I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

A profound fear gripped him, and Gerald asked, trembling, "And then?"

"Then...then...Saint Cassilia thought her eyes were beautiful, so she ordered the slaves, the slaves gouged out her eyes..."

The gouged-out eyes no longer resembled sapphires. Saint Cassilia was furious and ordered the slaves to stuff them back in… That… that girl… No! It's not my fault!

A flash of blood-red light appeared, then silence.

Gerald lowered his head.

"Hehe, hehehehehe..."

"Saint Casilla!"

Conqueror's Haki has awakened!

……

Thud! A huge fist slammed down, shattering the guest table in Lieutenant General Doug's house!

The burly old man stood up, his gentle demeanor gone, his whole body trembling. After a moment of silence, he walked into the bedroom without uttering a word.

“Every time she hears about justice being tainted, the teacher gets very angry.” Mia’s expression was also sad. “Figo, you can understand, right? It’s not about sympathy for pirates, it’s just…”

She paused, staring into Figo's eyes.

“I’ve been in Impel Down for eight years and have seen all sorts of pirates, many of whom have their own reasons for their suffering.” Figo paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Perhaps because I haven’t experienced it myself, I don’t think that reasons for suffering can absolve sins.”

He looked at Mia and said, "Of course, sympathy is possible, and so is anger. I will be more gentle with pirates who have their own troubles and misfortunes. After all, as human beings, it is okay not to know some things, but once you see or hear them, it is hard not to feel sympathy."

The image of the angelic blue crystal girl from the previous scene still lingered in his mind's eye.

[Event Requirement: Have Jellal or help Jellal kill, preferably torture, the Celestial Dragon Saint Cassilia.]

It's hard not to be angry.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Two Reasons

Outside Lieutenant General Doug's house, Mia and Figo looked at each other for a while.

Figo nodded toward the door.

Mia said, "No, Teacher's body is definitely fine. However, he has been angry about similar things many times before, and this is the first time he has kicked me out of the house, saying that he needs to rest. It's probably because the matter involves those Celestial Dragons, and Teacher is even angrier because he is powerless to do anything about it."

“Is that so?” Figo said, “Yeah, that’s a Celestial Dragon… Speaking of which, are the forces around the Celestial Dragons really that strong? Even the attack by those guys from the Mad Laughing Pirates failed.”

“Of course not. The Mad Laughing Pirates were discovered by headquarters the moment they infiltrated the Sabaody Archipelago. We barely had time to react, and we were almost too late,” Mia said.

If it had been a moment later, perhaps it would have been better... she thought silently, without saying it aloud.

Figo also had some ideas.

The two fell silent for a moment.

The Celestial Dragons are descendants of the 20 kings who founded the World Government 700 years ago. They consider themselves "descendants of the Creator" and enjoy all privileges. If offended, the Navy's highest-ranking admiral and the World Government's top intelligence officer, CP0, must unconditionally deploy to ensure their safety.

Because of their various privileges, the vast majority of Celestial Dragons are arrogant, ignorant fools and scum of humanity. Their existence is the greatest humiliation to the Navy's justice!

But what can we do about it?

The fact that the Celestial Dragons have existed for 700 years, despite the fact that there has never been a shortage of righteous individuals in the Navy, speaks volumes.

“Speaking of which, if Mr. Doug often hears students tell stories like these, isn’t he worried that his sense of justice might waver?” Figo asked again.

“The teacher’s Encouragement Fruit isn’t just for us,” Mia said. “He often uses it on himself too. It’s fine, he should be fine after a day of rest. Let’s come to the teacher’s house again tomorrow morning. There should still be a dozen or so people from our year’s elite class still at Marine Headquarters. I’ll try to find a few.”

Humans are social animals, and Figo accepted Mia's kindness: "Thanks, see you tomorrow?"

"Okay, goodbye." Mia waved.

The two parted ways and went their separate ways.

Figo looked around. The residential area of ​​the Navy Headquarters was quite large, with bustling shops and lively commercial streets, mostly owned by the families of some Navy personnel, and all were honest and trustworthy.

He was still carrying the Duham treasure he had dug up on Huoyu Island, which he planned to sell at a shop later. For now... he should go and see how dilapidated his house, which he hadn't lived in for eight years, had become.

Figo wandered through the neighborhood and, after about twenty minutes, found the place he remembered.

The surrounding layout has not changed much, and his small house still stands there.

But to Figo's surprise, the exterior of the house was not old at all; it seemed newer than he remembered, as if it had been repainted.

With a sweep of his Observation Haki, Figo was even more surprised... There were people in the house, several of them.

How come... our home has been occupied?

I don't recall ever being a renter; this is housing allocated by the Navy headquarters.

Figo went over and knocked on the door.

The door opened in three seconds.

At first glance, Figo didn't see anyone. Instead, he was greeted by a variety of colorful ribbons and decorations, as if the living room was decorated for some kind of celebration.

The next second, several people jumped out.

"What a surprise!"

"Hahaha, Lord Figo!"

"Welcome back to Marine Headquarters!"

"Waaaaah... I've finally seen Lord Figo again! I missed you so much!"

Figo paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh: "It's you guys, huh? Hahaha..."

