Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 143 Storm has arrived, and Impel Down is now peaceful! (Two chapters, 8k words each, please subscribe!)

A six-star Death Blood Diamond Trophy was successfully acquired.

Storm quietly put away the Diamond Trophy and deactivated the Clay Fruit power he had just unleashed.

Inside the enormous prison, a corpse, blasted beyond recognition by a giant clay fist, appeared before everyone in Infinite Hell.

"Dead... really dead..."

"That big oaf, San Juan Wolf, got beaten to death by this bastard..."

"Who will be the next victim?"

"Magellan! Why are you just standing there watching?! Aren't you the warden of Impel Down?"

"This bastard is abusing prisoners! He's slaughtering prisoners! Can't you see that? You lazy, diarrhea-prone man!"

The prisoners remaining in the Infinite Hell were all once powerful beings who could command the winds and rains on the sea.

However, the pitiful state of the San Juan wolf at this moment resonated with the vast majority of prisoners.

They were imprisoned in an endless hell, and although there was no hope of escaping, at least they could still live.

As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

The prisoners in the Infinite Hell can at least survive in their cells, which is better than being beaten to death!

Magellan completely ignored the prisoners' screams.

"Don't you care about these scum's insults? Magellan, you're the warden of Impel Down."

Storm looked at Magellan, striking a pose as if about to unleash his power, clumps of clay moving between his fingers.

"The honor and disgrace of Impel Down, the honor and disgrace of the World Government, rest entirely on your shoulders."

"Is leaving these scumbags alone a disgrace to the Impel Down warden, or a serious dereliction of duty?"

"Magellan, look at these inherently evil scumbags, I'll personally—"

Before Storm could finish speaking, Magellan interrupted him forcefully.

"That's enough! Let's go now!"

Storm has killed San Juan Wolf.

His "daily allowance" has been used up.

Magellan forbade Storm from continuing to kill prisoners, as that was against the rules.

"You're too weak, Magellan."

Storm looked calmly at Magellan.

"These scum in the Infinite Hell should be completely and humanely destroyed."

"You're not planning to fight me, are you, Storm?"

Magellan unconsciously took a small step back, his brows furrowing tightly.

"I don't want to fight you right now!"

"cut……"

Storm curled his lip, glanced at the situation inside Infinite Hell, and then turned and left.

There's plenty of time in the future; there's no need to rush.

Magellan watched Storm turn and leave, and without hesitation, immediately followed him.

Regardless of his personal relationship with Storm.

The other party's current identity remains that of a "Shichibukai".

Magellan spared Storm from wearing the Seastone shackles, which was already out of consideration for their past camaraderie.

If other Shichibukai with Devil Fruit abilities came to Impel Down...

They had to wear sea stone shackles before they could move around the large prison, and they had to be accompanied (monitored) by prison personnel throughout the entire process.

Magellan followed Storm for a while.

Unable to bear the abdominal pain any longer, he relinquished the task of "monitoring" to Hannibal.

"Storm, what were you doing with Magellan just now?"

Hannibal asked warily.

"You didn't get won over by him, did you?"

"what?"

Storm looked puzzled.

"Hannibal, have you forgotten that I am now one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"What use is Magellan trying to win me over?"

"Oh right, you're a pirate now..."

Hannibal scratched his head, then gave what he thought was a secretive smile.

"Haha, that means I'll have one less competitor!"

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

Storm shook his head and followed Hannibal to his warden's office.

In the warden's office.

Hannibal sat behind his desk.

Storm casually sculpted a clay sofa and lay down.

"Hey, Hannibal, have you read that letter I wrote to you before?"

"You mean the letter the flying squirrel brought earlier?"

Hannibal paused, opened his drawer, and took out a letter—the very letter Storm had mentioned.

"Um, although I still don't quite understand what 'boosting performance' means, those pirates you had the Navy send over before... there were definitely a lot of them!"

Previously, Storm had captured all the pirates on Banaro Island and Jaya Island, and then had the Navy escort them to Impel Down.

