Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

As a sharp whooshing sound rang out, a red figure suddenly leaped out from the water in the drainage channel, narrowly dodging the attack.

Barak glanced around and looked at the ragged red fishman who had jumped to the ground and the collar around his neck, and said.

“A slave?! How dare you run away on your own.”

The red fish-man's weary face grew increasingly grim as he muttered, "This is troublesome. Is it CP0?"

“Slave, get back to where you belong right now, or you’ll be shot on the spot,” Barak warned.

The red merman scoffed. "The place I belong is the vast ocean, not this disgusting Mary Geoise."

Upon hearing this, Barak commented matter-of-factly, "To be a servant of the Celestial Dragons is an honor for your lowly race."

However, these words seemed to completely enrage the red fishman, so much so that he suddenly threw a punch at Barak.

"Samewa Shoken!"

Faced with this attack, Barak frowned slightly and threw a punch in return.

"boom!"

A low, rumbling sound echoed around them.

Barak remained motionless, but his expression grew increasingly displeased, and he spoke again, issuing a warning.

“You lowly fish-man, don’t be ungrateful. If you cause a big commotion and disturb the sleep of the Celestial Dragons, you will not be able to atone for your sins even if you die ten thousand times. Now that you have surrendered, I may not report your escape.”

Despite Barak's intimidation, the red fishman remained defiant, speaking with a rather bold air.

"Now that I've decided to escape, do you think I'm afraid of dying? Since you've already discovered me, I might as well make a scene and maybe scare a few stupid Celestial Dragons to death."

"Ahem, actually, I also think it would be better if you kept a low profile and didn't make too much of a fuss."

Just then, a voice from a third party rang out.

"Who?!"

The red fishman looked around in surprise, finally fixing his gaze on the person lying on the cart, whose body was wrapped in bandages and whose features were obscured.

Yaen slowly sat up from the car and said, "You don't need to know who I am. If you want to escape, then you'd better run away quickly."

Just as the red fishman was puzzled by Yann's meaning, Barak suddenly moved, gesturing wildly in the open space beside him, as if he were deliberately fighting some invisible enemy in a low-key manner.

The red fishman was stunned by this scene.

“As you can see, I have this CP0 member under my control. He is currently fighting you, so you can just run away without worry,” Yann explained.

"I see." The red merman's tone revealed a hint of surprise.

However, just when Yann thought the red merman would turn around and run away, disappearing back into the drainage ditch and heading out of the Holy Land of Mary Geoise...

The red merman took the initiative to run towards Yann, grabbed Yann's hand, and tried to carry Yann on his back.

"Hey, hey, hey? What do you want to do?"

Yaen tried to resist, but was shocked to find that the two were evenly matched in strength, and he was forcibly carried on Yaen's back.

“My benefactor, don’t worry. I, Fisher Tiger, am not an ungrateful person. I know you are seriously injured and unable to move easily, but I will never abandon you to escape alone.” Tiger said with a tone full of righteousness and chivalry.

“Wait, you’re Fisher Tiger?” Yann was stunned.

Tiger looked somewhat surprised and asked, "My benefactor, have you heard my story?"

"Just a little bit."

"I answered with a twitching at the corner of my mouth," Ya'en replied.

Fisher Tiger, a reckless, stubborn, and headstrong man, is also a hero.

According to Yann's memories from his previous life, the fishman Fisher Tiger once went to sea as an explorer, not a pirate, but soon became a slave of the Celestial Dragons, and then luckily escaped from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

Surprisingly, after escaping the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, Fisher Tiger, this reckless man, stubbornly chose to climb the Red Earth alone and infiltrate the Holy Land of Mary Geoise in an attempt to rescue the remaining slaves, and then incredibly succeeded.

However, due to a conspiracy by the World Government, this stubborn and headstrong man believed that humans were untrustworthy and preferred to bleed to death rather than accept human blood, ultimately dying.

His life, with its unwavering faith and great will, earned Ya'en's admiration, but his peculiar thought process was even more difficult for Ya'en to understand.

When Tiger learned that Yaon had heard of him, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he said...

“My benefactor, since you know my name, you should know that I would never abandon my companions.”

"No, no, wait a minute."

Yann patted Tiger's rock-solid muscles repeatedly to stop him. "If you want to run, then run, but don't take me with you."

"Why? My benefactor, you can rest assured. If you're worried about your injuries, there's absolutely no need to worry. As long as I'm alive, I will absolutely not let anyone hurt you," Tiger said, patting his chest.

At that moment, Yann deeply regretted helping this brute escape.

And Yann dared not reveal his true identity to a dimwit like Fisher Tiger.

