Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

"I already told you, it's me!"

Capone Bell stared at the utterly unfamiliar Yann, his voice filled with both fear and despair as he cried out, "So, who the hell are you?"

[Chapter Twenty-Five: Evidence of a Crime]

Upon hearing this, Yan thought for a moment and answered seriously.

“A name is just a label. Doing good deeds anonymously is one of my principles. After all, I’m very worried about being retaliated against by bad people.”

Doing good deeds anonymously?

Worried about being retaliated against by bad guys?

Capone Bell was completely stunned, never expecting these words to come from the mouth of the bespectacled boy in front of him, who looked like a monster.

Is this doing a good deed?

And you're worried about being retaliated against by bad guys? What do you mean?

Someone like you is afraid of bad guys and worried about being retaliated against? Or is it that my "Capone Mafia" isn't even worthy of being called a bad guy?

Seeing Capone Bell's expression, which seemed to be insulted and humiliated, Yann thought for a moment and was about to explain, but then stopped himself.

After all, the main reason why Yann didn't want to reveal his name was that he was worried that it would be accidentally spread and cause him to have some strange reputation.

Keep a low profile, be cautious, and act prudently...

This is exactly how Yann operates.

Even if someone is really strong, strong enough to be able to kill "Whitebeard" with one punch while holding the rank of Marine First Class, there is absolutely no need for them to become arrogant and conceited.

After all, the Devil Fruit abilities on this ocean are incredibly diverse.

Zoan-type Devil Fruits aren't scary, nor are Logia-type Devil Fruits. What's truly frightening are those Ghost-Ghost Fruits, Rewind-Rewind Fruits, Hobby-Hobby Fruits, and other such unconventional Devil Fruit abilities.

In the face of this Devil Fruit power, everyone is treated equally, regardless of their strength.

Therefore, for safety reasons, Yan felt that there was absolutely no need for him to announce his name every time he eliminated a mafia organization.

Besides, taking down a mafia organization isn't a big deal.

Just then, the person closest to Yann, who possessed a power similar to that of the Black Bear Fruit, suddenly unleashed his power.

As cherry blossoms relentlessly tore through his flesh, the Black Bear Fruit user's massive body leaped straight up from the floor, gathering violent power in his paws and slamming down towards Yann's head.

From the whistling sound of the wind, Yann could roughly estimate that the power of this attack was enough to topple a building.

This level of strength is quite impressive for the Western Sea; an ordinary naval division lieutenant-level officer might not have a chance of surviving such a sneak attack.

but……

"Don't underestimate me just because I look gentle and refined..."

"I can't help it," Yaen said helplessly, his grip on the hilt of the Zanpakuto tightening.

In an instant, the cherry blossoms that were originally wrapping around and constantly cutting the Black Bear Fruit user suddenly accelerated several times over.

A cloud of blood mist rose amidst the vibrant pink cherry blossoms, while the bear paw slowly paused, finally coming to a complete stop ten centimeters from Ya'en.

"Oh!"

The Black Bear Fruit user, whose weight had decreased by nearly half, collapsed heavily to the ground and fell silent.

"Why can't you play dead, since you're a user of the Black Bear Fruit? You didn't necessarily have to die if I hadn't ambushed you. I'm a kind person."

With a hint of helplessness on his face, Yann turned his gaze to the other three Zoan-type Devil Fruit users.

However, even the strongest among them, the Black Bear Fruit user, died instantly, while the other users lost even the slightest thought of resistance.

For a moment, they endured the excruciating pain of being constantly cut by the cherry blossoms, and dared not pass by Yann. Instead, they retreated in unison, smashed through the room's window, and plunged to the ground as an escape route.

"Ah, this..."

Yaen's lips twitched slightly. He gently raised his hand, but it was too late to stop them. He spoke slowly, a beat too late.

"No, there's an even more terrifying...monster downstairs..."

The next moment, a series of rapid sounds of frost forming rang out downstairs, and Yan knew that they had probably passed away peacefully without any pain.

Immediately, Yann turned his gaze back to Capone Bell, who was pale and sweating profusely, and asked.

"Are there handcuffs?"

Although Capone Bell didn't quite understand what Yann meant, driven by fear, he hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Immediately, Capone Bell went to the drawer behind the table, took out four or five handcuffs, and placed them on the table, as if to say, "Choose one."

Solid gold, diamond-encrusted, patterned, uniquely shaped...

Yawn paused for a moment, then quickly realized the true purpose of the handcuffs and couldn't help but tease, "Wow, you're pretty good at playing around, aren't you?"

