Pirates: The wages are in place and the Yonko will be kicked out.

When Gion finished telling the inspirational story about the world's greatest swordsman Hawkeye (author: Porusalino, name: Smell the Chicken and Dance) to little Dashiqi, Smoker's subordinate, a young The navy soldiers also came to report the situation to her:

"Ms. Gion, we have new progress regarding the situation,"

The sailor boy lowered his voice and reported to Gion Hui. The latter nodded clearly, then looked at little Dasqi with an apologetic smile:

"Sorry, little Dusky, my sister has something to deal with first. Let's practice together next time when we have a chance!"

"……Um!"

…

"We discovered the lair of the pirates we wanted to destroy this time. They occupied an abandoned tavern at the end of the bay and used it as a base without authorization... There were about fifty people who were responsible for staying behind during the day, and none of them looked too big. They are probably just gangsters with high combat effectiveness. We just reported to Major Smoker and are waiting for his instructions."

After listening to the report from his subordinates, Gion tied "Kinpira" on his waist and rushed towards the hotel lobby where Smoker was.

"Smorg, regarding the next move..."

Smoker was "piling stones" in the lobby of the hotel. He was about to put the last stone when Gion came in and deliberately moved the table. The tower of stones that was finally piled turned into ruins.

Although he knew that this game was not suitable for him, Smoker still failed repeatedly. However, perhaps because of work and training, someone came in and made trouble every time when he was about to succeed.

The culprit, Gion, looked at the stones scattered on the ground with a smile, and then said seriously:

"Are you planning to make an arrest now?"

"No, it might be better to wait until tomorrow afternoon. According to the reports of the investigators, it seems that they are not all there. And just now, they made a 'reservation' with the hotel on the island. It said that everyone would be there at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. A banquet will be held there, and if the islanders don’t want to get into trouble, prepare wine and food for them in advance.”

The fact that the pirates are willing to mobilize in full force is of course the best thing for the navy - but Smoker's seemingly rational arrangement actually hides his anger.

When he thought of those scum on the sea taking away money from the islanders little by little, he felt anger welling up in his heart - couldn't the navy start taking action before people were harmed?

Of course, facing Major General Gion, who was his superior and senior, Smoker would definitely not be able to reveal his unwillingness. And he actually knew that to eradicate the pirates who were like locusts, they had to be cleared up in one go and not based on whim.

But understanding clearly and feeling comfortable in your heart are completely different things...

"Feeling aggrieved?"

"……Um?"

Gionwu's sudden opening made Smoker feel a little dazed. He subconsciously raised his head to look at the young superior, but his pupils suddenly tightened.

The opponent's big, piercing eyes, which were originally like black pearls, were dyed a heart-stopping golden color at this moment - Smoker broke out in cold sweat just after looking at them for less than half a second. lowered his head.

"Sorry, Smoker, I can't control the new abilities very well yet..."

"No, it's okay."

Smoker then realized that although he had never shown his abilities, Gion had indeed inherited the top superhuman abilities of the former Yonko BIGMOM, the Soul Fruit - both within the Navy and some well-informed outsiders. , even regarded her as the future "Queen of Navy Soul".

"You know, Smog, I once followed General Porusalino and studied with him. Once, we encountered a similar situation. On a paradise island, we encountered more than 200 people gathered together. The number of pirates who have risen is actually a small problem. The most troublesome thing about them is that they have taken a large number of hostages."

Gion just maintained his exaggerated posture, looking around and speaking in a reminiscing tone:

"Can't use guns, can't charge, can't use swordsmanship... Those pirates even thought they had defeated our navy, and in turn made us surrender who surrounded them."

"Then what……"

Although he is not a person who likes gossip, Smoker is still looking forward to what Gion will say next - after all, looking at the entire Navy Headquarters, anyone who is not a newcomer on the first day will know that as long as it involves What happened to Admiral Porusalino was either an accident or a story. In short, it sounded very interesting.