After all, who knows if he might accidentally reveal Yann's identity one day?

How will Yann, as the user of the "Sakura-Sakura Fruit," explain controlling Barak? And how will he explain releasing the slaves?

However, given Fisher Tiger's attitude, Yann knew very well that if he didn't give him an explanation, he figured Tiger would be desperately trying to escort him away from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise tonight.

"Ugh……"

Immediately, Yann sighed deeply and said helplessly.

"Tiger, I can't run away. Once I leave this CP0 member's vicinity and go beyond a certain range, I won't be able to control him anymore, and then even you won't be able to escape."

For a moment, Tiger's movements stopped.

"You can run away yourself, Tiger."

Yern gently patted Tiger on the shoulder and said, "Carry my life on your shoulders and strive towards the sea of ​​freedom."

The atmosphere was silent for a few breaths. Tiger clenched and unclenched his fist several times before gently placing Yann back on the car.

[Chapter 148. Do you want to save us?]

"My benefactor, can you tell me your name?" Tiger asked tremulously, his eyes filled with tears and his lips, which resembled two sausages.

Ya'en's lips twitched slightly as he said, "Don't worry about the so-called name; it's just a code name."

"no!"

Tiger wiped away his tears and said firmly, "I will remember my benefactor's name for the rest of my life. This is my duty, Fisher Tiger's duty!"

"If that's the case..."

After thinking for a moment, Yann casually said, "Then you should just remember the name 'Hueco Mundo'."

"The Hueco Mundo Organization?"

Tiger muttered the name a few times, as if trying to etch it into his heart, before saying, "My benefactor, take care. I will definitely come back to save you."

"No, no, no..."

As he talked to Tiger, Yann felt his head throbbing more and more, and could only explain.

“I came to the Holy Land Mary Geoise with a purpose, understand? So even if you want to return to the Holy Land Mary Geoise, you must follow your own plan and choose an auspicious day to set off, lest you get cold.”

“Huh?” Fisher Tiger was a little confused.

However, there was absolutely no way for Yann to explain this to Fisher Tiger.

In the original timeline, it was already a miracle that Fisher Tiger could survive venturing into a place like Mary Geoise all by himself, let alone rescue a large number of slaves and escape with them. Yann simply couldn't imagine how Tiger managed to do it.

To be clear, even if the Whitebeard Pirates were to go all out, they might not be able to rescue so many slaves from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

Therefore, in this miracle within a miracle, Yann estimated that Fisher Tiger's behavior was slightly different from the original trajectory.

He might not even become a hero; instead, he'll be hung up by the World Government and dried into a fishbone, completely cooled down.

"In short, Tiger, it's best to do things from the heart..."

Yann gave Fisher Tiger one last piece of advice, then waved for Tiger to leave.

"thump!"

As expected of a fish-man, his graceful landing and perfect water-reducing technique allowed him to disappear into the drainage channel under the cover of night.

As soon as Yann had a thought, Barak's solo battle seemed to come to an end.

"boom!"

Barak unleashed a powerful punch, his expression utterly calm as he spoke to the air, "You vile race, your filthy blood,"

Immediately afterwards, Barak made a loose grip with one hand and thrust out hundreds of "Naval Six Styles: Finger Pistol" techniques with the other, then flicked the loose grip towards the drainage channel.

"Since you love freedom so much, then let your body float back to the sea."

Then, Barak washed off non-existent bloodstains with water in the drain before continuing to pull the cart forward.

Just when Yann thought he was about to meet Saint Musgarud, Barak walked into an increasingly remote place and then entered the entrance of an underground passage.

Yann then glanced around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye. Unlike the pristine and bright surface of the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, this underground passage was dirty and messy, with obvious bloodstains remaining in many places.

'Could this be a place where slaves are imprisoned?' A sense of foreboding washed over Ya'en.

Soon, after Barak skillfully maneuvered the car around several intersections, he stopped the car and a conversation reached Arn's ears.

"Lord Barak, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I'll leave this person with you for now."

"Is this the new slave of Holy Lord Musgarud?"

"No, don't let him die. Once his injuries have healed a bit, I need to take him to see Holy Lord Musgarud."

"But Lord Barak, the environment here..."

"This is it. His identity is a bit sensitive, so it's not convenient for him to recuperate outside."

"I understand, I understand. I will do my best to arrange the best environment for him."

"Well, don't let this get out of your mind."

……

For a moment, Yann couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Upon hearing this, Yann understood what was probably going on.

Ultimately, Barak chickened out. He thought that in his moment of impulsiveness, he had completely ruined and destroyed Yan, the son of the Sengoku Marshal, and that he must have been under pressure from the Sengoku Marshal.