If Sengoku doesn't pull back his net soon, I'll become the Pirate King!

Chapter 316 Impel Down [Imper]

Several days later, the ship carrying the notorious criminal Morgans slowly came to a stop outside the first floor of Impel Prison in the Calm Belt.

The warships moored on both sides remained motionless, their countless cannons aimed at the special ocean current entrance controlled by the World Government.

Several days ago, shortly after Bazel dealt with CP9 elite Raschi.

The trial of Morgans has concluded.

As expected, he received a life sentence.

Enter the Tower of Justice, cross the Bridge of Hesitation, and finally leave this "city that never sleeps" through the crack of the opened Gate of Justice.

As for the vanished Laschi—

No one dared to ask about the whereabouts of the CP9 commander.

Without mentioning it, Barry didn't dare to contact them.

Although there is no very clear hierarchy within CP, the agents are all aware that the CP system is actually divided into three power classes.

The highest level is CP9, then CP1 to CP8, and as for CP0, that's a level that ordinary agents can't access.

Subordinates are neither qualified nor allowed to interfere with the actions of their superiors.

Their job is to perfectly execute the tasks assigned by their superiors.

The whereabouts of the commander-in-chief—

If you don't want to die an unexplained death or have your career come to an abrupt end, it's best to stay out of it.

As a former Navy officer, Bazel naturally understood the principles governing the operations of the CP.

He even knew exactly where Guanhao Island, which was responsible for training CP agents, was located.

All of this is thanks to secret documents from the Naval Division Office.

As a child, he was favored as the successor by naval elites such as Garp and Sengoku, and his power was greater than that of ordinary naval officers.

At least he and Dragon could freely enter and leave the marshal's office, ignoring the naval soldiers on duty.

This privilege continued until he was 10 years old.

Perhaps because he and Dragon used to steal documents every day when they were kids to roast sweet potatoes, four years after arriving at headquarters, Sora personally gave the order.

Garp's two brats are forbidden from entering his office.

The information Bazel had about Guanhao Island came from a certain document.

And that document—

He remembered that he and Dorag had used it as fuel to start a fire.

Bazel, standing at the stern of the warship, pressed down on his wig.

The Calm Belt has a unique sea pattern, except for the section of sea between Enies Lobby and Impel Down.

Compared to other calm and tranquil seas, this triangular area connecting Marine Headquarters, Enies Lobby, and Impel Down is filled with special ocean currents controlled by the World Government.

Sailing on this current can greatly shorten travel time and is one of the most valued routes by governments around the world.

The sound of the anchor chain scraping against each other could be heard.

Bazel snapped out of his daze.

"Prepare to disembark and complete the final escort of the notorious criminal Morgans!"

Following Barry's instructions, Bazel slowly walked forward.

There was only one prisoner who needed to be escorted, and that was Morgans.

This is the last stop, and also the final round of missions for these CP agents.

As long as prisoners are handed over to the Impel Down guards, even if they are snatched away the next second, the World Government will not hold CP accountable.

Instead, they directly assigned responsibility to the personnel in Impel Down.

This is precisely why Barry dares not relax.

As a group of people escorted prisoners off the ship, Bazel also saw the head of Impel Down in this era.

It wasn't Magellan, the diarrhea chief of later generations, but a burly man with wrinkled skin wearing an iron mask.

"Chief Pulson!"

Barry, as the temporary supreme commander, bowed to the masked burly man at the head.

The handover process begins at the very end and is also the simplest.

But Bazel paid no attention to those things and once again used the power of Black Chaos to enter stealth mode.

"Um?

"

Pulson suddenly looked toward the spot where Barzel had been standing.

Just now there————

Was there someone here?

"Chief Purson? Chief?"

"Um! Sorry, I was a little distracted."

Looking at Barry, who was bowing to him, Pulson nodded in response.

"Magellan, take the prisoner to Impel Down!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Magellan, who held the title of deputy warden, stepped forward and, along with a group of prison guards, took over the obedient birdman.

"You're very honest. Before you, every criminal who came to this place struggled and resisted."

"I thought there would be another round of activities."

Morgans glanced at the speaker, raised his head slightly, and said disdainfully, "It's not that I can't not struggle, but that I don't want to waste my energy in a place like this."

"Hello!"

Suddenly, Morgans stopped and turned to look at Barry, his eyes filled with undisguised malice.

"Go tell that CP9 commander Spandine I'll be back!"

"I will definitely come back, when I return to this sea—"

"I'll teach him a lesson in fear!"

puff--!!

Morgans, who instinctively bent over and cried out in pain, was not afraid and continued to stare straight at Barry.

"Behave yourself, you're a prisoner!"

Magellan, having punched the criminal in the stomach, waved his hand.

"take away!!"

"Hehehe~~ Let him wait, I'll definitely be back!"

As the jailers dragged him away, Moorefons laughed wildly.

"I'll remember that kick he gave me in the face. When I get out, I'll chop that foot off!!"

"I'll teach that bastard a lesson he won't forget!!"

Squeak—Bang!

The first gate of Impel Down, which was exposed above the sea, opened and then quickly closed again after the prisoners entered.

"Chief Purson, I'll go perform the baptism ceremony for the prisoner first."

Without exchanging pleasantries with any ordinary CP6 agent, Pulson signaled for the ship to leave the port of Impel Down.

He turned and walked with Magellan through the door that had been opened a second time.

[Imper Prison, ground floor overlooking the sea, baptismal room]

The guards, wearing black masks, ripped Morgans' clothes off very roughly, then used a fork to shove him into hot water at 100 degrees Celsius.

baptism.

This is a procedure that all prisoners must go through before being detained, ostensibly for disinfection.

