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

"It's a little strange," Lin Qi said, scratching his head.

“If you don’t like it, you can change jobs, join our Qinghai Navy, try to become a lantern fisherman, or do anything else,” Figo said.

“No, it’s fine as it is now.” Lin Qi shook his head, his smile bright: “I don’t actually really like being a chip maker, it’s just that before… Anyway, thank you so much, Uncle Figo!”

"Thank you so many times. If you really want to thank me, then go work hard and repay me." Figo laughed. "Study hard and adapt. Your first goal is to use the network bug to control the lights?"

"Yeah, I like internet bugs!"

“Alright, I look forward to the day you light the lamp, but other things can’t be neglected. You need to train your thin frame properly. I’ve left you a set of body parts, equipment, and a heart-net lamp wick, not to mention nutrition. A year from now, your thighs are not allowed to be thinner than my arms,” Figo said.

Lynch glanced at Figo's arm, muttered "Impressive~" and gave a slightly guilty smile: "I'll try my best..."

"Not just try, it's a must."

As Figo finished speaking, a series of urgent knocks sounded at the door. A thin guard from the merchant guild pushed the door open and entered, saying, "Guild Master! Nicol, who was transporting lamp wicks to Lila Island, has sent a distress signal. He seems to have been attacked by pirates, and they are about 290 kilometers away from here!"

“Look, the attack is happening again.” Figo then said to Lynch, “Merchant groups are basically legal pirates. They might even be more ruthless than pirates. There’s competition and killing. I can’t always be by your side. You need to have at least some ability to protect yourself. It’ll save me trouble.”

Lin Qi thought of the Serau Merchant Guild and the five attacks on maritime transport a couple of days ago. It was Figo who was involved; if it were any other merchant guild, they would probably have been in chaos and at a loss.

He nodded emphatically: "I understand. You should go and save that Nicol!"

“You don’t know enough that sometimes danger can come from right next to you.” Figo walked up to the thin man who had come to report and looked at him.

The man raised his slightly lowered head and looked at Figo with some confusion, but as their eyes met, the panic in his eyes became increasingly difficult to conceal.

Until it turned into ferocity.

Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground!

Figo casually knocked a spy unconscious, grabbed him by one leg, glanced at the astonished Lynch, and nodded to signal him to follow.

"Is he...is he a bad person?"

"It's not just him."

He was dragged all the way to the second floor. Several guards from the merchant guild were stunned when they saw the person being dragged down by Figo, and then they quickly came over to greet him.

"President, this is..."

Bang!Bang!

Two more muffled thuds followed, and two of the six guards who had surrounded them were suddenly knocked down by Figo!

The other four were shocked and retreated, but saw that Figo did not make any extra movements. He simply increased the number of people being dragged to three and said, "These are spies from other merchant groups or even pirates, and there are more."

The four guards exchanged astonished glances.

Are they spies? Really?

Then, following Figo, they saw the fourth, fifth, and sixth people Figo had knocked down!

By the fifth and sixth time, the two were shocked by the situation and immediately tried to smash through the wall to escape. However, Figo's speed exceeded everyone's ability to catch his gaze. In the blink of an eye, the two who wanted to escape were unconscious and dragged back by Figo by their collars.

The commotion startled everyone stationed at the merchant group's headquarters. The Lion-Headed King Adlino immediately thought of the attack a few days earlier.

"President, they're the ones who exposed our transport route, causing us to be intercepted by the pirates?!"

“That’s right,” Figo said. “Don’t panic, everyone. I’ve been observing them for the past two days and have finally confirmed that these six are spies who infiltrated our merchant group. They are the only ones.”

"A few men, escort them to the sheriff. The rest, guard the merchant guild headquarters. I need to go out for a bit and bring back our guild's vice president so everyone can get to know him."

The tense atmosphere eased slightly, replaced by anger towards the six spies and a touch of curiosity about the vice president.

Why does the president need to personally bring it back?

Lin Qi was the most surprised. He knew best that although the merchant group had countless reserves of various lamp wicks, they were all caught by Figo alone. Where did a vice president come from? Was he from the navy?

But at this moment, he was more concerned about the six unconscious men piled up together.

I really need to train harder; the outside world is indeed too dangerous...

……

In reality, it wasn't any observation that revealed the six people to be spies. Everyone who joined the Lynch Merchant Guild had already been arrested by Figo without anyone noticing; the crime index said it all.

The characters and events even explicitly told Figo where they came from and what they were going to do!

If they weren't identified sooner, or even included in the merchant group, it would be like fishing for them.

Those pirate attacks also made Figo realize even more clearly the fierce competition within the Martian race.

After leaving the merchant guild headquarters, his first priority was not to find the 'vice president,' but to find the final attack he had foreseen.

That's the guy who just tried to lure Figo to the sea area 290 kilometers to the southwest!

The attackers this time were the strongest, so Figo had less foresight and could only wait for them to reveal themselves and lure him over.

Walking on water, Figo quickly arrived at his destination and saw a small boat.

There were three people on the boat. The one in the lead sat at an angle at the bow, wearing a close-fitting black coat that revealed his well-defined muscles. He held a fishing rod that had been cast into the sea of ​​lights in both hands, and his face was cold.

