The innocent civilians nearby watched the pirates openly plunder the wealth and supplies that rightfully belonged to them, but dared not voice their anger. The corpses in the corner, tortured beyond recognition, served as their warning.
A large group of senior officers from the Acid Pirates sat together in the center of the square.
In the most prominent seat sat a tall, thin man wearing a dark green shirt, black trousers, and knee-high boots.
He was the second member of the Shichibukai, Acid Mika.
As a user of the paramecia acid-acid fruit, he could freely conjure vast quantities of acid with astonishing corrosive power and lethality. His underlying strength was also quite impressive.
"Hahaha! Captain! Who would've thought those idiots in the World Government had the good sense to pick you for the Shichibukai!"
One of the senior officers raised his wooden tankard and loudly flattered him.
"Life's going to be easy for us now! Legal plundering rights! Hahahaha!"
Micah nodded arrogantly and drained his drink.
As pirates, they might openly scorn the Shichibukai and call them the World Government's dogs.
But in reality...
Recognition from the World Government was itself proof of a pirate's strength!
Their "legal status," which allowed them to operate openly in broad daylight, was particularly coveted by countless envious pirates.
Micah had once considered the Shichibukai the World Government's loathsome dogs, scum who had betrayed their pirate principles.
Especially his predecessor, Crocodile. He had heard the man was actually doing good deeds in the Alabasta Kingdom in Paradise, and the people called him a hero?
It nearly made him puke!
Were there really pirates in this world who did good deeds?
Micah had nothing but contempt for Crocodile's actions.
Yet when the agents of CP0 appeared before him bearing orders from the Five Elders...
Micah