"Magellan, you are in charge of escorting the prisoners to Lv.6 Infinite Hell. I'll go back to the warden's office on the fourth floor first."

"Yes, Chief!"

Bazeir, hiding in the darkness, did not move, but instead looked around with curiosity.

"Baptism complete!"

Following the deputy director's order, Morgans, soaked to the bone, was pulled from the water.

The prison guards didn't even give the prisoners time to clean themselves, casually tossing them a dry black and white checkered prison uniform.

"Hurry up and put it on, don't make any unnecessary movements!"

Morgans made no move to resist, and didn't even make a sound.

He silently put on his clothes and followed the jailer down to the first basement level.

"You're strange."

Walking beside Morgans, Magellan said softly, "You don't seem worried about your future. Do you believe someone will come to rescue you?"

Morgans glanced at Magellan, but remained silent.

"Your subordinates, being accomplices, are imprisoned in the Crimson Hell at level 1, right there."

Magellan pointed to the forest of sword trees in front of him, where countless red sword trees grew.

"This is the most comfortable level of prison in Impel Down. We don't lock prisoners in cells, and those sword trees and needle grasses that are as sharp as knife tips won't kill the prisoners here."

"They will make prisoners who are being chased by guards live in constant pain."

"Let them repent for the sins they have committed."

The pitiful screams echoed in his ears, but Morgans remained unmoved.

But his gaze was fixed on his subordinates imprisoned on this floor.

Magellan knew exactly what the other was looking for, and pulled on the chains binding Morgans as he walked toward a corner.

Before long, the escort team stopped at the top of a small hill.

"Oh, this is really bad. I didn't expect your men to be chased by a swarm of poisonous spiders."

Looking at his subordinates below, who were covered in cuts and bruises, Morgans instinctively clenched his fists.

"There are others too. I should have more than just this many subordinates."

Magellan waved to the jailers following behind him.

Bring me a list.

"There are a total of 21 criminal journalists imprisoned in the Crimson Lotus Hell. So far—hmm? 13 of them have already died. That's really bad."

"This floor is clearly Lv.1 with the lowest mortality rate!"

21 people —

Morgans squinted; he remembered that he should have brought 24 men with him to the North Sea.

In other words, there are 3 traitors.

"Can I see the list? I'm already a dead man who can't leave this place, you—"

Before Morgenth could finish speaking, Magellan placed the list directly in front of Morgenth.

"Look, this is the last time you'll see words. It's an act of mercy on my part."

As his gaze swept across the list, noting down the names of the three people who hadn't yet appeared, Morgans' murderous intent intensified.

"Thanks, you're a good director, Mr. Magellan."

"keep going!"

Lv.2 Beast Hell, Lv.3 Hunger Hell —

[Lv.4 Somewhere in the Scorching Hell, in the Director's Office]

Sitting in front of the Den Den Mushi, Pullson rested his hands on his chest, his eyes fixed on Morgans, who was moving forward.

"Who could it be? Someone must have infiltrated—"

"My intuition is never wrong—"

dong dong——

A report came from outside the cell door from the jailer.

"Chief, the prisoner is about to leave Level 4 Scorching Hell and head for Extreme Cold Hell. Should we release him?"

Extreme Cold Hell —

A glint of light flashed in Purson's eyes.

"Let them pass. Also!"

"Inform Deputy Commissioner Magellan to slow down and let the sinners properly experience the baptism of low temperatures!"

"Yes, Chief!"

The jailer ran away quickly, and Pulson stared at the monitor screen, muttering to himself.

"Come on, let this old man see if you'll slip up, mysterious adventurer."

I don't know how much time passed—

【Lv.6 Infinite Hell】

Squeak~~~

The rusty door slowly opened, and from the darkness, several pairs of eyes filled with malice stared in.

"Hehehe, a newcomer has arrived!"

"Hey Magellan, why aren't you having diarrhea today?!"

"Ugh... Damn Magellan, get out of here! Level 6 already reeks of feces!"

The gate opened completely, and Magellan was the first to enter the sixth floor, his body gradually emanating a layer of hazy purple poisonous gas.

"Quiet down, you scum, I don't really want to do anything today."

"If you have itchy skin, I can scratch it for you."

Strange laughter and shouts echoed from the sixth floor.

"Gah gah gah, Magellan! My butt's really itchy, come scratch it for me!"

"That's right, Magellan, my feet are itchy too, come help me!"

Magellan ignored the foolish prisoners; he knew why they were provoking him.

He wanted to kill them so that they could be freed from their eternal darkness.

"Come in, Morgans, this will be your future home."

Morgans?

Lv.6 was silent for a moment, then an incredulous exclamation rang out.

"Morgans?! Hey, why are you locked up here, you underworld intelligence king?!"

As Morgans entered the sixth floor in shackles, gloating laughter rose and fell.

"This guy must have written some tabloid story about some big shot, which got you into this mess, you bastard! Now you're in trouble!"

"Magellan, lock him in my cell! I love guys with soft, delicate skin like this!"

"—Quiet down, you scum."

Morgans remained as leisurely and arrogant as ever.

"I didn't write about some big shot's gossip, I wrote about the Celestial Dragons' gossip!"

"You trash, shut up! I'm thinking about how to dig up more news about the Celestial Dragons!"

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The sixth floor fell silent again, then erupted into a commotion.

"Hahaha~~ I'm dying of laughter! This guy actually wants to get out!"

"Hey, someone shut that bird's beak up! I'm laughing so hard I can't breathe!"

Magellan threw Morgans into one of the few single rooms available.

"This is your room."

"Since your previous news articles were quite interesting, I'll give you this single room."

"As for the corpses and bones inside, you can deal with them as you see fit."

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