Chapter 75

Sengoku was so angry he gritted his teeth and was furious. He had never encountered such a despicable Pirates in his entire life!

After a long pause, he finally said curtly, "And now?"

Adrian feigned ignorance and said, "Why haven't you called Marine Headquarters yet? Are you trying to stall for time and cause Celestial Dragons to die? What a vicious plan!"

Sengoku was so angry he couldn't even speak. He simply walked to the side, took out the black anti-eavesdropping Den Den Mushi used by Admiral, and chose to transmit the message back to Marine Headquarters.

At this moment, Adrian, in a cheerful mood, looked at Kizaru and asked with a smile.

"Vice Admiral Borsalino, if the World Government agrees to my conditions and the Marine Headquarters can't refuse, wouldn't that be considered kicking someone when they're Justice?"

[Chapter 134 Intensifying the Effort]

The eldest child at Futaba Kindergarten didn't want to talk.

He wanted to give Adrian a hundred close-range eye shots of the Yasakani no Magatama.

However, Borsalino was already seriously injured at this time, and his full strength could not be fully utilized.

Even when he wasn't injured, his Yasakani no Magatama no Magatama, without Armament Haki, couldn't attack the Mimic Ghost, let alone Adrian, whose true form was currently hidden somewhere.

Moreover, Borsalino was too preoccupied with the trivial teasing remarks from the White Ghost to pay any attention to it at this moment.

When Celestial Dragons is placed on one side of the scales of trade, no matter who is thrown to the other side, no one will feel at ease.

Even Borsalino, who always appeared nonchalant and sarcastic in front of others, was conflicted at this moment, yet also felt a strange and slight sense of anticipation.

As Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral, Borsalino knew very well what kind of beings the Celestial Dragons were, even more so than most people in the world.

Borsalino understood perfectly well what choice the Marine Headquarters would make.

Especially under the instigation of the World Government and the oppression of the Celestial Dragon Race.

He, the Vice Admiral Monster, was now nothing more than an insignificant pawn.

If White Ghost is truly sincere and willing to make a deal, then the World Government would absolutely not mind exchanging a Vice Admiral for a Celestial Dragons of noble status!

Even the most Monster Vice Admiral is still just Vice Admiral, nothing more!

Unless your name is Monkey D. Garp!

If one's absolute strength doesn't reach the minimum threshold for Admiral, then even the strongest talent is just talent.

How many young people emerge each year because of their talent?

But how many of them will truly have the last laugh?

Borsalino understood the final decision made by the World Government and the Marine Headquarters, and expressed his understanding.

But that doesn't mean he'll accept it readily!

"Justice and righteousness...?"

Borsalino closed his eyes, like a prisoner awaiting final judgment; no one knew what was in his mind.

Marine Headquarters, Marineford, Fleet Admiral's Office.

The Fleet Admiral Kong sat behind his desk, arms crossed, looking coldly at the three CP0 members in white robes and masks in front of him.

"Is this the competence of Marine Admiral the Sengoku the Buddha?"

One of the leading CP0 members initiated the questioning.

"Even a nobody Pirates with a Bounty of only 400 million Beli can be stumped!"

Thump--!

Fleet Admiral Kong slammed his fist down on the desk, the force almost smashing the specially cast iron desk into a flat piece of metal.

"Watch your voice! Someone from CP0! You know, the Celestial Dragons' security has always been handled by your Cipher Pol, right? In other words, the Navy is cleaning up your mess right now!"

"Moreover, if it weren't for what the World Government did in the South Blue, this 'White Ghost' would never have become our adversary!"

Upon hearing this, the CP0 member who was originally standing on the right shouted angrily, completely disregarding the face of the Fleet Admiral of the Marine Headquarters.

Are you questioning the World Government's decision, Sora?!

"How dare I question the World Government's decision!" Fleet Admiral Kong said sarcastically. "It's just to find a woman that they decided to destroy the foundation and future of the South Blue... Ordinary Commoner are nothing more than rice in the field; you harvest one crop, and it grows back in a decade or so."

The CP0 member on the left finally spoke, his voice gentle, seemingly able to soothe the restless emotions in people's hearts without leaving a trace.

"Stop wasting time, Fleet Admiral Kong, Saint Rosward is still waiting for our rescue."

Fleet Admiral Kong sighed, picked up the Den Den Mushi from his desk, and dialed Sengoku.

A moment later, the call was connected.

"Sengoku, give the Den Den Mushi to White Ghost..."

After a rustling sound.

The Den Den Mushi, originally dressed in Sengoku style, transformed into a handsome young man with striking features, and chuckled gently:

"So it's Fleet Admiral Kong."

"White Ghost, how dare you—"

The Den Den Mushi interrupted him, "Fleet Admiral Kong, you didn't take the time to call just to give me a few nonsensical lectures, did you?"

Fleet Admiral Kong said coldly, "White Ghost, what you've done is tantamount to declaring war on the Marine Headquarters and the World Government. Do you really think you can stand up to the Marines and the World Government on your own?"

The Den Den Mushi perfectly mimicked the puzzled expression on the other end of the line.

"Isn't every Pirates who sets sail fighting against the Navy and the World Government?"

"Although I have never set sail, nor done anything against my conscience or Justice, nor have I ever flown a Pirates flag, I am still wanted and have a bounty Bounty on my head, aren't I?"

"I'm now Great Pirate of nearly 400 million Beli!"

The Den Den Mushi was silent for a moment, then several breaths later.

"White Ghost-- "

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Your Excellency, the incredibly Fleet Admiral Kong, just tell me straight: does the Marine Headquarters agree to this [deal]?"