"It's...it's alright," Capone Bell said awkwardly.

The next moment, a sentence from Yann made Capone Bell's face turn even paler.

"In that case, pick your favorite pair and wear them."

"No...please don't do this! Please...please spare me, sir!" Capone Bell pleaded, trembling.

"Let you go? Where were you before?"

Seeing the tough guy shed tears, Yann became somewhat impatient and said, "Stop dawdling, or I'll have to take action."

Capone Bell gritted his teeth, his face showing an expression that was both desperate and resigned, and his hand trembled as he picked up a solid gold handcuff.

Then, Capone Bell lay down on the table, handcuffed his left hand and left foot together, and picked up a diamond-encrusted handcuff with his right hand, preparing to handcuff his right hand and right foot together.

Looking at Capone Bell's strange posture, Yann belatedly realized what was happening and asked with an extremely ugly expression.

"What are you doing? I'm telling you to handcuff yourself and come with me."

"what?!"

For a moment, Capone Bell's face was filled with surprise and embarrassment.

Immediately, as if afraid that Yann would change his mind, Capone Bell quickly used the key to unlock the handcuffs on his left hand and left foot, then handcuffed his own hands together and respectfully handed the key to Yann.

"A vile bastard, with vile thoughts!"

As Yann made his comment and was about to leave with Capone Bell, his gaze inadvertently fell on the safe in the corner.

Yann wasn't particularly interested in money, but driven by his desire to find treasure, he spoke up directly.

"Go open that safe; I need to examine the evidence of your crimes."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Knowing he was completely in Y'en's hands, Capone Bell offered no resistance and cooperated perfectly by opening the half-person-high safe for Y'en.

"hiss……"

Shining with golden light!

That green stuff called Pele doesn't deserve to be here; it's almost entirely filled with high-value minerals like gold and jewels.

Although Aon was the adopted son of a general of the Warring States period, his daily life was not wealthy, and he barely had any living expenses.

“Evidence, this is solid evidence of the Mafia’s illegal profits!” Yann murmured.

[Chapter 26. The Fruit of the Fortified City]

evidence?

Capone Bell was stunned for a moment, looking at the treasure in the safe, but he couldn't quite react.

"No, it's too dangerous to leave the evidence in this place. It must be secured."

Yan said seriously, then casually found a few briefcases in the room. He then squatted down in front of the safe and carefully transferred each piece of evidence into the briefcases, asking questions as he did so.

“Mr. Capone, would you mind if I did some evidence gathering?”

In the brutal, dog-eat-dog world of the underworld, Capone Bell naturally understood that as the weak, he had no right to resist, and thus spoke obediently.

"You...you can do as you please..."

Yaen nodded, and then said.

"Since that's the case, then you can lend a hand. Remember to be careful, these are important pieces of evidence, so don't damage or scratch them, otherwise I can charge you with intentional damage to property..."

Yaen adjusted his slightly reflective glasses and said calmly, "Executed on the spot."

???

Capone Bell.

Capone Bell, who was instantly filled with a terrifying feeling, immediately squatted down and skillfully helped Yann move the treasure into the briefcase.

Soon, as the treasures were successfully transferred piece by piece, a rather strange box appeared beneath the safe.

Yann frowned, clearly sensing that this box was out of place with the other valuables, and directly gave the order to Capone Bell.

"Open it."

Resigned to his fate, Capone Bell opened the box and said, "Sir, this contains a Devil Fruit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the box was opened, revealing three Devil Fruits neatly arranged inside.

Yann took the box from Capone Bell's hand, his expression turning serious.

In terms of value, these three Devil Fruits far exceed the total value of all the treasures in the safe.

For Yann, these three Devil Fruits have a special purpose.

"The power of your Capone Mafia is far greater than I imagined. How did you manage to collect so much of this so-called 'treasure of the sea'?"

Capone Bell's eyes flickered slightly as he noticed Yanna's interested expression regarding Devil Fruits, and he cautiously responded.

"In the West Blue, that's a sea of ​​underground forces. Collecting Devil Fruits is difficult, but not impossible..."

After a pause, Capone Bell continued.

"If you are willing to let me go, the Capone Mafia will do their best to collect Devil Fruits for you."

Yann glanced at Capone Bell, smiled, and said, "There's something you've misunderstood. What I like isn't Devil Fruits, but... cutting fruit."

Then, to Capone Bell's astonishment, Yann took two Devil Fruits from the box and tossed them into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the Zanpakuto that Yann had tied to his waist was instantly drawn and slashed at the two Devil Fruits.