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

The zeroth level of Impel Down's sea platform has come into his line of sight!

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Just Like Going Home

Advance the zero-level platform of the city.

"Here it comes! I see the ship!"

"Is Warden Figo on the ship?"

"I can't see clearly..."

"No, from now on we can't call you Warden, we have to call you Director!"

"Right, right. By the way, what's the rank of the Director? If Impel Down were to become independent from Marine Headquarters and be directly under the World Government's administration, would the Director be equivalent to a Fleet Admiral?"

"Oh, is that possible?"

"Director Figo is amazing!"

The jailers waiting to welcome Figo chatted animatedly, but people's joys and sorrows are not always shared. Jin Qie stood in the corner with a slightly dark face, finding their noise bothersome.

Figo held him down for seven years before leaving, and he's only been in charge for a month!

What happened to the promise of being transferred out of Impel Down?

Oh, you're messing with me. You made me feel so good about becoming the warden, and then you went on vacation for a month and came back with a new director position.

He's still one level above me, so wouldn't my promotion as warden be pointless?!

While they were grumbling inwardly, the jailers erupted in even louder cheers, clearly having spotted Figo on the deck as the warship drew closer.

The prison guards, who had cried as they sent Figo away a month ago, once again shed exaggerated tears.

Seeing this, Figo on the warship did not wait for the ship to dock at the zero-level pier. He leaped high from the ship, lightly stepped in mid-air as he landed, making a loud popping sound, and then defied gravity to rise higher. After repeating this several times, he used the Moon Step from the Six Styles to "fly" to the platform.

"Everyone, it's been a long time!"

"Waaaaah, Lord Figo!"

"So handsome!"

"We miss you so much...we thought we wouldn't see you for years..."

"You must be reluctant to part with us..."

"I really couldn't bear to leave everyone, so I came back." Figo laughed heartily, then waved to King, saying, "Old King, have those guys on the fifth and sixth floors behaved themselves while I was gone for a month?"

Old Jin?

It's been a month since I last saw him, and he's given me such a lame nickname.

Jinqie paused for a moment, and then a straightforward jailer chimed in, "Lord Jinqie is definitely not going to make it. Although we haven't seen the specifics, he's always taking his anger out on the stone pillars in the training area!"

"We can't even catch a sea king..."

"Yes, absolutely not..."

You bastards are no good, your whole family is no good! Jin Qie's face darkened even more. His deterrent effect on the fifth and sixth level villains was indeed not as good as Figo's, but that was because he had not been in charge for long enough! How can you say he is no good just because he has not been in charge for long enough?

As for catching sea kings...

That's because I don't like to eat it!

"It's alright, guys. The water's all boiled, right? Tell the kitchen to get ready too. We'll baptize the new prisoners in a bit, then I'll go with Old Jin down to the lower levels for a quick look, and then we'll get a big one for everyone—a feast!"

"Oh!" Cheers erupted.

Once the shouts subsided, Figo gestured to the approaching warship: "This guy we're escorting this time is something else. He's Gerald Laugh, a pirate with a bounty of 640 million Berries. He's one of the most notorious pirates on the high seas and possesses the legendary Conqueror's Haki. Don't be intimidated."

"No way!"

"With Lord Figo here, even pirates with a bounty of one billion are no problem!"

"Keep bragging," King Cleaver muttered to himself. Figo was indeed stronger than him, but he didn't believe that Geralt the Mad Laugh, who was famous even before he entered Impel Down, could be intimidated by Figo.

One billion?

A billion dollars could wipe out the Impel Down army!

Gerald was soon brought down, and the jailers curiously gathered around to comment on him.

"This is the great pirate with a bounty of 640 million taels? He's not much different from others."

"So disappointed..."

Hmph, you'll see how different it is when we remove one of his shackles and baptize him. Unlike the jailers, the moment King Cleef saw Gerald, his muscles tensed slightly, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Then he watched as Gerald was very obedient, even docile, as Figo stripped him naked, hung him on a bar, and threw him into boiling water.

"Hey, this is the Great Pirate? It's not even as fierce as the guys on the first floor..."

"It didn't grow much longer..."

"What do you know? What do you all know? They were definitely overwhelmed by Lord Figo's imposing presence!"

"I see!"

"Lord Figo is the strongest!"

A question mark slowly appeared above Jinqie's head. Was this really Gerald?

Only when Gerald was pulled out of the water, having survived a 100-degree boiling bath without a single burn, and had actually just taken a bath and even looked a bit cleaner and more handsome, did he have to confirm it.

Why should I? What am I lacking?

The guards' chatter was ignored by the self-doubting King, until Figo pulled Geral, who had changed into prison clothes, to stand before him.

"Let's go, Lao Jin, what are you thinking about?"

King came to his senses, gave a dry laugh, and followed Figo into Impel Down. They opened a special transport passage and headed downwards. Only after the noise of the jailers subsided did he regain his ability to think calmly.

"Figo, what exactly happened with Impel Down being placed under the direct control of the World Government? The Fleet Admiral told me on the Den Den Mushi that we'll follow your orders, and now we..." He got down to business.