"Then? Then it took maybe less than three seconds for Admiral Porusalino to finish off all the pirates - he even took the time to complain to us that it might be more convenient if he had Overlord Color Haki. Four seconds!”

As Gion told this story, the heart-stopping golden light in her eyes softened slightly, and Smoker could also see the raised corners of her mouth and a slightly helpless shake of her head.

"You know what this story tells us, Smoker?"

"……What?"

"General Porusalino said this - 'In the face of absolute power, go to hell with problems and difficulties! We train so hard, we work so hard to become stronger, are we just to torture ourselves?'"

Smoker wished he could get up right now and salute Porusalino in the direction of Marinevando.

…

Walking along the coast from the port with a pier, you will arrive at a small bay surrounded by cliffs in about thirty minutes.

There seemed to be ships coming in and out of this area in the past. Old buildings that are no longer in use were built around the bay. In one corner there was an old tavern that was unusually brightly lit. Although the windows were temporarily covered with paper, a little light still leaked out from the gaps - this was the pirates' stronghold.

Gion, who was alone, looked up at the tavern. He didn't need to use his powers or his haki at all. He just listened and could hear the faint voices coming from the room at the end of the third floor.

Gion politely tried to ring the doorbell, but as expected, the doorbell was broken and did not ring, so she knocked again.

In fact, she was not like this before, but due to the influence of Porusalino, who always likes to deliberately catch phone bugs when answering the phone, she often behaves in a similar way - using Porusali Nuo's point of view is that the enemies are too weak, so weak that even cutting their nails may take more time than dealing with them. If you don't take the initiative to find opportunities for yourself to delay, it will be really boring.

"Excuse me, Navy Express, is there anyone?"

After waiting for a short while, the door opened a thin crack, and a thin man with a dark face poked his head out.

"What the fuck...sss--!!"

For a moment, the man even thought he was dreaming. How could such a beautiful person appear so late at night——

boom!

Without even taking it out of its sheath - the hilt of Jinbiluo's sword hit the man's chin, shattering his mandible and knocking him into the wall behind him, causing him to pass out.

Gion then opened the door, walked in, then closed the door behind his back and looked towards the end of the dim corridor.

There were a few rays of light coming from the stairs at the end of the corridor.

She had no intention of going up the stairs - under the domineering perception of Shen Wense, she just fired a "fingergun flick" and "shot in advance" and took away the life of the man who was whistling downstairs.

Then she climbed the stairs step by step - as expected, those people were in the room at the end of the third floor.

She overheard their conversation while they were drinking and having fun.

"We have all these rednecks at our mercy! It's so cool!"

"There is also a stupid kid who will break in alone! We must take her and sell her for a good price!"

After just a few sentences, Gion couldn't listen any more. With a gloomy face, she spoke to the air:

"Smog, suffocation is a painful way to die, right?"

"ah!"

At some point, white smoke appeared behind Gion, and then poured into the sin-filled room from the crack in the door.

…

The smoke that suddenly appeared as if it was alive turned into many hands, controlling the pirates who were having fun, and then covering their mouths and noses - until they convulsed in pain and finally died completely.

It was only when Gion opened the door and the white smoke was shaped into the shape of Smog, and was tied tightly with ropes, that little Tashiqi fell to the floor, that she finally recovered from the shock:

"Gion sister?!"

"I knew it was you, little Dusky!"

"……sorry."

Gion's serious expression made little Daschi feel sore in her nose, and she immediately admitted her mistake frankly and apologized.

Smoker untied the rope for her, and then kicked the pirate corpses scattered around together with his feet.

“It feels like you can’t do anything, right?”

"……Um."

"Even if they know they can't win, they can't forgive them for hurting the people they care about, right?"

"……Um."

"If you don't want to just watch and do nothing, you must want to do something, right?"

"..."

Gion's questions one after another made big tears roll out of little Taschi's eyes - she just tugged on the corner of Gion's clothes, for fear that she would be disliked by him for doing something wrong.

