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

Chapter 322 Clever Viktor

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

"Oh, welcome."

After making a pointless opening remark, Borsalino stepped aside.

The corpse, its fingers slumped on the boss's chair.

"There aren't many signs of combat. I've examined it; it seems the person died from poisoning."

Died from poisoning?

Greene raised one eyebrow slightly.

As the leader of the Knights of God, he knew Pullson's background and was also aware of the man's physical strength.

He stepped forward and kneaded the body of the dead Pulson with his fingers.

"Minor muscle damage, bones intact—hmm?"

Suddenly, Green Guss, who was examining the body, saw Purson's wide, resentful eyes.

Looking up?

I subconsciously looked up, only to find that there was nothing on the ceiling.

"Strange, why pose a dead person like that—"

posture?

Borsalino, standing near the gate, froze.

A few more surprised eyes looked at the corpse.

Staring at the sky?

Wait a minute!

As if suddenly realizing something, Borsalino's lips curled up slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

So that's what this kid meant.

After Kap arrived, he and Bazel exchanged a lot of information in the Hungry Hell.

This includes the unforeseen events that might occur during a grand banquet.

Bazel saw through the World Government's tricks and also knew about the changes at headquarters that he was unaware of.

The reason Pulson was positioned this way is probably because Bazel wanted to use those eyes looking towards the sky to express something such as—

I see you all, I see through your plans, you are only fit to look up to me.

Something like that.

However, Purson has a significant connection with the Celestial Dragons, and the two would become a unite.

Is that kid trying to say that these Celestial Dragons are only worthy of looking up to him?

Borsalino pushed up the slipping glasses frame with his middle finger.

"Boring! Let's go back, Grimm!"

Junzi felt inexplicably irritable.

"Since there are no enemies here, let's return to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise immediately!"

"I've had enough of this awful air!"

"No problem, let's leave. We'll let the Navy and special agents handle this place."

The two men did not exchange any words with Borsalino and went straight to the upper level of Impel Down.

Half an hour later, Garp's voice came: "Where are those two arrogant monkeys?"

"They've already left, Vice Admiral Garp. Shall we remain here temporarily?"

Borsalino said meaningfully, "Commissioner Purson was poisoned by pirates. That guy's poison was really something else!"

"But the deputy director survived. Was he just very lucky?"

Garp nodded noncommittally: "They probably coveted the power of the Venom-Venom Fruit and instructed the reinforcements sent from headquarters to speed up their journey."

"Bazaar has caused quite a stir this time. I bet that kid is taking revenge on the World Government."

"Imper is really going to become a laughing stock. He was easily overthrown by pirates, and that news birdman was pushed to Bazel's side by the Five Elders."

"It seems the world government is about to lose all face."

After a brief pause, Garp grinned and sneered, "Those five lousy chess players really don't know how to play. They could have just given a warning and that would have been the end of it, but they insisted on pushing the other side away."

"That kid has somehow gotten his hands on the power of the news, and now those five are in for a rough time."

Borsalino followed Garp up to the upper level.

"Oh, that sounds like really bad news."

"After the mission, how about we bring back a few cases of wine? This whole mess happened..."

"Capusan, when we get back, let's celebrate with alcohol—cough, let's numb our bitter hearts."

Garp walked ahead, hands in his pockets, his face beaming with joy.

"No problem, use Zephyr's Baileys to buy it!"

"My salary has been withheld by the Warring States until June of next year. Oh, and remember to buy some good wine."

"That guy's Pele is useless to him, he might as well give it to us to drive—so sad."

Days later, news of the fall of Impel Down drifted across the ocean.

The news-distributing gulls dancing again seem to foreshadow the return of some important figure.

[Breaking News! Impel Down, the Underwater Prison!!]

[#The death announcement from the great pirate Bazel has left the World Government utterly humiliated!]

[#Is justice the justice of the world government, or the justice of the people!?]

Countless newspapers were sold by mail gulls to every corner of the world and the Grand Line.

The moment they saw those seagulls, some people who were in the know understood—

Morgans, the news king rumored to be imprisoned—

They're back!!!

"That man was indeed in a cooperative relationship with Bazel."

[The Grand Line, somewhere in paradise]

Du Feld put down the cigar he was holding, his eyes gleaming behind his sunglasses.

"Boss, should we send a gift over?"

"Give me a gift? Are you out of your mind? What excuse are you going to use to give me that gift?"

"Are we celebrating Morgans' escape? Or are we celebrating the further strengthening of Morgans' relationship with Bazel?"

Du Field shook his head, casually tossed aside the newspaper, lowered his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

He and Bazell were destined to have no deep alliance.

His brother's death still deserves an explanation.

Although he was killed for illegally trafficking fishman slaves, he was still that foolish younger brother's only older brother, no matter what.

Du Feld's current dilemma is—

Doing nothing is not his style.

But going too far will attract the man's attention.

He had no way to withstand the attack of that man or the Beasts Pirates.

He was just a businessman, a businessman who valued harmony above all else.

That's it.

And in this vast ocean, there is no shortage of merchants.

But what's most lacking are shrewd and intelligent businessmen, like Dufeld.

He didn't want to end up like the missing Umit, dying in some unknown corner, while his former subordinate rose to power and became the new star of the underworld.

degree.

He needs to find a balance.

A balance that allows colleagues to see that you have responded, and a balance that won't make Bazel take it too seriously!