The two then each took a paddle and slowly rowed, using their skillful techniques to keep the small boat steady in the waves, ensuring that they did not disturb the lamp wick so that their captain could fish.

They are all kings who light three lamps!

Those rowing boats lit three lamps each, and the man fishing for the lamp was naturally even stronger. He possessed the power of four lamps, making him a potential Yonko (Emperor of the Sea) or a Celestial Dragon's general in the starry sky.

He glanced at Figo, turned the reel, pulled in the fishing light line, put down the rod, stood up, and said, "You're really slow. It's hard to even catch a wick in this barren sea. It's getting a bit frustrating... You don't seem too surprised? Did you guess someone would be waiting for you?"

Figo stood on the water, sizing up the other party, and said, "Lunalia?"

"You have a good eye," Barodal praised expressionlessly, a roaring fire suddenly erupting behind him, his imposing aura palpable. "What a pity."

A gust of wind suddenly arose, and his figure appeared in front of Figo as if he had traveled through space. His right hand formed a claw, and raging flames rushed towards Figo's neck!

Bang!

A crisp, muffled thud echoed, and Barodal's eyes bulged outwards, his cheek wracked with pain.

Figo's elbow struck him squarely in the face, causing him to spit out blood, spin 9999 degrees in mid-air, and fly back to the ship intact.

"It's a pity you lack discernment?"

The waves rippled gently.

Baroda collapsed onto the boat with a thud, covering his face, somewhat dazed and confused.

The two Three-Lamp Kings controlling the ship instantly changed their expressions: "Lord Barodal?!"

Chapter 305 The Blame

"Ipolito!"

In Capri, the royal capital, the Three-Eyed King Urik stormed into the residence of Ipolito, ignoring the guards who wanted to stop him but dared not, and found Duke Ipolito of the Lunaria tribe.

"Did you send people to attack the Lynch Merchant Guild, which was just established in the Hilo Sea? Tell them to come back immediately. The Lynch Merchant Guild is very likely backed by the Star King Gaston Figo!"

With a single, concise statement of purpose, Ipolito's furrowed brow, which had been furrowed in dissatisfaction, relaxed for a moment, only to furrow it even more deeply afterward.

"What did you say?"

Urik looked at him with three eyes.

Ipolito paused for two seconds, then suddenly sprang up from his chair and, with a flick of his wrist, deftly lifted the Den Den Mushi from a distance.

Dial-up, no connection.

He clenched his fist tightly, his eyes sharp, and looked at Urik: "What exactly happened? When did the King of the Stars arrive on Lightfire Star? How do you know it was him?"

Seeing his reaction, Urik's heart sank, and he asked in return, "Who did you send?"

"...It's Barodal."

Urik's expression shifted slightly. He took a deep breath, pulled up a chair, and sat down. "Things have come to this point, there's no use being anxious now. Let's talk this out slowly."

Barodal is one of the highest-ranking members of the Lunaria tribe under Ipolito, and a staunch confidant of Ipolito. It would indeed be safer and more reliable to let Barodal handle the dirty work of destroying a merchant group, but now... things have gotten much worse.

……

the other side.

The small boat and the Den Den Mushi on board sank into the sea of ​​lights. Barodal flew low over the sea in a sorry state, glaring at Figo with gritted teeth, while making a gesture to his two subordinates who had retreated.

The two men each held a roulette-like vessel, one pair representing Figo, the other representing the sky.

That's a 'light finder'.

Merchant caravans used this device to capture lantern hunters. They would force the lantern hunters to use their own power to break through the self-protection mechanism of the lantern's sparks and flames. This device could then accurately locate the lantern hunter's position, using it as leverage.

"You're actually a Level 5 Light-Bright guy? Where did you come from?!"

Barodal let out a low growl, expecting no reply. The next moment, the raging flames seemed poised to scorch the sky and steam the ocean!

It was as if a great sun was rising behind him, and the surging air waves flattened the sea. If it hadn't been suppressed by the lights of the kings after he reached the air, the momentum created by his aura could probably have spread for dozens of miles.

He has completely unleashed his power!

Figo turned his head to look.

At this moment, he could vaguely sense the source of Barodal's power and the location of the light.

If he finds and extinguishes the fire, Barodal's power will be greatly reduced, and he will lose all the special effects brought by the light.

Barodalle, after realizing he was outmatched, seemed to be trying to make up for the deficit in this way.

If Figo doesn't break through the light barrier, he will be defeated in the opposite direction. However, if he does break through the light barrier, he will immediately flee towards Figo's light location and find an opportunity to turn the tables and win!

He lunged at Figo again.

It's ten times fiercer and more powerful than before!

What greeted him had also changed.

From elbow to fist.

Boom!

Half of his face was completely shattered, and as blood splattered, Barodal once again spun 9999 degrees in the air and crashed onto the seabed, falling over and struggling to support himself with his hands. He looked with one eye at his two subordinates in the distance.

The two men looked horrified and bewildered.

"Lord Barodale..."

"He...he...that guy didn't break through the light's self-defense!"

"??!"