I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 247, Section 246: This is your best chance!

Kuzan, holding one in each hand by the collar, raised Shamrock and said helplessly:

"Let's go back. This guy is badly injured. He'll die if he doesn't get treatment soon."

Mercer said calmly, "This seems to be my spoils of war. You want to take it away without my permission?"

Zephyr glared at Moses: "So what else do you want? To kill them? They're not ordinary Celestial Dragons."

Messer glanced at him. "You know quite a lot. Well then, tell me about it."

Karp sighed. "He doesn't know much either, so let me explain."

Then, he began to talk about what he knew about the internal organizational structure of the Celestial Dragons.

For example, there are the Celestial Dragons and Muggles who have privileges but no real power through ordinary consanguineous marriages; there are the Knights of Faegarland Garin, who are called gods; and there are the Five Elders who have lived for a long time and sit at the center of power.

This extends to the entire army's commander-in-chief, the CP organization's 0-9, and in short, various frameworks that are densely connected like a spider web.

Listening to his explanation, Moses gained a more comprehensive understanding of the power framework of the World Government for the first time.

Even after more than ten minutes, Moses still hadn't heard any name like Narona Imsael from him.

With his eyes slightly lowered, he thought it was nothing special.

His mouth was getting dry from talking, and Garp, his lips twitching, looked at Moses, whose thoughts were clearly scattered, and couldn't help but roar:

"Are my words really that boring?"

Moses nodded, then shook his head. Garp rolled up his sleeves, his face darkening, and said:

"What do you mean?"

Mercer said calmly, "To be honest, it's of no use to me."

I thought you were going to tell me if they possessed any ancient weapons or other powerful weapons.

"By the way, you just said the Five Elders are monsters who have lived for a very long time. Are they immortal? How did they do it? Pure gold? Or the Op-Op Fruit? Or some other technology or ability?"

Karp's lips twitched, and his eyes flickered; he had some suspicions about these things as well.
"I don't know, and you shouldn't ask about it. These matters involve the Celestial Dragons' most closely guarded secrets."

Mercer said indifferently, "Those things are not important, and I can't be bothered to find out. The secrets of this world are nothing more than power."

"As long as my fist is big enough, these secrets will come to me on their own."

Garp nodded in agreement, glancing at Shamrock, who was still bleeding:
"Let's go back to the warship. It's best if this guy doesn't die, otherwise it'll cause a lot of trouble later. In short, don't let him die in front of us."

As Garp walked into the ice wall, he looked at Mather with some envy:

"You look rather good-looking, how did you do that?"

The gray mist spread out, and two figures appeared beside them. Asia still concealed her wings, while Yamato glanced at the dead-dog-like Shamrock and whispered:

"He seems very strong."

Asia glanced at him coldly, "Yes, he is very strong, but no matter how strong he is, it doesn't change the fact that he's like a dead dog right now."

Zephyr glanced at the newly appeared Asia, his eyes flickering slightly, and thought to himself, "This little one is very strong, no less than that kid Gaki."

Where did that guy Mercer find such amazing girls?

Together, they are no less formidable than the monster groups of the New World.

The Emperor's Gang!

It seems that even if he becomes a pirate, he is not someone the Navy can easily mess with.

As a naval officer, this was the first thing that came to his mind—a habitual way of thinking stemming from his profession.

Once on the ice, Garp looked at Mercer and said, "Help us get our ships out of here later, otherwise we won't be able to get out anytime soon."

Moses: "No way. I'm still a prospective pirate, and I'm naturally opposed to the Navy. I won't do anything that would aid the enemy."

Garp's lips twitched, and he felt his fist harden.

"Your bounty hasn't been officially announced yet, so you're not a pirate."

Moses said calmly:
"Then I won't do it. I can't stand the humiliation. I'm a potential dangerous element, so it's best if you don't talk to me, lest it have a bad influence on you."

Garp's lips twitched, and he threw a punch at him. "You brat, I think you deserve a beating."

Moses dodged quickly under his fists, but he couldn't hit him, he just couldn't hit him.

Slightly!
Garp stopped his punching motion with a dark expression, his eyes filled with a hint of melancholy, and said:
"Fine, if you won't help, then so be it. Anyway, I'm just an old man, and my grandson is all grown up and doesn't like to listen to me anymore. Sigh!"

Moses's lips twitched, and he looked at him speechlessly. Garp also looked over.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Mercer asked helplessly, "Who taught you all these tea ceremony moves?"

Karp looked at Moses with a puzzled expression, indicating that he didn't know, meaning, does this thing really need to be taught?