Gion could only sigh and then touched her head:

"I can understand and understand you, but little Dasqi, no matter how strong a person is, can't act hastily like you..."

Smoker on the side blinked his eyes - who just said that there are no problems and difficulties in the face of absolute power?

Gion stood on the deck, looking at the silhouette of the island fading away.

The "Cyclops" has been sailing for almost an hour. Although the small shadow waving the bamboo knife on the pier is completely invisible, it is still a bit reluctant to return to the cabin like this.

Gion leaned on the armrest, letting the sea breeze blow her bangs wantonly. At this time, Smoker came to the deck with two cigars in his mouth.

"That child will definitely become stronger, Major General Gion. In this world full of sin, if she is devoted to justice, then she knows where she should go."

"But the current navy is not enough to become the existence that the child has placed his dream on."

Gion looked at his hand. White waves that had the same ability as many people but were different slowly appeared - "But in the future, it will definitely be possible."

"I just don't know whose subordinate or partner she will be at that time."

As if by mistake, Smoker said these words.

"Ah - gone."

Little Dasqi stood at the port, waving her bamboo sword while watching the other end of the horizon where the "Cyclops" was heading.

"You, do you want to give it away or practice it?"

The uncle from the blacksmith shop said helplessly to Dasqi who couldn't calm down.

"It's more efficient to do two things together. Even if you rest for half a day, your wrists will become rusty!"

"It doesn't matter if we are unfamiliar. Anyway, thanks to the navy, this island has become peaceful."

"But, uncle, I have a new goal!"

"Target?"

Little Dasqi lowered her center of gravity and looked straight at the bamboo knife raised forward.

Seeing how Smoker and Gion easily eliminated the pirates, she understood what she should do if she wanted to get rid of the unwillingness to cry that made her cry, and if she wanted to protect the people she wanted to protect——

"I must become as strong as Sister Gion and join the navy in the future!"

If the story of Gion and little Tatsuki is a so-called heartwarming story that can make people smile at a time when big news breaks out frequently and the sea is shaken at every turn, then what Porusalino is experiencing now , is the "legend" that countless people yearn for.

Above the cloudless sky.

Originally supposed to be hidden in the fog of the Devil's Triangle, the "terrible three-masted ship", known as the world's largest ship in size and scale, was floating high in the sky, heading towards the Navy's headquarters, Marinevando.

After this period of adaptation, Rear Admiral Fina, who was already very powerful, has become able to skillfully use the power of the floating fruit to stabilize the terrifying three-masted ship that the navy secretly found.

But in order to be able to control such a big guy, she still needs some time to improve her abilities.

However, even if she could improve her abilities to that level, she would not be able to drive the terrifying three-masted ship 24 hours a day - this ship plays an important role in Porusalino's future plans.

For power issues, we have to start from other aspects——

Powered by human power, you can consider the hard-working Germa clone troopers with almost no shortcomings.

Driven by technology, it must be combined with the wisdom of Dr. Vegapunk and the abilities of Porusalino, Sakaski, Kuzan or Fujitora.

But these ideas will take time to complete.

At present, the driving force of the terrifying three-masted ship still comes from the most primitive sails and Fina's control. In order to master this new way of navigation as soon as possible, the navigators of the navy who were secretly selected have been working hard recently - Porusalino was forced to use Nami, a child laborer.

But no matter what, the rate of travel of the terrifying three-masted ship was pitifully low before it was completely adapted. From the Devil's Triangle to Marineland, Porusalino and the others have been walking for quite some time.

At this moment, Porosalino was holding a phone, casually straddling the balcony railing of the top floor room of the castle, looking down at the sailors busy sailing below with a smile on his face.

The strategic significance of the Fluttering Fruit secretly seized by the navy is too powerful. Flying the terrifying three-masted ship is just the first thing Porusalino plans to do around this fruit.