Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 12 What the warden can't handle, the warden will! (Please read on!)

"Chief, I heard that Little Sadie was attacked by the Jailer Beast!"

"Gurgle—"

"...I deeply regret this."

"Pfft pfft—"

"But prison order cannot be disrupted. I'm willing to take on more dangerous work; let me manage the prison guard beasts!"

"Crackling and popping—"

The excessive noise caused veins to bulge on Storm's forehead.

"Chief! Please stop! I'm scared!"

slam-la-

A loud pumping sound followed.

Magellan, whose body faintly exuded poisonous fumes, emerged from the toilet.

"I'm so sorry, I have a bit of diarrhea. This was another tough battle."

Magellan gently rubbed his stomach, his face full of regret.

"It seems like the chicken soup this morning gave me food poisoning..."

I remember this morning when you drank the chicken soup, you praised it, saying it was "just the right amount of salt and not too bland, and tasted amazing."

Storm's lips twitched a few times.

"Chief, if you can't stand toxic chicken soup, then don't drink it."

Storm earnestly advised.

"Being a picky eater is actually a good thing."

"Haha, it's actually because I'm a picky eater."

Magellan laughed and waved his hand dismissively.

"As a 'poison person,' my favorite food is poison!"

Storm was speechless.

If he poisoned Magellan.

Is this considered "feeding" or "murder"?

Magellan continued speaking.

"Although I shouldn't say it like that, isn't there an idiom... 'fighting poison with poison'?"

"You're getting diarrhea because you can't 'fight fire with fire,' right?!"

Storm interrupted Magellan, unable to resist making a sarcastic remark.

"Why would someone who is poisonous get poisoned?"

"This sounds as ridiculous as a cobra being killed by its venom!"

"Storm, when did you become so sharp-tongued?"

Magellan looked at Storm with some surprise.

"Could it be that he's been influenced by that treacherous Hannibal?"

"I--"

Just as Storm was about to answer, he reacted quickly and forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

"Chief! I want a promotion!"

"They really have been influenced by that treacherous Hannibal!"

Magellan rubbed his stomach and let out a long sigh.

"They've only been here for a week, sigh..."

This time, without Domino's help, Storm retreated several meters away on his own, avoiding the poisonous fog attack.

He didn't want to inhale the poison gas Magellan exhaled!

"Ha ha!"

Magellan couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Storm's wary expression.

"You're much smarter than Hannibal."

"Chief, Little Sadie—"

"I know."

Magellan nodded and fell into deep thought.

Playing is playing, and laughing is laughing.

Magellan quickly regained his authoritative demeanor as Warden of Impel Down.

He seriously considered Storm's suggestion.

This newcomer, who has only been in Impel Down for a week, has indeed revealed a serious problem currently facing the prison—

We don't have enough manpower!

Impel Down, six levels of hell, each holding an enormous number of prisoners.

These prisoners were all lawless and ruthless characters before they were sent to Impel Down.

With so many ruthless individuals gathered together, daily management becomes extremely difficult.

In fact, with Magellan's strength, he could have easily suppressed the entire Impel Down.

[Paramecia Type - Venom-Venom Fruit] Its power is amplified to almost double in the unique enclosed environment of Impel Down!

However, the problem is that Magellan himself couldn't withstand the deadly poison of the Venom-Venom Fruit...

Magellan, aged 41, lives in the scorching hell on the fourth level of Impel Down.

He has to have diarrhea for 10 hours every day to avoid poisoning himself.

Excluding meal and sleep times.

Magellan worked only less than 4 hours a day.

because of this.

Impel Down needs other jailers to help share the warden's workload.

In the past, Shiryu of the Rain, who served as the deputy warden, was able to effectively assist Magellan in managing Impel Down.

Shiryu of the Rain is a man who, along with Magellan, is known as the "Iron Wall" of Impel Down!

However, in recent years...

Shiryu's behavior is getting increasingly out of control.

Magellan witnessed Shiryu indiscriminately killing prisoners on more than one occasion.

The city was a prison for countless death row inmates.

However, this does not mean that Shiliu, as a prison guard, can arbitrarily take the lives of prisoners!

Recently.

Magellan and Shiryu clashed more than once.

Despite repeated attempts to dissuade him, Xiliu remained unmoved.

The director is busy having diarrhea every day.

The deputy director is busy killing people every day.

The prison guard duties were mostly distributed among the other prison chiefs and a large number of prison guards.

But right at this critical juncture...

Little Sadie was attacked by the Jailer Beast...

Calling it an "attack" is not quite accurate.

According to Magellan's understanding.

Little Sadie encountered a small "resistance" from the Jailer Beasts while managing them.

Then he was seriously injured.

