We Need an Accident

The following day, two battered naval warships and a prison ship were discovered by patrolling naval forces near Punk Hazard. Former Seven Warlords of the Sea, Donquixote Doflamingo, had escaped from prison.

This news, which should have been blocked by the navy, was somehow intercepted by an unscrupulous newspaper, which then distributed it far and wide, making a huge profit.

Meanwhile, Trafalgar Law, far away in the North Blue, noticed the news and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"No need to wait any longer, now is the perfect time! Bepo, Penguin, Shachi, let's set off now!"

"No matter what, Doflamingo cannot die at someone else's hands. The only one who can take his life with my own hands and avenge Mr. Rosinante is me!"

The metal roulette wheel on his left wrist, besides a bright purple, also had a touch of Green Blood that resembled the color of whiskey. Luo looked around, and the three young children nodded in agreement.

"So, our Heart Pirates are about to set sail? I really want to say goodbye to everyone in town... I'm sorry."

After sliding down his knee at lightning speed as always, Law glanced at the submarine with the Heart Pirates' symbol on it, which also represented Corazon-san, on the edge of the coast, and made up his mind.

"Let's go, time to set sail!"

The three men and the bear boarded the submarine and sped off toward the distant coast. The end of this route was the road from the North Blue to the Great Sea Route.

In the quiet of the night, lights came on one by one, gathering at the harbor on the shore.

Have a safe trip, Luo!

With his gray hair and a dirty white coat stained with oil, Wolf, who was both the recipient of the submarine and the caretaker, shouted loudly, and the people of Happy Town watched him go.

Luo, aboard the submarine, turned around and nodded slightly.

"I'm grateful for your care during this time, Wolf, but no matter how much I struggle, I can't get rid of my hatred for Doflamingo..."

"In that case, I will personally end his sinful life, so that he may obtain Corazon-san's forgiveness in the Yomi, even if it means becoming an enemy of the world!"

Three years later, the Heart Pirates were officially formed and set off towards the Grand Line, closing the distance with their lifelong nemesis.

On the other hand, the Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

"What on earth is going on? Two warships and a rear admiral escorting them, yet Doflamingo and his Donquixote Family managed to escape?"

"Do you know what people outside are saying about us naval personnel right now? They're practically pointing their fingers at us and calling us empty shells that only know how to waste the public's money!"

Faced with the furious Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the Marine Vice Admiral who participated in the operation gathered together, looking at each other with expressions of helplessness.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, we have done everything we can to block the dark forces in the North Blue connected to the Donquixote Family, as well as the network of relationships he has secretly cultivated over the years..."

"But these territories and forces haven't made a move. The Navy intelligence department is still investigating who rescued Doflamingo. We really can't do that!"

The grumbling lieutenants complained one after another, which only made Sengoku more agitated. He slammed his fist on the table and shouted, and all the lieutenants slunk out of the room.

"Doflamingo, Doflamingo! You think you can turn the world upside down just because you're a mere sea ruffian?!"

While Sengoku was in a bad mood, Spandam was even more on edge in the conference room inside Mariejois.

"Five Five Five... Lord Five Elders, it's not that I'm incompetent, but we can now confirm that the blueprints for Dark King are in the hands of Tom's two disciples."

"Carter Frum, his young apprentice, has already been killed by the Sea Train. The only suspect is Iceburg, who is currently inheriting Tom's Studio and has been in frequent contact with our World Government!"

Inside the meeting room, Spandam wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but accidentally stepped on his trouser leg and tripped. The Five Elders didn't even glance at him, their eyes unfathomable.

"Since that's the case, let's adopt a conciliatory policy. Fame, wealth, power... all human desires have their hidden greed."

"Obtain the blueprints for Dark King from them as soon as possible, and secretly set up several safeguards. I am now handing over command of CP9 to you. You must seize Dark King from the World Government at all costs!"

Jaigolusia Satan gave the order in a low voice, Spandam immediately obeyed, leaving Mariejois in a disheveled state.

"With the blueprints, we can rely on the power of science and the support of wealth to replicate Dark King, and we won't have to extinguish those burning lights one by one."

As the Godhead of Finance, Izanbaron V. Nassjuro Sei is well aware of just how enormous the role of money can be in advancing science.

Even the so-called strongest scientist, Vegapunk, who was 500 years ahead of the world, obediently succumbed to the enormous wealth provided by the World Government.

"The closer we get to success, the more careful we must be. These Ancient Weapon, like that Devil Fruit, seem to have a mind of their own and are trying to escape our pursuit."

Marcus Mazsan spoke calmly, recounting how over the centuries they had experienced one near-success after another, only to be met with repeated disappointment.

Frankly, they had no hope of Spandam succeeding, but something was better than nothing, and one should always strive for it.

"There's another matter. Recently, there seems to be some unusual activity in the Navy. Some elderly men who are nearing retirement and have served the Navy their whole lives seem to have discovered something secret."

As soon as he finished speaking, a photo of former Marine Admiral Black Arm Zephyr, currently serving at the Naval Petty Officer Training School, was placed in front of the Five Elders.

"At this age, he is considered quite old even among ants. Why not just retire and enjoy his old age? Instead, he has to doubt the World Government. It's really absurd."

Shepard X. Pitt Saint, who uttered criticisms without mercy, did not care about the life or death of an ant, especially an ant that was gradually growing old.

The decline of age is an inevitable thing, especially for the elderly who have passed their peak and can no longer serve as Marine Admiral, making them quite difficult to manage on a daily basis.

"What should we do with this ant?"

"To dare to secretly investigate the World Government is an absolute desecration of the World Government and a challenge to justice. However, the other party is, after all, a former admiral who served the Navy his entire life. If word gets out, we need to consider the impact on our reputation..."

After a long pause, Jaigolusia Satan spoke softly, which immediately drew the agreement of the others.

"It seems we need an accident, an accident that can pose a fatal threat to this Marine Admiral..."