Upon arriving at Karp's warship, he summoned medical personnel from three ships to take Shamrock into the cabin for treatment.

Messer looked at Junzi, whose forehead was bandaged, who was placed on the deck in front of him, and said to Asia, "Wake her up."

Asia tilted her head. "Whatever you want?"

"as you like."

Asiya walked over and grabbed Junzi's shoulders, slapping him repeatedly.
A series of slaps landed on both sides of Junzi's face, and in less than ten seconds, Junzi's pretty face swelled up like a pig's head.

Seeing that she was still unconscious, Asia clenched her fist and punched her in the lower abdomen. Thud!
An impact spread outwards.

Gurgle!

Junzi's eyes suddenly widened and opened. The next second, Asiya grabbed the back of her head and slammed her knee into her face.

Bang!

Blood vessels spread across Junzi's eyes, and the whites of his eyes rolled upwards again.

Upon seeing this, Asiya threw her to the ground and pressed her right foot into her lower abdomen, applying intense pain to her brain and bringing her back to her senses.

Junzi's vision gradually cleared, and he realized his current situation. He glared fiercely at Asiya:

"You lowly commoner, do you want to die?"

Asiya looked at Yamato, "Give me the spiked club."

Yamato blinked. Although he didn't like torturing people, he wasn't the one doing it himself.

Besides, the guy's use of the term "lowly commoner" also annoyed her, so she took out a spiked club and handed it to Asia.

After taking her hand, Asiya looked coldly at her and raised it up, saying, "You don't seem to understand your own situation."

It fell with the sound of the wind!
Click!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Junzi suddenly arched his back, his bloodshot eyes wide, and covered his right calf, which was now V-shaped with bone fragments breaking through flesh and blood.

Asya raised her spiked club to smash it down on her other leg when Kuzan emerged from the cabin and spoke:

"Oh dear, you two started fighting again the moment I looked away. You young people really have a short temper."

Turning her head, Asia's ruby-like eyes gleamed crimson:

Are you going to stop me?

Kuzan looked at Moses helplessly:
"You probably don't just want to beat her up, do you?"

Mercer said casually, "Maybe I'm just bored and want to hear her beautiful screams."

"Hey, hey, hey, you weren't like this before."

"But what can I do now that I'm a pirate? I have to do things that are befitting my status, right? Pirates are scum, but I can learn from them."

Moses glanced at him coldly, leaving Kuzan speechless. After all, Moses was so ruthless that he even insulted himself.

"Asia is ready, now it's my turn."

He took the blood-stained spiked club from her and pressed it against her pig-headed face.

Seeing her sweating profusely and her stubborn expression, Mercer said calmly:

"Your expression is good. Do you need me to make a stronger impression on you?"
The other leg?

Junzi's eyes trembled slightly. Mercer shook his head and smiled.
"Looks like you're not such a tough nut to crack after all."

Junzi's voice was hoarse. "What exactly do you want? Don't you know who we are?"

"Miss, are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten that I almost beat him to death a few years ago? Do you think I care?"

Junzi's eyes trembled involuntarily. She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want to die:
"What do you want me to do?"

Moses said calmly, "Smart."

"Can you get in touch with Garin? I need to talk to him."

Junzi fell silent, then noticed that Messer had handed the spiked club to the red-eyed Asia. Her eyes widened, and she quickly said:
"I'll help you make the contact. But the Den Den Mushi is on our ship."

Mercer looked at Asia: "Take her to get it. If she tries anything funny, kill her."

Asya nodded to Messer and mentioned that she was flying to the ship next door.

Messer returned the spiked club to Yamato.

Yamato was somewhat disgusted by the bloodstains hanging on the stick. After taking it, frost spread and froze, then he knocked it off.

At that moment, a gaze filled with emotion appeared from the cabin. Mercer turned his head and saw a slender young woman standing there:

"Hey! Long time no see."

Upon seeing that Moses had noticed him, Peacock looked at Moses with a complicated expression and said:

"Long time no see? You've been seeing me all the time these days, why are you ignoring me?"

The peacock approached, a barely perceptible hint of grievance in its voice:

"Are you going to become a pirate?"

Mercer chuckled. "What, are you going to arrest me?"

Peacock looked at the splattered bloodstains on the deck and licked her lips:
"Would you treat me the same way you treated her?"

Mercer glanced at her. "Go, beat her up."

Hearing this, Yamato's lips twitched as he said, "Can you stop calling me like I'm a dog?"