They were several jailers who had left Impel Down in the middle of the past eight years, and they were all familiar faces to Figo!

"Figo, aren't you surprised?" Another familiar voice rang out from the side. "I heard that our Navy Flower was walking with a stranger, and after listening to their description, I guessed that it was probably you who came back. In the rush, I only had time to inform a few of them."

"Waaah, as expected of Lord Figo!"

"Even though it's Lord Figo, I'm still so envious! Major General Mia belongs to everyone!"

Figo ignored the snotty-nosed kids and turned away.

A cloak of justice, the rank of lieutenant general.

Figo greeted him, "Long time no see, Caesar. You actually tried to sneak up on me like that."

“It wasn’t a sneak attack.” Caesar gestured to Figo’s house. “You’ve spent two extra years in Impel Down in my place, so I have to do something for you. These guys were really enthusiastic when they heard we were going to take care of your house. We’ve already cleaned it up, and you’re ready to move in anytime!”

"Thank you." Figo smiled. Even if he didn't get to know those former classmates, he wasn't unknowable in the Marine Headquarters. In fact, he felt closer to these friends he had made himself than to those people.

A group of people were joking and reminiscing. In the midst of their laughter, they went to an izakaya (Japanese pub), where they drank and chatted happily from afternoon until late at night. Only Figo and Caesar were left standing by as they left the izakaya.

Xize was also drunk, his tongue slurring: "Figo, I have to go home."

Figo was swaying, gave him an OK sign, parted ways with him, turned a block, and looked at Figo again, there was no trace of drunkenness left!

His robust physique gave him an exceptional ability to metabolize alcohol, far surpassing that of Caesar.

“Now… I have an alibi,” Figo murmured to himself.

He unfolded the prison file, turned to the page corresponding to Jellal, and focused his consciousness on the incident of killing Celestial Dragon Saint Cassilia!

An arrow appears pointing to the target.

It is moving slowly.

The Celestial Dragon that Jellal attacked was Saint Kasilia. The Celestial Dragon, who was attacked and disappointed, will surely return to the Holy Land Mary Geoise from the Sabaody Archipelago soon. He is currently at sea, but the Marine Admiral will not be on the ship to protect him on his way back!

The Naval Headquarters, the Sabaody Archipelago, and the Holy Land Mary Geoise are roughly in a triangular shape, with each part about 500 miles apart.

This route is extremely safe, situated in the calm zone, where pirate ships would not appear. Furthermore, no one could possibly make a round trip between the two islands in a single night. Figo's swimming ability, as demonstrated in Impel Down, was only 50 nautical miles; he was merely an excellent swimmer.

But the fishmen are different!

That's right, Figo wants to complete Gerald's character event before the other party returns to the Holy Land!

There were many factors that dissuaded him from going; Figo could easily list a hundred.

'There are countless tragedies happening in the world every day. Are you going to intervene every time you hear about or see one? You can't possibly handle them all.'

'Don't become a slave to the files, willing to take any risk to complete the tasks related to the characters.'

'Killing a Celestial Dragon is like stirring up a hornet's nest, not to mention the possibility of failure.'

"There are too many giant sea kings in the Calm Belt; you might not even be able to swim across successfully."

'Don't let your saintly heart get the better of you. Why take such a risk for a complete stranger, a pirate?'

'Having come to the world of One Piece, you have to get used to the disgusting Celestial Dragons. Just avoid them.'

……

There were only two points that convinced Figo.

First, by completing this character event, Figo will gain the benefit of Conqueror's Haki.

Secondly, he wanted to go.

I really want to go!

Chapter Twenty-Five: Capturing the Celestial Dragons

The Navy Headquarters is surrounded by the sea, making it incredibly easy for Figo to find a place to dive.

Like a drop of water disappearing into the sea, Figo did not alert anyone. Having guarded the town for eight years, he was also familiar with the characteristics of the Den Den Mushi.

Next, just follow the arrow and swim.

Over the course of eight years, in addition to the initial four murlocs, Impel Down has gradually taken in about ten more murlocs. None of them were particularly strong; they only helped Figo raise his murloc power to 655 points.

He's still a level 2 merman child, almost halfway to becoming a merman teenager, but his swimming speed is unmatched by any merman child.

His strong physique made his arms swing like a propeller, and he moved like a speedboat, leaving the lights of the Navy Headquarters behind in less than five minutes!

We are getting closer and closer to our destination.

……

Meanwhile, on the Calm Belt route from Sabaody Archipelago to Mary Geoise, a brightly lit, ornately decorated ship was aboard, and the Celestial Dragon, Casilla Saint, was in a very unpleasant mood.

In his nearly sixty years of life, he had never been so humiliated or offended as he was today.

Those filthy pirates dared to attack him, and even almost injured his noble body. The bubble headband he usually wore was even slightly broken, allowing him to breathe in the dirty air that ordinary people breathe. He has felt nauseous ever since and hasn't been able to eat dinner.

Not only that, more than half of his beloved slaves accumulated over the decades have died or been injured, even the slaves who used to cushion his feet and buttocks have died. The guy sitting beneath him now is trembling slightly, clearly not comfortable at all!