One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 253 The Four Major Legions! The Reorganization and Expansion of the Fallen Ones
"Brother Barto!"

The younger men beside her were also sobbing. "Don't hurt yourself like this. We're upset too, but you have to get through this. Don't look back, look forward!"

"forward?"

Bartolomeo suddenly raised his head, his swollen eyes still streaked with tears, but his pupils were already burning with a fierce flame.

"Yes! Moving forward is more important!"

He ripped the headscarf off his forehead and threw it violently to the ground.

"We've already fallen behind, and we absolutely cannot afford to be left behind again. Men, accelerate at full speed! We must enter the Milky Way Ocean within five days!"

The Milky Way Sea.

This new name, derived from the former Wisteria Sea, has become famous worldwide along with this major event.

The original "Wisteria" was ultimately a bit too elegant and didn't quite fit the style of the painting. In addition, the seven islands in this sea area, which are six stars and one moon, form a protective formation.

The new name is clearly a better fit than the original name.

"Five days? Boss, that's a long time to do!"

"Yeah, that's too extreme, Brother Barto!"

"Enough nonsense! Don't you all want to see Lord Shano sooner?!" Barto roared.

"I really, really want to..."

"That's okay!"

Barto gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "Let's fight to the death, guys! Our Barto Club is the strongest follower group in the East China Sea! We must! Absolutely! Be the core force of the Fallen Ones before those supernova brats!"

"Oooo!!!"

The crew members were filled with enthusiasm and responded enthusiastically.

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Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Including the previous seven days, Barto Club has been in the New World for almost half a month.

They encountered many hardships and dangers along the way, battling storms, exchanging fire with naval ships, and being chased around by sea kings...

In short, after traveling day and night, they finally arrived at the territory of the fallen.

"Mist Star Island! It must be Mist Star Island ahead, Boss Barto, we're almost there!"

"Oh, is it so!"

Bartolomeo, who was lying on a wicker chair sunbathing, suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, rushed to the bow of the boat, and clung to the gunwale, straining to see what lay ahead.

In the distance, on the horizon, a bustling port town gradually came into view.

A towering, striking white lighthouse stands at the highest point, its flag bearing a pattern of two crossed swords piercing a seagull, fluttering in the wind.

Indeed, it's the mark of someone whose story has come to an end!

"Waaaaah... We've finally arrived!" Barto cried, tears welling in his eyes. "Men! Attention everyone! Put on your best performance and don't embarrass Lord Shano!"

"Yes, Brother Barto!"

He quickly straightened his wrinkled coat, then grabbed his hair and made it stand up straight, applying some hair oil.

The first meeting is very important. I must be properly dressed and not let the seniors of the fallen artist think that I am an unreliable fool!

"Big brother! Look over there!" the henchman in the watchtower suddenly shouted, "There's a boat! It's coming this way!"

Ok?
Barto looked in the direction of the sound and saw a silver-white speedboat emerging from the side of the island and heading straight for their boat.

The flag of the Fallen Ones fluttered on the mast, but on the side of the speedboat was an unfamiliar emblem that even he, a die-hard fan, had never seen before.

—Two roses bloom on the shield.

There were about six or seven people on top, all wearing the same black uniform, with the Rose Shield emblem on their chests and cloaks.

What does this mean?
Barto was taken aback.

"Stop! People on board, state your names and purpose!"

The leader was a woman with short hair, wheat-colored skin, a capable and sassy demeanor, and a clear voice that could be heard clearly even from dozens of meters away.

Barto snapped out of his daze and hurriedly opened his arms, shouting:

"We are the Barto Club! I am Captain Bartolomeo, and I have come here specifically to seek refuge with Senior Shano!"

"Bartolomeo?"

The short-haired woman paused slightly, seemingly recognizing the name. She turned and whispered a few words to her companion before turning back to Barto, her tone softening:
"So you're a follower from the East China Sea, one of this year's supernovas, right? I've seen you in the newspaper. However, according to the rules, all newcomers who want to join the Fallen Ones need to pass the review first."

She then pointed to herself, "As for me, I am Elifa, the vice-captain of the 7th Division of the Garrison Regiment, responsible for patrolling the waters surrounding Mist Star Island and receiving new recruits."