That being said, the unfriendly gaze directed at Peacock still made her take a step back. This woman was a powerful figure on par with Hancock, a ruthless person that even her grandmother might not be able to defeat.

Messer stroked the dog's head, and Yamato's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was like seeing some kind of tail spinning clockwise like a propeller behind me.

Mercer sighed helplessly.

Yamato blushed and gritted his teeth as he said:

"You're cursing me in your heart."

"It's not an illusion."

"Stop lying, you definitely cursed."

"Yes, I cursed."

Yamato: "What did you say to me?"

Moses: "That's not important." Yamato wanted to ask more, but at that moment, Asiya flew over with Junzi and threw him on the ground, letting out a hiss of pain.

Junko dialed a number on the Den Den Mushi and handed it to Moses:

"This is Lord Garin's."

I took it, and within seconds the Den Den Mushi was connected to the other end.

Mercer remained silent, as did Garin, who was opposite him.

Mariejoia.

Villa district, Figueirand district.

Sitting behind the desk in the study, there sat an elegant man with white hair at his temples, his hair and beard standing up like crescent moons.

Looking at the unfamiliar appearance mimicked by the Den Den Mushi in his hand, a sense of foreboding washed over him. The other end remained silent for a brief moment.

"who are you?"

A slight smile played on Moses' lips. "Figarand Garin?"

After so many years, to be addressed by name again, a cold glint flashed in Garin's eyes: "I am. Shamlock lost again?"

Moses said calmly, "It seems you've guessed who I am."

"He shouldn't be dead. Garp and Aokiji are there. So, what do you want?"

Then Garin's calm voice came through.

"My title is too lowly, and I don't want to be put on a bounty by you right now. If you insist on putting a bounty on me, then I think the title of Godslayer would be quite good."

Of course, although Shamrock won't die this time, I still took a little something from him and made a small piece of paper.

If you're going to offer a reward for my actions, remember to make sure the child stays home and doesn't run around, otherwise I might give him a hard time one day if I'm in a bad mood.

Garin stared at the Den Den Mushi with twitching eyes; this was only the second time in his life he had felt so frustrated.

The last time was on God's Island, when we were forced to hide the children.

Looking into the microphone with a blank expression, he said in a completely emotionless tone:

"Are you threatening me?"

Moses chuckled softly:
"No, no, no, I'm just a mere ordinary human. How dare I threaten the high and mighty Celestial Dragon?"

"I'm just stating a fact."

Of course, if you feel embarrassed, you're welcome to bring people to cause me trouble, but please don't mention something as disgusting as offering a bounty.

Otherwise, I do have some experience with things that are disgusting.

For example, I would send out some photos of babies in bright red all over the world.

I suppose Figarand's reputation is worth far more than the reputation of a nobody like me?
What do you say, Lord Galin of the Figalander family?

Garin clenched his fists, his crescent-shaped beard trembling with rage. He took a deep breath and said, his anger burning.

"You came to see me just to talk about these trivial things?"

Moses' lips curled up slightly:

"So you mean?"

Garin, looking as if he had swallowed a dead fly, said with a dark face, "You and my Shanks are on good terms, so I can grant your request, but you must destroy the photos you took of Shamrock."

Moses said calmly:
"I don't like taking nude photos of men, so I haven't taken any yet. By the way, Junzi, do you want some?"

Junzi's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Mercer. He was about to speak when Asiya covered his mouth, and Garin's voice came through:
"What did she do to offend you?"

Mercer laughed and said, "Just kidding. By the way, the matter of Shamrock is over. Now let's talk about Junzi."

I heard she's one of yours. How much are you willing to pay to kill her?

Garin fell silent again, and after a brief silence, asked, "What do you want?"

"That depends on her value to you. If she's not important, I can kill her for you."

"A Zoan-type Devil Fruit."

"A mythical beast species! Boss, you're so generous."

Garin's lips twitched. "Ordinary."

"Heh, then let's go with a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit." Moses's expression was somewhat disdainful.

Where to trade?

Moses thought for a moment, then chuckled softly:
"I will be on this warship for a while, and the transaction will take place in two days at the port near Mary Geoise."

Garin's gaze sharpened, and he was about to speak when Mercer's eerie voice came:

"This is your best chance to kill me. If you're going to make a move, you'd better bring the general, the marshal, and the commander-in-chief with you."

You probably won't be able to catch me if you have fewer than ten generals-level combatants.

After all, I can fly! I'm a user of the Float-Float Fruit!

Click!

Mercer hung up the Den Den Mushi.