Impel Down had already received this large group of pirates and assigned them to different factions based on their bounties.

From Warden Magellan to Chief Jailer Sadie, everyone knows that Storm is still diligently fighting pirates.

This is also the fundamental reason why the attitudes of the prison staff towards Storm haven't changed much...

If Storm really did become that kind of scum pirate who enjoys burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of evil deeds.

The first person to sever ties with Storm would be none other than the Warden of Impel Down—

Hannibal!

Aside from his strong ambition and relatively weak abilities, Hannibal is actually a very admirable man.

Storm and Hannibal had a good relationship.

"So what if they send a lot of pirates? You don't need to deal with them yourself. Domino has always been doing the work for you. Don't think I don't know."

Storm lay on the clay sofa and casually started a conversation.

"By the way, has the 'hellish warm water' on the first layer of the sea turned into 'hellish warm oil'? I didn't notice before."

"Absolutely not! You idiot!"

Hannibal put Storm's letter in the drawer and looked at him helplessly.

"My Impel Down is for imprisoning prisoners, not for deep-frying them!"

"Can you please not be so aggressive, Storm?"

"Is this considered radical?"

Storm stared wide-eyed at Hannibal.

"I only told you to use 'gentle oil,' not 'lava'!"

magma……

Hannibal's lips twitched violently a few times.

Using warm water will cause the prisoner's skin to peel off.

Using warm oil will cook a layer of meat on the prisoner;

Lava? The prisoner would die instantly!

……

Storm spent most of the day in the warden's office.

Kizaru remained on guard at sea for most of the day.

Whitebeard II never arrived.

"Storm, you're truly a lucky charm!"

Hannibal and Storm headed to the staff canteen on the first floor above sea level, and he said with a grin.

"Once you arrive, Whitebeard II will stop coming."

"..."

Storm almost couldn't respond to that remark.

He raised his right hand, released his power, and casually sculpted a palm-sized white-bearded clay figure.

With its chubby face, round body, and a long clay naginata in its hand, its signature crescent-shaped mustache on its face reveals its true identity—

This is not Edward Teach, but Edward Weebull.

Do you like white beards?

Storm handed the clay figurine he was holding to Hannibal, who was standing next to him.

"It's for you."

"Who would like the biggest pirate captain?"

Hannibal took Edward Weevil's clay figurine, pursed his lips, and slapped it flat with both hands, turning it into a flat piece of clay.

"And your white beard doesn't look like a white beard at all."

"Sigh, if only I could defeat Whitebeard so easily..."

"Everyone should have dreams."

Storm snapped his fingers.

The white clay in Hannibal's hand instantly came to life and changed its shape again.

It had a pharaoh-like face, demon-like horns, and a huge pitchfork.

Warden Limited Edition Nendoroid!

Wow! That's amazing!

Hannibal was immediately captivated by his clay figurine, but he was still slightly dissatisfied.

"Storm, why is 'my' belly so big?"

Ok……

Like Edward Webull's clay figurines.

Hannibal's clay figurine also retains his round little belly.

"Of course it's because you're not trying hard enough!"

Storm glanced at Hannibal's belly and said jokingly.

"I replicated this clay figure based on your appearance. Sometimes you should look for the reasons within yourself."

Upon hearing this, Hannibal immediately lowered his head, but could not see his own toes.

"Sigh...it must be because work at the big prison is too busy. I have to sit in the office all the time and don't have time to exercise!"

"You can fool me with these kinds of words, but never fool yourself."

Storm stretched out his right hand and patted Hannibal's round belly twice, as if bouncing a ball.

"Your physique looks fine now, but if it continues like this..."

"You'll look terrible the day you put on the chief's uniform."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hannibal, who hadn't paid much attention at first, suddenly panicked after hearing these words.

"Will it affect my authority as director?"

"Stromb said seriously."

"It will definitely have an impact."

Hannibal suddenly became melancholy.

