff of smoke at Kuta.

"Hey kid, can I ask you a question?"

"Well!"

Kuta was drinking when he suddenly stopped.

"Oh! What's your problem?"

He looked at Melason with an interested expression.

Melason raised his right hand, took a drag of his cigarette, looked at Kuta, and asked.

"Young man, what brings you to sea? And why do you wish to help the Bass Kingdom?"

"Hey! Old man, this isn't a problem!"

Kuta tilted his head, looked at Melason, and raised an eyebrow.

"However, I can answer both of your questions."

"Why go to sea? Of course, it's to see what this world is really like!"

Don't you think there are too many places in this world to go on adventures and have fun?

"Fish-Man Island, Sky Island, Desert Kingdom, Giant Animals... all sorts of things, even Bass is a miraculous island."

"If I had stayed in my hometown, I would never have experienced such beauty."

Ah, life!

"Is it adventurous?"

Melason's eyes flashed with reminiscence. He had encountered countless Pirates crews in his life, but he hadn't met many Pirates were purely for adventure.

"If it's an adventure, then why bother coming to the Bass Kingdom in the first place!"

He looked down at the corpses of Corus and Black Gun in the rubble below, his brows furrowing slightly. He then looked up at Kuta, his eyes narrowing.

"And he even killed members of CP0."

"You should know who you're making an enemy of by killing them!"

Kuta looked at Melason and asked curiously, "Old man, I'm Pirates! I helped the Bass Kingdom because they paid me!"

"As for killing CP0..."

Kuta raised his Wine Gourd and took a sip.

"Phew~"

"Aren't these guys my enemies? Since they are enemies and have already attacked, they must be prepared to die! Do you expect me to let them go?"

"Hey old man, don't ask such a stupid question!"

"Oh!"

Melason nodded. "I was mistaken; I almost forgot you're a Pirates."

"Now that I've answered all your questions, could you answer one of mine?"

"What?"

Kuta leaned forward, staring at Melason, his smile fading, and said seriously, "You're the one who helped CP0 break through Bass three years ago, aren't you!"

Melason paused in his smoking, looked up at Kuta, and remained silent.

After a moment of silence, he finally replied, "Yes! It's me."

"I know you didn't take action three years ago, so why are you trying to stop Bada now?"

"There's no need to explain naval matters to a Pirates like you!"

"That's true."

Kuta nodded, then stared at Melason and asked loudly, "Do you know what's going on on this island? And who are the people here?"

"Have no idea."

Melason shook his head and answered simply and neatly, then looked up at Sorata and asked doubtfully, "You know?"

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I be here?"

Can you tell me?

Melason also wanted to know about the island.

But why would Kuta tell him now?

Kuta stared at Melason, chuckled, and said, "If you can keep me entertained in the upcoming battle, I might tell you. Otherwise, you'd better go find it yourself!"

"And another thing! Old man, you must know about the Bass Kingdom, right?"

"And you still dare to stop Bada? Is this your Justice, and the Justice of your navy?"

As he spoke, he hung the Wine Gourd on his waist, reached for the Zankū with his right hand, stared at Melason with a cold look in his eyes, and with a "whoosh," he quickly rushed towards Melason.

"If this is your sense of Justice, then you might as well die!"

Chapter 38 The Imminent Final Battle

"Justice?"

Melason's eyes narrowed as he watched Kuta rushing towards him. His fist instantly filled with Armament Haki, and as he met the blade Zankū, he pulled his right hand back and slammed it forward.

Clang--!

The shockwave instantly dispersed the smoke and dust below, followed by flying debris.

Melason looked down at Kuta, who was standing right in front of him, and shouted, "You brat, do you have the right to question the Justice of our navy, and my Justice?"

As he spoke, he swiftly swung his left fist toward Kuta's head.

"Don't joke around."

Although he knew that there were many problems, big and small, within the Navy, his Justice, and the Navy's Justice, were not something a Pirates could question.

