Pirates: The Strongest Justice

New World.

The mighty sea was turbulent.

The silver-white Baiji sailed slowly, with three half-rusted iron cages placed on the spacious deck.

Arranged in order from left to right.

They are [Moon Hunter] Katrin Diemei, [Sand Crocodile] Crocodile, and Basque Choate who fell asleep.

"Brother Atlas, what should we do with these people? Send them directly to Impel down?"

Smoker and Enel looked around the three of them for a few times and asked first.

"Hey!! Marine, what do you mean, are you humiliating me?"

Crocodile stared at Atlas fiercely through the iron railings, and a thick seastone chain was wrapped around his waist.

The arms that lost the support of the fruit returned to their original shape, without the golden pirate hook, only empty air.

These guys, it's okay to arrest him, the worst they can do is be imprisoned until Impel Down again.

But he actually dared to use an iron cage to imprison him! ! It's simply a naked humiliation.

"That guy shouldn't be a fruit user, right?"

Atlas pointed at Choate who was snoring loudly, turned a deaf ear to Crocodile's shouting, and said with a sneer on his face.

"no."

"Chop it and throw it down to feed the Sea Kings."

"——?!!"

Choate, who was still squinting his eyes and pretending to be sleepy, suddenly widened his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"What do you want to do? Marine!!"

Swish——! ! !

There was a flash of sword light, and a blood-red slash leaped out, directly breaking through the iron cage and slashing towards Choate's thick neck! !

laugh--! ! !

Blood splashed, and a big head rose into the sky. There was still disbelief and... deep fear in the widened eyes.

This Marine...is really a madman! ! !

This was Choate's last thought before he died.

He regretted it extremely now, why did he come here to join in the fun?

"...Hmm hahahahaha!!"

Crocodile on the side watched helplessly as a large ball of blood spattered towards him, his face suddenly changed, and then his laughter suddenly turned from low to high.

"It's really completely different from before!! Bai Jian!"

When I first met this man before, he was just a little lieutenant.

Although he has strength far beyond his military rank, his murderous aura is not as strong as it is now.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to enter the underwater prison intact.

Unexpectedly, only such a short time had passed, and this guy was actually stronger than he imagined.

He was filled with bitterness when he recalled the battle on Cramepo Island just now.

Absolutely cruel! It's almost a one-sided abuse.

The sight color can predict the future, the high-level suppression of the armed color, and a Conqueror's entanglement directly give Crocodile a wave of [king addiction].

However, this [King] refers to Pluton.

"People change, don't you do the same? Sand Crocodile."

Atlas glanced at Crocodile, who was wrapped in seastone shackles, and waved casually:

"Take the two of them down, they are an eyesore."

————

Naval Headquarters, Marineford.

The port that was repaired after the war was much more spacious than before, and an ordinary Marine-style warship was docked here.

In the front, there are bustling and well-dressed recruits.

Uniform Marine sailor uniform, without any epaulettes on the shoulders.

In the recruitment training camp, no matter what position you held before entering, you must be treated equally and return to a blank slate.

Of course, when a Marine enters the recruiting camp, his meager job title is of little use in Marineford, which is full of generals.

Boom——! ! !

There was a dull sound of footsteps, and a man wearing black sunglasses lowered his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and stretched out his military uniform with all his knotted muscles.

Along the way, the Marines on duty all around stood at attention and gave the man a Marine salute.

“Everyone has it!!”

His eyes scanned the serious and immature recruit's face, and he said: "Next, is the last actual combat of this training camp. This is not the first time you have participated in actual combat. I believe you all understand the rules."

"I won't get involved unless necessary. Everything depends on you."

After saying these words, the man strode forward towards the gangway. The Marine around him remained motionless and undisturbed at all.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zephyr couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Although there were no young talents that impressed him this time, he admired the hard work and strong execution ability.

Otherwise, Shuzo would usually lead the actual combat training, but he happened to be interested and wanted to examine the overall combat quality of this batch of Marines in more detail.

It can also be regarded as a practical assessment.

————

New World, an unknown sea area.

Aboard the Baiji.

The Bloodline on the deck has been wiped clean, and Crocodile and Katrin Dieme were imprisoned in a temporary prison.

Other Marines on the warship are performing their respective duties.

Except... these two guys Smoker and Enel.

"What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Try another one!"

"Just try it!"

"..."

Conversations like this happen every few days.

"You haven't been back to Dressrosa for a long time, haven't you? Cyrus?"

Ignoring the two living treasures, Atlas lay under the umbrella, took a sip of cold juice, and glanced at Cyrus who was practicing his sword meticulously under his sunglasses.

"Huh! Yes, it's been a long time. I wonder how Rebecca is doing?"

Hearing this, Cyrus wiped the sweat from his brow, placed the broad sword in his hand on the ground, and said breathlessly.

Rebecca...

Cyrus's eyes were full of doting.

Over the years, he and Scarlet had occasionally exchanged letters, and the letters often contained some photos of Rebecca, which relieved some of his lovesickness.

However, he always felt indebted to the mother and daughter in his heart.

After all, he not only left Scarlet during her most difficult time, but also missed Rebecca's growth.

Ha~~I don’t know if Rebecca still recognizes me as her father after seeing me.

Cyrus thought somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"...In that case."

Atlas looked at the corners of Cyrus's eyes that were shining in the sun, and shouted loudly:

"Navigator! Going to Dressrosa! I happen to be on the way too!"

"..."

Cyrus was speechless, looked at Atlas suddenly, then turned around, secretly wiped his face, and muttered with the corners of his mouth raised:

"Really, I'm not on the way, I'm obviously going to take a detour!"