Karin stared at the Den Den Mushi in front of him with a mixture of anger and uncertainty, and couldn't help but curse aloud:
"Damn the Five Elders. And the Float-Float Fruit? What a joke!"

The peacock beside him stared blankly at Messer with its mouth slightly open, as if it were looking at a madman.

Seeing her expression, Mercer reached out and lifted her chin, chuckling softly:
"What? Is there something dirty on my face?"

The peacock's expression was complicated: "...You."

Mercer shook her head. "This is none of your business. By the way, call your grandma and tell her not to come. It wouldn't be good if she got hurt by accident."

Kuzan looked at Messer with a serious expression and said, "Are you really going to that port over there? Do you know that it's full of powerful people? There are at least five who are no weaker than me there."

"We can still gather the ten general-level powerhouses you requested."

Mercer narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled softly:

"Did you include it in your calculations?"

Kuzan said speechlessly, "When we get there, I might not be able to avoid taking action even if I don't want to."

Moses nodded: "Then you should give me more seawater then."

Kuzan was furious. "Fine, I can't control you anymore. I'm going to find your grandfather."

Moses laughed as he watched him leave, then looked at Asia and Yamato:
"Let's go, I need to go and make some arrangements too."

Patting the peacock's head, Mercer grabbed the two of them by the arms and flew into the sky.

The peacock could only watch helplessly, suddenly feeling the distance between them growing ever wider.

Before long, they arrived at a floating island thousands of meters in the air.

On the deck of the big ship.

After telling them his decision, Moses looked at Robin, Ace, and Hancock, and smiled lightly:

Why do you all look so serious?

Robin looked at Mercer with a helpless expression, while Ace and the others looked completely bewildered.

Hancock walked over and said seriously:

"I'll be with you then. No matter who they are, I'll face them together. I won't hold you back. I can still handle a great general."

Yamato Asiya remained silent, but stood beside Messer, her meaning quite clear.

Erii quietly came over and took Messe's hand.

In an instant, they all came to their senses and began chattering and expressing their opinions.

“I want to go too. Even if I can’t beat the general, I can still help you clear out some of the smaller soldiers.”

“Ace is right. I am a user of the Flame-Flame Fruit, and I want to go too.”

"Me too, I'm going too, the head of the household."

“And bears.”

Pepe instantly shrank into a spirit form and screamed as she burrowed into Mercer's chest. Her voice echoed:
"Hala ala~ I'm safest here with you. I'll stay right here, and you can use my abilities when the time comes."

Mercer's right hand materialized into his chest and then pulled her out in his palm:

"You can do it."

He then looked at them and said, "You don't need to go this time. You're just going to show your strength. I'm confident I can get out unscathed."

Seeing that they were about to speak, Moses waved his hand and said:

"Listen to me, it's not your turn to step in yet."

One by one, they shut their mouths in dissatisfaction.

Runti, outspoken, glared at Perona clutched in Mercer's hand: "But Pepe isn't strong either. If you're going to take her, you might as well take Yamato and Hancock."

Hancock and Yamato stared at Mercer expectantly and said in unison, "Yeah."

Negative ghosts!

Two ghostly figures pierced through his chest in an instant.

Hancock and Yamato collapsed to the ground, their bodies curvaceous and their voices incredibly negative.

"I'm really useless. I wish I could marry Mercer and be a housewife, having babies every day."

"I'm sorry for being born as a human. If I could be reborn, I would like to be a puppy."

Everyone looked at Hancock in bewilderment. Had this woman just said something particularly shocking?

Perona stared at Hancock in disbelief. How did she end up being the wingman?

Three seconds later, Yamato glared angrily at Pepe, while Hancock lowered her head shyly, but then stared intently at Mather.

It's less about giving up and more about reckless abandonment.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that he no longer hides his ambition.

Mercer rubbed his head, looking helpless, and rubbed the tiny, Thumbelina-like face of Pepe in his hand with his thumb:

"See? I told you not to use your abilities at home so casually."

Peipei rolled her eyes helplessly, "How was I supposed to know that woman was thinking about that kind of thing all the time?"

Mercer sighed, "Alright, that's settled then. I'll take Pepe with me to broaden her horizons this time."

He unleashed his Observation Haki over an extremely wide area, and his Float-Float Fruit ability permanently modified the island, allowing his body to interact with the concept of levitation.

Touch the power of awakened abilities.

Permanent weightlessness modification.

Floating island.

Gray mist spread from Moses's hand, revealing a large briefcase.

Open!

(End of this chapter)