Paramecia-Type Lust-Lust Fruit

His heart was heavy; the situation was getting worse and worse, and the balance at sea had long been broken.

Rocks' ambitions are obvious. By forming an alliance with the five great pirate crews, a major war is inevitable sooner or later.

The navy... is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Not to mention, there are also various forces operating in the shadows, such as the Revolutionary Army and the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Heh, Fleet Admiral isn't easy, is it?"

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from behind.

Akainu turned around and saw former Fleet Admiral Sengoku holding a bag of senbei, grinning like a retired old man.

"Mr. Sengoku... what brings you here?"

Just as he finished speaking, another person walked in.

Vice Admiral Tsuru announced loudly, "I'm bringing you the official appointment document. From this day forward, Sakazuki, you are officially appointed as Fleet Admiral."

Akainu didn't take it; instead, he took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Sengoku asked in surprise, "When did you learn to smoke?"

Vice Admiral Tsuru found it amusing, "You wouldn't regret it, would you?"

Regret?

I wouldn't say I regret it, but I never expected that the pressure I would face after becoming Fleet Admiral would be much greater than I imagined.

Akainu exhaled a smoke ring and said calmly:

"Retired old man, don't wander around aimlessly. I'm the Fleet Admiral now. Put your things down, and you can leave."

Sengoku and Vice Admiral Tsuru a glance and shook their heads helplessly.

The two left one after the other, and as they reached the door, Sengoku turned back and reminded them:

"Regarding Roger... he surrendered himself. He was terminally ill, and after his public execution, we confirmed that his heart had stopped beating."

He paused, then added, "But if the recent rumors are true, it's definitely not that our navy helped him fake his death and escape; it's more likely that someone stole his body and brought him back to life."

"Wait a minute..." Akainu frowned and asked, "What is the One Piece?"

"No one knows except the Roger Pirates."

"Could Roger have made it up on purpose?" Akainu frowned even more deeply.

Sengoku smiled:

"No, the One Piece is real!"

Chapter 253 Paramecia - Lust-Lust Fruit

Sengoku and Tsuru left, Akainu stood alone by the window, lost in thought.

Roger was arrested...

To be precise, it was the year Roger surrendered, 19 years ago. At that time, he was still Marine Vice Admiral and had no right to know about some of the things that happened then.

For example, interrogating Roger.

The records from that time have all been sealed away, and he has no idea what was asked or what was answered.

The interrogation was conducted by Sengoku, the then- Admiral.

"What exactly did Roger say that convinced Sengoku that the One Piece was real?"

Akainu was completely baffled, and Sengoku was unwilling to bring it up, which annoyed him.

He decided to go directly to the Five Elders and get to the bottom of things.

"Wealth, fame, power."

"The man who once possessed the entire world, the Pirate King Gol D. Roger, his dying words caused people all over the world to flock to the sea."

"My treasure? Go and take it if you want it, go and find it! I've left everything in this world there!"

The New World, Delta Island.

In the dimly lit room, the walls were covered with wanted posters for pirates.

The man stared at a wanted poster in his hand, muttering to himself.

[Goldo Roger]

[Captain of the Roger Pirates]

[Bounty]: 5.5648 billion Beli

The old wanted poster was crumpled into a ball by the man. He turned around angrily and looked at the man on the sofa.

"Looks like your plan failed. Someone found the 'One Piece' before us, Bullet!"

Douglas Bullet, a former member of the Roger Pirates, nicknamed "Demon Heir" and "Heir of the Devil."

Bullet, tearing wildly at the sea monster's flesh, scoffed at the comment.

How do you know the intelligence is true?

"You saw the news this morning, too. That Whitebeard has been rejuvenated, regained his youth, and gained the power of immortality!"

That's just news.

Who do you think I am?

The man was furious; Roger's arrest warrant was crumpled into a small ball in his hand.

"I am Buena Festa, the Underworld's number one celebration master. My network spans the globe, including intelligence brokers, arms dealers, and black market bosses."

"What does this have to do with the veracity of the intelligence?"

Festa took a deep breath and slumped down behind the table. "I know the black market dealer on Hachinosu. He told me personally that Whitebeard has indeed become younger."

Upon hearing this, Bullet paused in his eating.

Festa continued, "I died once, after a shipwreck, I was swallowed by Sea Kings, but fate smiled upon me, and I found the 'thing' Roger had discarded inside!"

Having said that, he opened the drawer and took out an Eternal Pose.

