Becoming a Pirate, I'll Never Regret It!

Moriah felt a chill run down his spine, and a bead of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Arrested at the Navy's headquarters, Sengoku must have planned this all along. Besides, has this guy already prepared a candidate for the Seven Warlords of the Sea so quickly?

Trafalgar Law sheathed his sword and stood there. After several marines reattached Jinbe's upper and lower body, they took Jinbe had been injected with a sedative, straight to Impel Down.

"Yes, I hope that on the battlefield, you two will stand firmly on the Navy's side and serve justice. Please return."

Moriah, with an unfriendly expression, glanced at Law, feeling extremely wary.

The information is unclear, but Jinbe's strength should not be underestimated. This guy was able to cut Jinbe in two with one strike and then put him back together, so his Devil Fruit ability must be quite special.

After Moriah left, Law sat in Jinbe's seat, his expression complex.

"Donquixote Rosinante, also known as Corazon-san, is your adopted son, isn't he?"

With a creak, the assistant outside silently closed the door, standing guard to prevent anyone from entering. Sengoku put his hand to his forehead and sighed deeply.

"The child that Rosinante risked his life to save is now standing right in front of me, it's just..."

"I didn't come here to listen to old people's lamentations. I just want to know why you didn't kill Doflamingo with your own hands?"

Click! Click!

His knuckles cracked, but Sengoku lowered his hand again, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"I am the Fleet Admiral, the standard-bearer of the Navy. If even I, the Fleet Admiral, have to take the law into my own hands against pirates, what will the other Navy personnel think of me?"

"Moreover, Donquixote Doflamingo's release from Impel Down was not on my orders, but rather on the orders of the Five Elders."

"I am unaware of his deal with the Five Elders, but it may be related to the Four Emperors, Uchiha Huayue, who rescued you back then."

"After that, Doflamingo aligned himself with Kaido's crew, and even the current Four Emperors Alliance has become his backer, making it increasingly difficult to take action against him..."

Luo remained silent in response to the Sengoku ' statement, only looking at the Kikoku in his hand and the wheel on his wrist with a cold expression.

"That's good, that's perfect. Since you're a role model for the Navy, I'll handle this myself. I'll repay Doflamingo for Corazon-san's grudge in full."

For a moment, Sengoku frowned, and his tone became slightly stiff.

"We, the Navy, don't concern ourselves with the feuds between pirates, but you can't fight on the battlefield. Otherwise, I will personally strip you of your Seven Warlords of the Sea and your freedom, Law!"

"As the Fleet Admiral, you'd better not worry about my affairs. Whitebeard is no easy opponent..."

"Compared to Whitebeard, you might attract an even more troublesome being. Kaido and Big Mom's alliance hasn't even officially begun yet, and the head of the Huayue clan, who has occupied Wano Country, is secretly eyeing this sea with his extensive intelligence network..."

"The new Four Emperors are carefree, but once the flames of war sweeping the world are ignited, they are destined to be unable to remain unscathed, not to mention the Seven Warlords of the Sea, each with their own ulterior motives..."

"The future of the navy rests on your shoulders, Fleet Admiral. It is a great responsibility."

His words were full of sarcasm. Luo smiled coldly and was about to turn and leave when Sengoku called him back.

"The future of the Navy is none of your concern. Since we dared to target Whitebeard, how could we not see the hidden dangers involved?"

"Pirates may be powerful, but the Navy is not as simple as it seems. Cherish your position Seven Warlords of the Sea while you can, your time is running out, Trafalgar Law."

Upon hearing this, Luo remained silent for a moment before disappearing from the conference room.

At this moment, the Sengoku period was solemn. He looked towards the New World in the distance and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Don't let us down when the time comes to end the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Dr. Vegapunk..."

Meanwhile, on the sixth level of the Impel Down, the Infinite Hell.

Led by the warden, Garp remained silent, carrying a basket of fruit and food, and walked to the cell door deep inside the prison.

"Ace, how was it? They didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Inside the prison, Ace, whose hands and feet were shackled, raised his head, his face slightly haggard. In this Infinite Hell, being able to eat a meal once every seven days was considered a great act of mercy from the guards.

Ace, who had long been under close surveillance, had not eaten a single bite of food to this day.

"I'm sorry you had to see this, old man."

With a forced smile, Ace lowered his head again; excessive hunger made him unwilling to speak.

"Eat, Ace. This is probably the last time I'll see you before my execution. I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise to your mother."

Sitting cross-legged in front of the prison cell, Garp lowered his eyelids, a hint of guilt flashing in his cloudy eyes.

However, Ace shook his head slightly and forced a smile.

"Excuse me, I'm a pirate on Whitebeard's ship, how can I eat Marine food..."

Bang!

Drops of blood seeped from between his fingers. Garp stared intently at Ace, tears streaming down his old face.

"Why? Why? Why isn't everyone following the path I laid out? If we just kept going, we would have been safe, Ace!"

"Grandpa, becoming children was the dream and promise of the three of us. Joining the Whitebeard Pirates was a decision I will never regret in my life..."

"I'm sorry I didn't follow the path you laid out for me... But a man never regrets his actions. I've fulfilled your promise. This is my path. Becoming a pirate, I will never regret it!"

The chains rattled, Garp remained silent for a long time, looking as if he had aged decades in an instant. Even his usually straight back had become quite hunched.

"You've grown up, Ace ..."

As his footsteps faded into the distance, facing the fruit and meat left before him, Ace leaned against the wall, looked up at the sky, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

"I never imagined that your adoptive grandfather was actually the Hero of the Marines Garp. What an extraordinary and complicated background."

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Jinbe. Where were we... Ah, Luffy, my other brother Sabo, and I were in the mountains when we encountered a brown bear..."

On the other side of the Infinite Hell, the taciturn Crocodile stared out of the cell, his brows furrowed with murderous intent.

"I can't believe you're still alive, Douglas Bullet!"

At the other end of the cell, Bullet was constantly honing his physical skills, turned around and smiled slightly at Crocodile.

"I heard from other prisoners with bounties over 100 million that you became Seven Warlords of the Sea, but you've neglected your training until now, and you've actually been defeated by a rookie pirate. What a disgrace!"

At this moment, Crocodile remained silent. No one knew how strong Douglas Bullet was, after more than ten years of training in Infinite Hell.