The Den Den Mushi, resembling Fleet Admiral Kong, immediately exclaimed, "Absolutely impossible! Justice will never yield to Pirates!"

Sabaody Archipelago, Thirteenth Peninsula.

Adrian winked at Borsalino, who was lying on the ground beside him, his expression seemingly saying, 'The Marine Headquarters is quite responsible.'

Borsalino's expression finally softened somewhat; after all, the Fleet Admiral Kong's performance ultimately brought him some comfort.

However, Adrian's question the next moment made the marines on both ends of the Den Den Mushi instantly embarrassed.

"Alright, alright, I asked the wrong question again. I shouldn't have asked your navy," Adrian asked. "I should have found a way to cover up your Justice. So, what is the World Government's decision?"

Silence fell again on the other end of the Den Den Mushi.

Den Den Mushi and Borsalino on the other end of Sengoku Den Den Mushi clenched their fists silently at the same time, with the former glaring angrily at Adrian.

Until the image of the marshal Fleet Admiral Kong the Den Den Mushi disappeared, replaced by a mask-like white face with a soft voice.

"The World Government has agreed to this deal! As long as you can safely hand over Saint Rosward to us, Vice Admiral Borsalino of the Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral is at your disposal."

Borsalino's expression, which had just softened, instantly turned ashen.

Adrian patted him on the shoulder reassuringly and mouthed, "I'll avenge you."

The next moment, he spoke into the Den Den Mushi.

"You must have misunderstood something. The [Marine Vice Admiral] I'm talking about isn't this shiny piece of trash who just flashes around. I'm referring to the [Navy Hero]!"

"What is it that makes you mistakenly believe that someone I can easily defeat is equivalent to a noble Celestial Dragons?"

[Chapter 135: Aren't you still alive?]

Upon hearing this, everyone else on the field was astonished.

Borsalino, who had thought he was the real trading partner, was now unsure whether to laugh or curse.

The frequent changes in his facial expressions within a short period caused his facial muscles to stiffen. For a moment,

He's become even more sleazy...

Adrian shrugged at Borsalino, giving him a look that said, 'You're making a fuss over nothing.'

The next moment, he continued speaking into the Den Den Mushi: "Hey, it was just agreed that the World Government has agreed to this deal."

Adrian deliberately emphasized the words 'World Government' and 'promise'!

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the CP0 members reacted and resolutely refused:

"That's impossible!"

"Tsk!"

Adrian let out a short, mocking laugh.

"So, do you look down on the Celestial Dragons, or on Borsalino?"

Borsalino, whose heart had been inexplicably stabbed again, felt like crying...

While this is true, do you really need to repeat it over and over again, White Ghost?

Ignoring the intense inner turmoil of the Acting Ape, Adrian continued:

"Or is it that, in the eyes of your World Government, [Monkey D. Garp] is far more important than [ordinary Celestial Dragons], even in terms of their lives?"

Even the members of CP0 didn't dare to say a word at this point.

Although CP0 is the highest intelligence agency directly under the World Government and the superior of all other Cipher Pol, they do not take orders from the World Government but are directly responsible to the Celestial Dragons, the Celestial Dragons.

If at this moment, even one member of CP0 dared to accept Adrian's statement that Garp's life was more valuable than that of Celestial Dragons...

Once this matter is resolved, his head will surely roll, without even a moment's delay!

At this moment, it was Sengoku the Buddha, who had been standing silently to the side, who finally spoke.

"Stop with your cryptic, deceptive words, White Ghost." Sengoku, Sengoku face calm, stared intently at the Mimic Ghost. "You know perfectly well that we can't possibly exchange Garp for Saint Rosward, or Borsalino... Tell me your true purpose."

Seeing that Sengoku had taken the initiative to intervene, the CP0 members on the other end of the Den Den Mushi breathed a sigh of relief. The mask-like white face silently disappeared, and the makeup of the Fleet Admiral Kong reappeared.

Adrian narrowed his eyes, looking at Sengoku, who was gradually displaying the qualities of a wise Sengoku.

What is my real purpose?

You might not believe it when I tell you.

My original purpose in coming to the Sabaody Archipelago was only one: to be a happy lumberjack.

Cutting off half Yarukiman Mangrove root and carrying it away would be incredibly exciting!

But it was precisely because I had to consider the possibility of you, with your thick eyebrows Golden-Faced Buddha, suppressing them that I had no choice but to take action against the Celestial Dragons.

The Celestial Dragons were roasted like pigs, Borsalino was severely injured, and the Thirteenth Peninsula was nearly destroyed... No matter how you look at it, it's all Sengoku the Buddha's fault!

How could I possibly let this opportunity to push my luck pass me by?

I am truly a Justice person with an extremely strong sense of revenge!

"Sengoku the Buddha, what in this world do you think can be compared to the lives of the Celestial Dragons?"

In their verbal exchange, Adrian firmly grasped the initiative, leaving the choice to Sengoku.

Sengoku pondered for a moment.

"Devil Fruit..."

"I've heard that the Celestial Dragons casually toss Devil Fruit to their slaves."

"Haki cultivation..."

"Can you help me Awakening the ultimate Conqueror's Haki?"

"The Great Grade Sword..."

"I think Skillful Grade is the most suitable for me at this stage."

"..."

Sengoku eventually fell silent; no matter what, he couldn't think of anything that could rival the value of Celestial Dragons.

These Celestial Dragons, who are usually extremely extravagant and wicked, have enjoyed almost all the world's luxuries. What others consider invaluable treasures of the ocean are nothing more than discarded junk and trash in their hands.