Iceburg's Gift

Izanbaron V. Nassjuro Sei's expression was displeased, as he vaguely recalled the world-shattering battle and the terrifying domineering aura that ravaged his body.

"I thought they were extinct, but I never imagined that their bloodline still exists in this world. Even if it's a hybrid, I will never allow the bloodline of such sinners to roam the outside world!"

The chilling cold was bone-chilling, as if recalling the terrible nightmares he had faced before. Topman Vochuli Saint couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, unaware that even his inner lining was soaked with cold sweat.

"One Joy Boy is enough. This world doesn't need a bloodline of evil, nor does it need Drums of Liberation can unleash everything..."

Bahru bahru bahru...

"Who?"

"Lord Five Elders, this is Rob Lucci of CP9. The Uchiha Huayue's ship has been repaired, and the non-living surveillance equipment has been installed..."

"Very good. Once Uchiha Huayue leaves Water 7, immediately send a message to the intelligence department: we cannot let him obtain Dark King."

Click!

One wave subsides only for another to rise. Jaigollucia Satan Saint slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, calmed himself down, and then slowly stood up.

"Let's just leave it like this. They're just remnants of the Buccaneer Race bloodline; they won't cause any trouble."

Watching Jaigolusia Satan depart, the Five Elders felt heavy-hearted, already guessing why the Godhead of Science and Defense was in such a hurry.

"Why..."

With a soft sigh, the group lowered their eyes and unanimously avoided the topic.

A few days later, in Water 7.

"Is this all right? Are you sure we don't need to add sails?"

Iceburg looked at him strangely, while Huayue nodded slightly, looking at Dark King who had been drastically altered beyond recognition with satisfaction.

"Okay, that's settled then. See you again sometime."

Clang clang clang... Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Great! This makes the boat much sturdier, and I don't have to worry about damaging it while exercising. Excellent!"

After several blows, not a single dent appeared on the boat. Yamato satisfaction, but Baby5 covered her ears.

"It's too noisy, Yamato!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll just Shizune in a bit, sorry!"

"Hey, who touched my treasured wine? Hand it over right now..."

The chaotic scene on the ship resembled thousands of ducks arguing wildly, causing Huayue, who could no longer bear it, to cough twice.

"Please be quiet."

The next second, a strange magic quietly spread, and the entire port became silent, without a sound.

"Thank you for your help. Off we go, setting sail..."

The streamlined behemoth, with its mast removed and sails taken down, slowly sailed away. Watching its figure gradually disappear into the distance, Iceburg suddenly thought of something.

"Wait, here's a parting gift for you."

Whoosh!

Rob Lucci and Kaku, who were silently engrossed in their work, subconsciously looked up and saw a dark, ancient-looking box being tossed into the air and quickly landing in Uchiha Huayue's hands.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Iceburg."

Huayue casually tucked it into her bosom without turning her head. Kalifa, standing beside her, changed her expression, a strange glint flashing in her eyes behind her tinted glasses.

"President, what's that?"

"It's just a small gift. After all, we are the emperors of the sea. If we don't give a gift, people will say that we Water 7 stingy, hahaha..."

Watching the Iceburg walk towards Galley-La Company without her noticing, Kalifa almost bit her teeth to pieces. Do you know how much manpower and resources your little gift will waste in the CP Organization?

"What do we do now?"

"Let others have their headaches. CP9 only needs to pass on the information they know. Everything else is outside our scope of mission."

Lucci murmured to himself, deliberately avoiding the gazes of others.

"But what if the thing in that box is Dark King?"

"How could this guy, who has always been so meticulous in dealing with questioning from World Government officials and agents, possibly entrust his teacher's legacy to a pirate?"

"However, my idea is just speculation. After all, I haven't seen what's inside the box with my own eyes, so let's leave it to the rest of the CP Organization to figure out."

Kaku buried himself in his work again, nodding slightly.

"Yes, that's what I meant too."

"Hey, Kaku, a huge pirate ship has arrived over here! Come help!"

"They're here, they're here..."

Meanwhile, atop Dark King, who was heading towards the New World, Hiyori curiously approached, staring at the box in her hand.

"Brother, what is this?"

"Ancient Weapon Dark King, to be precise, is the design blueprint of the Ancient Weapon Pluton, and it is a replica drawn by the genius shipbuilder Iceburg himself."

Her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise, and she subconsciously covered her lips.

"Dark King? Why Water 7 have something like this?"

"Why? Of course, it's because Dark King was originally a war weapon designed by the shipbuilders of Water 7 for Joy Boy eight hundred years ago."

"His opponent was the predecessor of the World Government... He had the support of two or even three Ancient Weapon, but he was still defeated by the World Government for some reason."

"The value of backstabbing is still rising, hehehe."

A strange laugh escaped her lips as Huayue lay on the sofa, smiling as she accepted the newspaper Monet handed her.

"It seems I've won the bet. Are you ready to personally hunt down the Donquixote Family members in the future, Monet...?"

Monet, already trembling with rage, turned pale and turned his head away from the ambiguous, smiling face before him.

"No matter what you say, the one who will eventually become the Pirate King is definitely the young master!"

Throughout, Monet reiterated his unwavering belief, but for some reason, Monet confidence gradually waned.

"Enough, Monet. You and Sugar should tone it down a bit in front of Brother. Don't you think it's inappropriate to say such things in front of something so easily attainable by Brother..."

"Alright, Little Hiyori, she's just firmly believing in what she thinks is true. Why be so harsh on her?"

"For Monet and Sugar, seeing the truth they firmly believed in shattered before their eyes and being gradually ensnared by the lies they believed in caused them even greater pain."

"However, reality is often like this: without lies, there is no truth. When all the truth and falsehood in the world are stripped away, what remains is only the incomparably cruel reality."

The casual words continued to be spoken, but that languid expression quietly turned into coldness and cruelty.

"Although I don't like fate, it's still very interesting to plan a fateful battle. In your opinion, who will be the final victor in the battle between Trafalgar Law and Donquixote Doflamingo?"

In an instant, Monet's face turned even paler, but he still tried to remain calm.

"Don't be silly, how could that kid Luo possibly be a match for the young master!"