He may not have lived a particularly great life, but at least he lived a life with a clear conscience.

"Oh..."

Block--!

Kuta sheathed his sword and swung it backhand, blocking Melason's left fist. He looked up at Melason, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Did you get angry and embarrassed after being touched on a sore spot?"

"Since you care so much about Justice, then go and do the Justice thing!"

With that, Kuta raised his sword and swiftly slashed down.

Clang--!

Melason retracted his right hand and quickly threw a punch, easily blocking the oncoming blade.

"Kid, don't be so arrogant. I've carried the Flag of Justice for decades; you can't even imagine what I'm capable of."

"I can't imagine it, but I at least know that coming to stop Bada, your navy, and your sense of Justice is a complete mistake."

Melason did not refute Kuta's words; his hands moved rapidly, clashing quickly with Kuta's blade.

Now...

No, it should be that after learning the mission location, he already knew that this island was not simple.

But there was nothing he could do.

Even if he was unwilling, he could not disobey the World Government's orders. Fortunately, after arriving on the island, the mission assigned to the Navy was to do their best to stop the Silver Hair Crew.

This also allowed him to avoid facing Bada.

He's a marine, so capturing Pirates is his duty. As for the people and things on this island, he'll see for himself when the time comes.

Not far from Ore Island, a naval Fleet is rapidly heading towards the Ore Island.

Upon closer inspection, a parasol was visible on the bow of the largest, giant Navy Warship.

Under the parasol, a tall figure dressed in a yellow striped orange suit was reclining on a deck chair, leisurely sipping tea.

Behind him stood five tall figures exuding a terrifying aura.

Strawberry looked at his superior, Borsalino, also known as Kizaru, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Lord Borsalino, we're going to deal with the Silver Hair Crew this time, so please at least take it a little more seriously!"

"Come on! Don't be so nervous."

Kizaru put down his teacup, glanced up at Strawberry, and waved his hand.

I don't know what the Marine Headquarters and the World Government were thinking, suddenly launching Buster Call against an uninhabited island.

You can start it whenever you want!

He even managed to catch it.

He was planning to take advantage of this holiday to relax and unwind.

Little did they know that they were caught in the Buster Call against the Silver Hair Crew and were urgently summoned back.

"The Buster Call!"

Established by the World Government's Marine Headquarters, it is designed to launch indiscriminate and devastating attacks on the areas that emit the signal (also known as "the Great Destruction Weapon"), used to completely eliminate anything and anyone in an area that poses a threat to the World Government's rule.

It is equipped with one Golden Den Den Mushi and one Silver Den Den Mushi. The Golden Den Den Mushi is controlled by the Admiral Marine Headquarters Fleet Admiral Headquarters and is used to send a notification signal when it is decided to launch the Buster Call, while the Silver Den Den Mushi is placed at the Marine Headquarters to receive the notification signal from the Golden Den Den Mushi.

Alternatively, you can authorize others to use the Golden Den Den Mushi.

The Buster Call was a brutal and inhumane attack that burned everything in its path, consisting of 10 warships, 5 Vice Admiral, and the navy's elite forces.

The Warship that carried out the Buster Call were the most robust and offensive in the navy, all built by the Imperial Shipyard Water 7, with approximately one thousand naval soldiers on board each ship.

"Ugh! What a tiring life! The worst part is there's no overtime pay, which is really annoying."

Kizaru picked up his teacup, looked ahead, and drifted into thought.

Just then, one of the middle-aged men among the five Vice Admiral standing behind him and with Beli spoke up.

The middle-aged man sported a mohawk hairstyle, with his long, dark purple hair tied back in a topknot. He also had a dark purple mustache. He wore a light purple striped suit over a dark blue shirt and a white tie. A white navy overcoat was draped over his shoulders, and two medals hung on his chest. He wore black leather shoes and a samurai sword at his waist.