Given Little Sadie's current strength, it would indeed be too difficult for her to manage the cold and brutal jailer beasts.

During Sadie Jr.'s recovery period.

Magellan had already planned to assign other personnel to take on the task of managing the jailer beasts.

For example, Hannibal, Hannibal, and Hannibal again...

But now Storm has volunteered to manage the jailer beasts.

Magellan couldn't help but hesitate.

On the one hand, he had some doubts about Storm's abilities.

Little Sadie is a young girl.

But Strom is only one year older than Sadie!

Little Sadie could be easily injured by the Jailer Beast.

Doesn't Storm know how to do it?

If Strom suffers another injury after Sadie Jr.'s injury.

Magellan's troubles will only increase.

On the other hand, Storm has only been in Impel Down for a very short time!

It only lasted a week at most.

Even though Storm's daily performance is outstanding.

He trained the blue gorilla to behave like a dog.

The management of the Crimson Lotus Hell was also flawless.

But he's only been here for a week!

Magellan pondered for a long time before making his final decision.

"Alright then, Storm."

Magellan said in a deep voice.

"From now on, you will be in charge of the management of the prisons in both the Crimson Lotus Hell and the Fierce Beast Hell."

"As for the lower levels, let's leave them for now—ah! My stomach hurts!"

Magellan was halfway through his sentence when he clutched his backside and rushed into the toilet.

Helpless, Storm had no choice but to return to the first level at sea.

He was promoted, but not fully promoted.

The best outcome that Storm originally envisioned was that he would take direct responsibility for the management of all the prisons.

From the blue gorilla in the Crimson Lotus Hell to the jailer beasts in the Scorching Hell, they were all under his command.

But now it's just one more layer of ferocious beast hell.

"Hopefully, the guards in Beast Hell will be better than the water monkeys!"

Storm returned to the first floor above sea level and went to his private office.

Instead of rushing to the Beast Hell to check on the situation, he first summoned the several Grand Prize Cups he had previously obtained.

After touring the Crimson Lotus Hell, I collected eight Bronze Cups and one Silver Cup.

Storm checks his list of abilities.

He threw his only Silver Trophy into the Iron Block.

The remaining eight Bronze Cups were allocated to Moonwalk, Tempest Kick, Finger Pistol, and Swordsmanship, respectively.

In this way...

The star ratings of the abilities that Storm possessed became—

Iron Block: ★★★☆

[Moonwalk: ★★★]

【Storm Foot: ★★★】

Finger pistol: ★★★

Swordsmanship: ★★

Storm's Six Styles have all reached three-star level!

Even his swordsmanship, which he has now completely abandoned, has reached two stars.

With a little practice, the actual level of all these abilities can be improved rapidly!

Just as Storm was about to continue creating [clay clones] to hone his physical skills.

An angry voice suddenly rang out outside his office door.

"Storm!"

Hannibal pounded on the door.

"You dare go looking for Magellan! You dare open the door?!"

With a flick of his right hand, Storm's clay arm stretched out and opened the office door.

Hannibal, who was about to break down the door, accidentally fell to the ground.

The warden rolled into the jailer's office in a very rounded manner.

"Ahem!"

A disheveled Hannibal scrambled to his feet, attempting to maintain the warden's authority.

"Storm! You've actually gone to serve Magellan!"

"what?"

Faced with the questions, Storm was somewhat bewildered.

"What are you talking about?"

"My informant just told me!"

Hannibal stormed to the desk, braced his hands on the surface, and glared angrily at Storm.

"You went to Magellan's office and conspired with him for a long time!"

"Are you planning to join forces with Magellan to overthrow my rule?"

There are too many flaws in Hannibal's words.

Storm was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

But his response was alright.

Remaining silent only deepened the misunderstanding.

Hannibal was enraged.

He got angry again.

"Storm! You're the man I approve of—"

"Stop! Halt!"

Just as Hannibal was about to throw a tantrum, Storm raised his right hand and interrupted him.

"I went to see the director because I wanted a promotion."

"A promotion?"

Hannibal stood there, stunned.

"Could it be... that Magellan's days are numbered and he intends to leave the position of director to you?"

"Damn it! I was here first!"

"Listen, Warden!"

With a flick of his right hand, Storm transformed the white clay into a chain, dragging Hannibal before him.

"I'm not interested in the director's position!"

"I went to see the warden because I wanted to take over Sadie's job and manage the jailer beasts!"

After hearing Storm's explanation, Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still couldn't help but complain.

"Why are you going to Magellan about something so trivial!"

"A small matter?"

"I'm going to be the warden of Impel Down!"

Hannibal was completely covered in clay, but he still spoke with great arrogance.

"Isn't it just about managing the jailer beasts?"

"I'll help you!"

(End of this chapter)