Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 51 Your report was timely, just after I had fully understood the situation.

The siege of Oran by the leaders of the funeral parlor and the organ trafficking assassination group has been broken, but the fighting on the ship has not stopped. The other assassins are unaware of the progress of the battle here and are still carrying out their orders according to plan.

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Frankenstein pulled the scythe still stuck in his chest, and then, with the energy conversion of the Accumulation Fruit, the damaged mechanical wound began to heal at a visible speed, and soon he was fully recovered.

Apart from the blood on his face that had dried and turned black from the lightning and his tattered clothes, Frankenstein had almost no battle scars on his body.

"Father, it's all taken care of."

"Well done, Fran, but fighting with your head doesn't mean headbutting. You've misunderstood that."

"Wasn't the result very good?"

Frankenstein stood before Oran with her hands behind her back and her head tilted to the side. If one couldn't see the scene of the previous battle, no one could imagine how violent the power hidden within her body was.

Frankenstein, however, didn't think he had any problems with it; in fact, he thought it was a good tactic.

Neither her head nor her chest was a fatal wound. As long as the core of the warhammer was not destroyed, even if she was left with only one screw, she could repair herself through energy conversion.

Frankenstein could even take his own head off and use it as a toy if he wanted to.

In a sense, Frankenstein was truly fighting with her mind. She exploited Piecrow's intelligence blind spots to deceive him, using a seemingly bizarre, suicidal attack to lure him into an inescapable position.

But judging from Frankenstein's expression, she certainly hadn't made that connection.

She simply relied on her body's combat instincts to make the choice that was most advantageous to the situation at the time.

"It's not that you did a bad job, it's just that there are still some things you need to learn, but you've already made a lot of progress."

"Oran! Everything's taken care of. I've thoroughly searched the area; there are no other assassins hiding there."

Kate climbed over the railing. The stairs next to her had been blasted apart by Frankenstein's Lightning Tree of Crucifixion. If the ship's electrical system hadn't been reinforced, the power would probably have gone out again by now.

At this time, Kate had not yet deactivated her Sulong form, and she could rejoin the battlefield whenever Oran needed her.

"The most troublesome guy has been dealt with, and the rest of them can't cause any trouble. It's about time to end things here."

Buzz--Zzz--

"Ahem, this is Vegapunk. Assassins on board, please take note: your leader is now dead. Whatever your purpose may be, I personally advise you to flee."

A burst of static came through the ship's loudspeaker, and Vegapunk's voice rang out at just the right moment. Relatively speaking, Vegapunk was the most relaxed one in the battle, basically just firing from a distance and directing the ship's artillery.

After confirming the assassin leader's death via a receiver on the deck, Vegapunk used the radio to put some pressure on the remaining members in order to end this pointless battle as soon as possible.

With its leader killed and its rank-and-file forces on the verge of collapse due to the constant emergence of advanced technological weapons, the battle was quickly drawing to a close.

The remaining assassins, in particular, began to crumble when they realized they couldn't contact their leader.

"Go do what you want, Kate. Fran is still here, you don't need to worry about my safety."

Kate had a strong obsession with hunting down the villains, but she was worried that there were still assassins left, so she didn't leave. Only after Oran repeatedly told her that she could do what she wanted did she begin to hunt down the fleeing assassins.

Oran was tasked with recovering the artificial full moon from the sky when a phone call came in.

"Sidil, my men have taken down one of Piekro's strongholds. According to the feedback, that guy Piekro seems to be making a desperate gamble, planning to intercept and kill you before you reach Iber Island."

"Mr. Feld, this is very timely news; you informed me shortly after I had already taken care of Piekro."

The expression on Oran's Den Den Mushi's face became blank. Den Den Mushi are creatures that mimic the expressions of the user on the other end of the line. It was clear that Du Feld was having some trouble accepting this.

Are you sure?

"Of course, but I don't have much evidence for you, since that guy's already turned to dust. Oh, and there's also someone from an organ trafficking assassination group here, who seems to be a Hyena Fruit user. His body is still quite intact."

"That's the guy! Well done, Siddi Lil. I'll stop here for now, we'll talk more later."

Du Feld hung up the phone somewhat impatiently; the life or death of an organization's leader has a significant impact.

This is especially true for organizations operating on the high seas. Once news of Piecrow's death spreads, people from the underworld will flock to him like sharks smelling blood.

Now, Feld wants to seize the greatest benefits before others know about this.

As dawn broke, apart from the wrecked ships, there was no trace of the assassin group left. How many people had escaped in the chaotic darkness was unknown.

Most of the MADS members were unaffected, except for one named Caesar, who was the most seriously injured in the raid.

Ordinary assassins don't possess Haki, but the Great Funeral Parlor is an organization operating in the New World, and there are quite a few people with Haki in its headquarters. When they realized there was a Logia-type Devil Fruit user here, they naturally came over.

If gas hadn't been a type of gas capable of flight and thus having a strong ability to escape, Caesar might have been buried much earlier; perhaps this was some kind of divine retribution.

With the biggest obstacle removed, everything went quite smoothly afterward. Being nominated for the Iber Award was practically a guarantee of entering the finals, and Oran and his team didn't encounter any rivals in the same category. Just as planned, they won the award smoothly.

Moreover, they won not just two awards, but three. In addition to the individual awards for Oran and Vegapunk, MADS also won a group award.

It wasn't just because two outstanding talents emerged in this organization, but also because of Piekro's efforts. His attempt to encircle and annihilate Oran failed and he was killed, but in the end, MADS gained the reputation of eradicating terrorist organizations.

The awards ceremony had just ended when a group of people in black suits followed them up.

"Dr. Siddirel, Dr. Vegapunk, please wait a moment."

The leader straightened his clothes and then took out an envelope bearing the World Government's cross.

"This is the order from the Five Elders. If you two can successfully win the award, we will deliver this letter to you. Please take a look at its contents."

(End of this chapter)