She gestured for the speedboat to approach, then threw over a rope:
"Your boat needs to stop here first. You and your cadres come with us to the island to register. Until you pass the review, you will follow my instructions in all actions."

"Understood! Absolute obedience!"

Barto nodded excitedly and climbed onto the speedboat, using both hands and feet. Several cadres followed suit, looking around excitedly.

The speedboat changed direction and headed towards the main port of Fogstar Island.

Bartolomeo stood cautiously behind Emily, the sea breeze blowing in his face. He gazed at the approaching Misty Star Island, his heart pounding with excitement.

But when his gaze swept over the rose shield emblem on Elifa's uniform, he couldn't help but become curious.

"Um... Captain Elifa!"

He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer, his face beaming with smiles. "Excuse me, but what is the meaning of the pattern on your uniform? I've admired him ever since he first set sail a year ago. My loyalty to him is absolutely world-class, but I've never seen this symbol before!"

Elifa glanced at him: "That's the emblem of the Garrison Regiment... Judging from your expression, you don't even know the four major legions of the Fallen Ones?"

"The Four Major Corps?!"

When did this happen? Barto's eyes widened, and the cadres behind him all pricked up their ears.

"Looks like I'll have to give you newbies a good crash course."

Elifa shook her head. "Lord Shano has been in control of the Galactic Sea for more than two months now. In such a long time, especially after the Sabaody Archipelago incident, there have been countless people like you who have come to join him with various motives."

“Those who have fallen under the leadership of the master will naturally need to be reorganized and expanded.”

"First is the headquarters of the Fallen Ones, which remains unchanged. It is composed of the old crew members who have followed Lord Shano for a long time on the Fallen Ones. In addition to the headquarters, four major legions have been established, each with different tasks and missions."

"Like us."

She extended her right fist and pounded the badge on her chest. "The garrison regiment is responsible for territory defense and maintaining order. It has a size of over five thousand people. Under normal circumstances, we are not the ones to take the initiative to attack, so the emblem is based on a shield. The current regimental commander is the highest-ranking officer, Lord Jack." Senior Jack?
Barto imagined it for a moment, and the tough-skinned mammoths did indeed have a similar temperament to this defensively-oriented army.

As the speedboat entered the harbor, Barto saw several workers checking the cargo of the merchant ships. Their uniforms were embroidered with a pattern of intertwined wheat ears and gears.

"That's the infrastructure corps."

Following his gaze, Elifa smiled and explained, "They are responsible for territory development, resource allocation, and trade. They have the largest number of personnel among the four legions, approximately tens of thousands."

"Lord Shano knew he was an outsider in economics, so he didn't get too involved in that area. Instead, he selected a group of talented people from all walks of life who came to him for help, and let the best of them manage and operate the categories they were good at."

"Robin-sama of the Fallen Ones headquarters is the general supervisor, and the current corps commander is Kuma-senpai."

The kind and considerate senior bear, and the wise and intelligent senior Robin?

Barto nodded blankly. He didn't understand anything about construction or the economy, but with these two senior figures in charge, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

"As for the other two corps..."

Elifa led the group toward the castle in the town center, pointing to the training ground in the distance. Through the fence, they could see many figures training, their uniforms embroidered with crossed swords.

"The training corps is responsible for training the reserve teams of the other corps. Whether they want to fight or want to use their strengths to participate in construction, they can be further tempered here."

"Commander of the Corps, this is Lord Yixiao, the newly promoted highest-ranking officer."

A smile!
Barto's spirits lifted. He was overjoyed to hear that the Fallen Ones had gained another formidable powerhouse. He wondered if he would be able to meet this mysterious senior today.

"And what about the last one?" an official next to him couldn't help but ask.

"The last one is the combat legion, whose emblem is two blue and white wings, symbolizing the fight for the new era, the pursuit of freedom, and the resistance against oppression."

"This is an elite force qualified to fight alongside the Fallen Ones headquarters. The selection criteria are extremely stringent, and there are currently only a little over a thousand of them. The corps commander is Lady Kuina, the vice-captain of the Fallen Ones."

A hint of regret flashed in Elifa's eyes. "I was qualified to join as well, but in order to take better care of my sister, I ultimately chose to join the Garrison Regiment."

"younger sister?"

"Yes, my sister and I are natives of this sea area. Before, this place was used as a buffer zone for war, and it was full of wasteland, disorder, and rampant thugs, so we had to leave our homes and wander outside."