"Pete,"

A bald, muscular man named Pete walked into the house.

"Boss?"

After a moment's hesitation, Du Feld slowly spoke, "Invite Vickers, the King of Seastone, to be my guest."

"In my name, Du Feld, I would like to say that I want to collaborate with him in some other areas."

"Yes, boss."

Pete initially agreed, then quietly inquired about the banquet time.

"Time..."

Du Feld looked up at the ceiling, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Let's set it for the day of the big banquet. That way we can watch the live broadcast while enjoying some whiskey."

"The end of the year, I understand. I will invite the King of Seastone to come here in December."

"Okay, go get to work."

After his men left, Du Feld stood up and went to the wall where the target was hanging.

He picked up a dart at random.

He half-closed his left eye and swung his right hand after a few breaths.

As the dart hit its target, a new dart appeared on the right eye of the [Bazaar Bounty Poster] hanging on the target.

"Bazel, will fate's dart strike you this time? —"

"I'm Dufeld, you know. If I do nothing..."

"The title of 'God of Fortune' can make you cry."

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"Ugh————"

In the dimly lit room, a slender, fair arm reached out from under the covers and took the Den Den Mushi from the bedside table.

"Honey, your Den Den Mushi."

The man opened his eyes and, without the slightest hesitation, immediately got up to answer the Den Den Mushi (a type of Den Den Mushi).

"I'm Viktor, who is this?"

"Boss Vickers, it's me, Pete. We've met before, do you remember?"

Pete?

As he embraced the girl who had snuggled into his arms and was acting coquettishly, Vickery frowned slightly.

"It's you, one of Fukujin's men, right? What does he want with me?"

"That's how it is—"

Then, Pete relayed Du Field's invitation.

"That's how it is. The boss invited you to visit us in December, saying he wants to expand business cooperation in other areas."

"—December, I know, I will arrive on time."

Snap—

The Den Den Mushi hung up, Vicky pushed the girl away, got out of bed, and put on her bathrobe.

"Honey?"

"You go to sleep first, my sweetheart."

Vickery ruffled the girl's hair.

"I have some things to do and need to go out for a while. I'll be back soon."

Leaving the bedroom and heading towards the door, Vickers first found the subordinate in charge of guarding it.

After confirming that everything was normal, he returned to the living room.

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Snap—

"Boss Bazel, it's me."

Viktor's expression unconsciously became respectful.

"Vicky, what's wrong? Is someone giving you trouble?"

"No, boss, thanks to you, business is going very well!"

Viktor gave a rather obsequious smile.

He knew exactly who gave him everything.

Not long ago, he was just a lower-class person who only knew how to wield knives and guns.

But today, he has transformed.

To become a great figure whom everyone admires.

All of this was given to me by that man on the other end of the Den Den Mushi (snail phone).

Having tasted the power and wealth, Vickers realized that his previous life was more than just bitter.

This is absolutely inhuman!

Today, he no longer has to be careful to read other people's expressions; instead, it's other people's turn to read his expressions.

There is nothing in this world that he cannot afford, and there is no wine that he cannot afford to drink.

"Here's the thing, I just received a message from one of the God of Fortune's men. He's planning to invite me to the Paradise during the grand banquet."

"I feel like this timing is a bit off, and Fukujin's brother, I remember him—"

The Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) revealed a genuine bewilderment.

"Gremont," Vickers cautiously reminded her.

"Ah, it's him. I almost forgot that guy is the god of fortune's younger brother."

Den Den Mushi slapped its forehead.

"I remember that Fukujin's attitude changed very quickly at that time."

"That guy didn't give me any excuse to do anything. Well, I'm a businessman and a cultured person, so I don't really like to resort to violence."

"Go and see Viktor, give our dear Boss Fukuin an excuse, an excuse for me to deal with him."

"Vicky, you know me."

"I like to act from a moral high ground; if there's a legitimate reason, it's not considered greed, right?"

Vickery nodded hastily, "Of course, I understand now that you've said that!"

"I'll find a way to become good friends with our Boss Fu, don't worry."

Den Den Mushi nodded in satisfaction: "Your comprehension is quite good. After the grand banquet, Vicky, come to Wano Country."

"Our Beasts Pirates will be holding a big banquet, and you, as a member of the crew, will attend."

"This place is our stronghold. I'll have someone arrange a property for you in the safest location. If you have a wife or kids in the future, you can send them over."

"As long as the Beasts Pirates live, no one can hurt them."

After placing the Den Den Mushi on the table, Viktor knelt down on one knee, his face beaming with excitement.

Head bowed.

"Yes, boss, I'll definitely be there on time! I promise I won't let you down!!"

"Okay, that's all. I have some things to take care of."

Before hanging up, Den Den Mushi smiled and said, "From now on, no matter what time it is, even if it's the middle of the night, just contact me if you have any trouble."

"Vicchi, I have high hopes for you. You're a smart guy."

"Remember, even if you are captured by the Celestial Dragons, don't give up hope. I'm the man who has been to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise."

"With me backing you up, you don't need to worry about what you do."

"Yes, I understand, boss. I will follow the rules!"

Snap—

The Den Den Mushi hung up, and Vickery stood up, the smile disappearing from his face.

"Felix, take some men to buy supplies for the voyage. We're heading back to Paradise to prepare for the feast hosted by the God of Fortune!"

"Yes, Boss Vickers!"

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