"This is Eternal Pose pointing to the Laugh Tale. With it, finding the One Piece should have been just a matter of time. Damn it... now someone else has beaten us to it!"

Festa angrily wanted to crush the pointer, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Bullet scoffed, "You've had it for years, haven't you? Why haven't you done anything about it?"

"I'm not interested! Even if I found it, so what? It would just be picking up what Roger didn't want. What I want is 'surpassing'!"

Festa gritted his teeth. "If I had known the One Piece was related to 'resurrection' and 'immortality,' I would have gone to find it long ago!"

What he thought was the One Piece was a mountain of gold and silver.

That damn Roger, he didn't even explain himself before he died... wait, that bastard might not even be dead.

Since no one died, the idea of surpassing others is meaningless, and the plan he and Bullet devised becomes pointless.

"You can do whatever you want. I have no interest in immortality. Have you prepared what I asked you to prepare?" Bullet continued eating his meat.

Festa remained silent for a long time. Now that the One Piece had been obtained by someone else, his Eternal Pose was useless.

The Eternal Pose was useless, and his cooperation with Bullet lost its foundation.

But.

Festa opened the drawer again and took out a Devil Fruit.

"I bought this from a bounty hunter at a high price, it cost me 500 million Beli. You're already a Devil Fruit user, what do you need this for?"

Having said that, he tossed the fruit to Bullet.

"I owe a debt, and I have to pay it back every three months. It'll be over soon."

Bullet caught it, recalling the promise they made when they escaped from prison.

The Seven Deadly Sins branded him, and in exchange for "providing him with a Devil Fruit every three months," they released him from prison.

The agreed time is fast approaching.

Fortunately, Festa helped him get one, otherwise he would have defaulted on the first one, and might have ended up fighting with the Seven Deadly Sins' debt collectors.

If he wins, all will be well; if he loses, his freedom will be over.

"You can still be in debt?" Festa was taken aback. "Just kill the creditors."

"..."

Bullet was speechless. If he could do that, why would he bother preparing Devil Fruit?

After escaping from Impel Down, he initially didn't intend to keep his promise, but later he saw news reports that the Seven Deadly Sins had destroyed Marine Headquarters.

Thinking about it carefully, I realized that I was alone against an entire organization, and I simply couldn't win.

Seeing his expression, Festa immediately realized what was going on and muttered a mocking laugh under his breath:

"So that's how it is. Who is the opponent you can't defeat?"

The Seven Deadly Sins.

Festa's eyelids twitched violently. The name Seven Deadly Sins was legendary, a group of madmen among madmen who dared to directly attack religious fanatics at Marine Headquarters.

"I've heard they have a mysterious master. Have you ever met that 'Fifth Emperor'?"

"No."

Bullet finished eating, picked up the Devil Fruit, and stood up, saying, "Continue collecting Devil Fruits for me. I'm going out for a bit."

"Wait! Our plan has become meaningless; I have no reason to continue helping you," Festa snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Be patient, I have a feeling something big is about to happen."

Bullet left after saying just one sentence.

This is Delta Island, a naturally secluded island carefully chosen by Festa, far removed from the sphere of influence of the major powers in the New World.

The island has a spring-like climate, and in the center of the island is a huge inland lake, from which Knock Up Stream erupt from time to time.

Starting from the central lake, three wide waterways connect to the coast.

Bullet walked straight along one of the river channels until he reached the edge of the river before stopping.

He reached up and touched the mark on his neck, silently activating it.

At the same time, he said:

The item has been found.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to contact the Seven Deadly Sins, and he didn't know if it would work, so he waited silently.

About ten seconds later, the mark on the neck began to emit a golden light.

A voice came from within the golden light:

"This summoning... is Lesser Mark. Who are you?"

The so-called Lesser Mark only has the function of summoning; the mark holder cannot use the teleportation function.

Bullet was momentarily speechless; the Seven Deadly Sins seemed to have completely forgotten about him.

If he had known this would happen, he would have simply stopped contacting the other party, and perhaps he wouldn't have had to pay off his debts.

"I am Douglas Bullet... As promised, I have prepared the Devil Fruit."

"Oh, it's you. My Ain. Please wait a moment."

A brilliant golden light shone forth, outlining a pentagram magic circle on the ground in front.

The next moment, a slender woman slowly appeared.

"We meet again, Mr. Prisoner."

"It's you..."

Bullet recognized the woman; she was the one who had drawn blood from prisoners in jail.