We arrived at the prison canteen.

Hannibal reluctantly took only 98 percent of his usual food portion.

Although it seems like a lot, it's at least a good start...

cough.

Storm didn't know how much his words would affect Hannibal, but he ate quite happily anyway.

It's been a long time since I've had the delicious food prepared by the chefs at the prison.

It tastes familiar now.

While Storm was enjoying his meal.

Kizaru walked over carrying a huge bowl of miso ramen.

"Admiral Kizaru".

Storm leisurely waved to Kizaru.

"Aren't you going to stay up there?"

"Not needed for now."

Kizaru, carrying a bowl of noodles, walked over to the table where Storm and Hannibal were sitting down.

"It's really strange~ As soon as you arrive, Whitebeard II stops coming."

"That's why I just said, Storm is really lucky!"

Hannibal chimed in from the side.

"With his arrival, Impel Down is at peace!"

"……Um?"

Kizaru felt inexplicably uneasy after hearing Hannibal's words.

He felt that Hannibal was mocking him as the "world government's top military force," but he couldn't find any evidence.

Kizaru forced a smile.

"That's really impressive!"

The other prison guards around the area instinctively avoided this dining table.

Storm also took this opportunity to chat with Kizaru for a few more minutes.

"Admiral Kizaru, besides me, will any other Shichibukai be coming?"

"I haven't received any news yet~"

Kizaru shook his head, slurped a mouthful of noodles, and said something that seemed to have a hidden meaning.

"But the other Seven Warlords of the Sea probably all have their own matters to attend to, right?"

"……Um?"

Storm blinked when he heard this.

"Admiral Kizaru, did Fleet Admiral Sengoku send you to Impel Down because you had nothing better to do at headquarters?"

"No……"

Kizaru narrowed his eyes and answered seriously.

"Because I'm fast, I have a lot of responsibility."

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Storm slapped Hannibal next to him and said with a grin.

"Admiral Kizaru, you can't be a boss like Hannibal, who dumps everything on his subordinates and just slacks off, can you?"

"Hey! Storm! I'm not that kind of irresponsible boss!"

Hannibal shrugged and shook off Storm's hand.

"Every penny the world government gives me is earned through hard work, sweat, and effort!"

Kizaru glanced at Hannibal with a hint of surprise.

We're kindred spirits!

As long as the salary is paid, everything else is negotiable.

Kizaru (in his own opinion) is also such a working-class person.

Just then.

Storm stopped with the small talk and asked directly.

"Admiral Kizaru, how many days are we going to stay here?"

"I don't know~"

Kizaru frowned and shook his head.

"This matter depends on what Whitebeard II does."

"If Whitebeard II doesn't come..."

Storm spoke as if he and Edward Teach were not even acquainted.

"Does that mean we have to stay in Impel Down and wait for him indefinitely?"

"It shouldn't be that bad... right?"

Kizaru said uncertainly.

"Although Whitebeard II didn't come today, who knows, he might come tomorrow?"

Kizaru's "prophecy" has undoubtedly failed.

Storm's first day of open and aboveboard return to Impel Down.

He hunted the Blood Diamond Trophy of the [Giant Battleship San Juan Wolf] in Infinite Hell.

the next day.

Successfully acquired the Blood Diamond Trophy from [Evil King Apiro Pizarro].

Day three.

Another name has been added to the death list of Infinite Hell: [Big Barrel Basque Jotte].

Time flies.

Storm has been in Impel Down for a week.

Over the past week.

Storm eliminated seven great pirates in the Infinite Hell and won seven Death Blood Diamond Trophys.

Whitebeard II is still on his way...

However, Whitebeard II was delayed in arriving at Impel Down.

The seas surrounding Impel Down calmed down as the enemy disappeared, and countless rampaging sea kings returned to their lairs.

That day.

A lone boat appeared on the sea surrounding Impel Down.

Hawkeye Mihawk makes his appearance.

(End of this chapter)