"It wasn't until recently, when I heard that my hometown had settled down and was becoming more and more prosperous and lively, that I returned home. There are many people like us."

"Oh, right."

She glanced at Barto with envy. "Speaking of which, a supernova like you can join the combat legion directly without training, as long as you pass the review. Of course, if Lord Shano takes a liking to you, you might also be able to join the Fallen Ones headquarters directly."

"Join headquarters directly?"

Bartolomeo's eyes lit up at first, then he realized something was wrong. "Wait, Captain Elifa, are you saying there's a precedent of recently joined new recruits going directly into headquarters?"

"Yes."

Elifa counted on her fingers, "But there aren't many lucky ones like that. Zoro, Sanji, and Chopper... there are only three in total."

"Three already?!"

Bartolomeo's voice suddenly rose, his entire face contorted, "That guy with the idiotic green algae haircut, he actually..."

He clutched his head and howled in pain, then collapsed to his knees, frantically pounding the ground.

"Damn it! I was here first! Whether it's starting to admire my seniors or setting sail, I should have been the first to do it all! Why did this happen?!"

"That's right! It's so unfair, Boss Barto!" The underlings also knelt down and cried bitterly.

"……Well."

A few black lines appeared on Elifa's face.

Since joining the garrison, she had seen many fanatical fans of Lord Shano, but such fanaticism to this extent, to the point of being mentally unstable, and with an entire ship like this, was truly a unique case.

It was quite a feat to finally bring these rascals to the castle.

"This is the administrative center of Wuxing Island, and also the headquarters of the garrison."

Elifa pushed open the castle gate. "You all come with me to the registration desk to fill out the forms. Then someone will record your identities. As a famous supernova, you're a special case, so there will probably be a special extra review."

"Additional review?"

"Don't worry, normally there shouldn't be any problems. There are only two types of people that we, the Fallen Ones, absolutely cannot tolerate."

"One type is those with malicious intentions, such as spies sent by the World Government or the Navy Headquarters; the other type is villains who have committed countless atrocities of burning, killing, and looting."

As Elifa finished speaking, she glanced at Barto and noticed that he not only didn't look uneasy, but instead seemed overjoyed and relieved.

Oh?
If I remember correctly, this guy's bounty is over 100 million Berries, yet he's never done anything wrong?

As she spent more time with them, she felt that these people didn't seem like bad guys, but this wasn't something she could control. Once she got them there, the rest was none of her business...

Enter the registration area.

It was quite lively here, with many people wearing uniforms from different garrison regiments busy at work. Some were organizing documents, while others were explaining the rules to newcomers.

Barto had just taken the registration form and was about to fill it out when he heard a quarrel next to him. He frowned and looked up.

"What the hell! I came here so I could get on Lord Xia Nuo's ship and follow him!"

Two burly men, each five meters tall and with a face full of scars, were angrily yelling at the staff: "Why do we have to fill out this stupid form with those refugees? Hey, you bastard! Don't get me wrong, the two of us brothers together have a bounty of over 100 million Berries! Take us to see Boss Shano right now!"

The staff member remained expressionless and continued to patiently explain:

"All those who come to join us must register. This is a rule personally set by Lord Shano, regardless of your original status or the amount of the bounty..."

"Rules? My knife is the rule!"

One of the pirates grinned maliciously, drew his sword, and held it to the staff member's neck. "Enough talk! Lead the way!"

Who are these small fry who dare to cause trouble on Lord Xia Nuo's territory?!
Hmph, you've given me a chance to make a name for myself!

Bartolomeo snorted, dropped the registration form in his hand, and was about to rush over.

Swish!
A dark figure struck first, delivering two sharp chop blows to the necks of the two pirates.

Boom!
The two pirates were powerless to resist; their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed limply on the spot.

“You newbies…” Elifa sighed, “You just love to show off, but you’ve saved us a lot of trouble, thanks.”

"No need to thank me, it was just a small favor. I'm new here, and I just wanted to make a small contribution and leave a good impression on everyone at the End of the Night."

The newcomer smiled slightly and bowed. He was tall and straight, wearing an eye patch, and had X-shaped black marks on his chin and chest.

When he straightened up and turned around, he met Barto's eyes.

"You are..." The two of them were stunned.

(End of this chapter)