“One of the reasons is him.” Figo gestured to Jellal: “This guy attacked the Celestial Dragons, which made the Five Elders worried that the slaves around the Celestial Dragons were not strong enough. So they transferred Impel Down to the World Government’s management so that they could select suitable and obedient slaves from here.”

Gerald paused, his eyes blazing with fury, the chains on his hands clanging as he finally revealed a hint of the aura of a great pirate.

Kinkiri glanced up, a hint of wariness in his eyes, and said, "An attack on a Celestial Dragon? The Admiral himself was involved? No wonder this guy got captured. Selecting slaves for the Celestial Dragons... So, not all the prisoners taken from Impel Down before were executed. What did the Fleet Admiral say?"

“In a few days, someone will bring me a Den Den Mushi (snail phone) that allows me to communicate directly with the Five Elders. From now on, I will need to take orders directly from the Five Elders,” Figo said. “So the key point now is not what the Marshal says, but what we do.”

Jinqie observed Figo's expression.

"I will always be a navy officer."

"What a coincidence, me too."

Having reached an understanding, Figo suddenly added, "By the way, the person coming over in a few days with the Den Den Mushi will probably also be a deputy director from the World Government. I wonder who that person is."

Jin Qie's face darkened again.

So it turns out that not only did Figo press down on him again, but there was also a deputy director?!

“Old Jin, if I were you, I definitely wouldn’t accept this. We’ve both been in Impel Down for eight years. Why is he the deputy warden instead of you?” Figo laughed.

Jinqie clenched his fist and snorted, "If you're stronger than me, that's fine, but otherwise..."

As they spoke, they arrived at the sixth level of Impel Down.

Located at the deepest part of the sea, this place only imprisoned a dozen or so ferocious pirates, eerily silent. As the chains on Gerald's body rattled, pairs of deep, dark eyes lit up from the depths of each cell. Upon seeing Figo, they all trembled slightly. That bastard… how did he get back?

And that is...

"Mad Dog Gerald?"

"You actually got arrested?"

Gerald ignored his old acquaintances.

Figo then observed them one by one, saying, "How come you all look so pale and thin after only a month? Old Jin, have you been starving them for days?"

Jin Qie said, "Five days is not enough. These guys still have the energy to talk. We can starve them for another five days without any problem."

In an instant, countless gazes filled with fierce killing intent converged on Jinqie. Figo waved his hand and said, "Let's wait until we're hungry again. I've been promoted to director, so we should all be happy. After our banquet, we'll bring down the remaining sea king meat, enough to fill everyone's stomachs!"

Is it alright if I hesitate when cutting the metal?

To his surprise, the vicious-looking men in the cell all appeared to be filled with shock and rage. One of them tugged at the chains and shouted, "You bastard, what are you trying to do now?!"

Starvation didn't break their spirits, but being given meat made them fearful. Kimi looked completely bewildered.

These great pirates are all insane.

Figo shook his head helplessly, then suddenly felt a deeply malicious gaze. He turned to look and laughed, "Worrying Demon, how did you turn into a spider demon? Your bones haven't healed yet? Don't let them grow crooked. I'll straighten them for you in a couple of days."

The Worry Demon, who had arrived at Impel Down first, lay sprawled on the ground, closing his eyes in resentment.

Under the watchful eyes of the villains, they arrived at the depths of the sixth floor, sent Gerald into an empty cell, and bound him with the iron chains inside.

"Let's go, Lao Jin. It's good to see everyone is doing well. Let's go for another round on the fifth floor."

"Wait, Navy," Gerald finally couldn't help but say, "I... I beg you..."

"Don't worry, I'm a Marine, not one of you pirates and villains." Figo waved his hand without turning his head: "From now on, treat Impel Down as your home. I'll cook special meals for you, with rice and meat every day. You'll love it here soon enough."

Gerald breathed a sigh of relief.

The villains on Level 6 of Impel Down were even more apprehensive, even the mad dog Geralt... Damn it! That madman only left a month ago, how come he's back already!

The fifth level of Impel Down held far more people than the sixth level, nearly a hundred in total. When Figo reappeared in Impel Down after a month, their reactions varied.

Some of them turned pale and huddled in the corner, afraid that Figo would notice them.

Some stared intently, their anger burning.

There were also those who were fearless and refused to back down, and all sorts of insults followed.

“The guys on the sixth floor are all too good at judging situations. The fifth floor is more energetic, though some of them aren’t quite right in the head,” Figo said to Kingie, before finding an acquaintance in one of the cells.

The nun had changed into prison clothes. Her fair and smooth face, still beautiful after the baptism, remained undamaged. However, her future was bleak, and her gaze towards Figo was sometimes filled with hatred and sometimes with confusion.

Figo asked her, "Want a cigarette?"

The nun stirred and said, "Yes."

"Ha, I told you Impel Down has a smoking ban, and you still want to?" Figo frowned deeply. "Old Jin, starve her for a week!"

nun:"……?"