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

"Hey, Jackson, what happened?" He and Jackson were acquaintances.

Unexpectedly, Jackson looked at him with an extremely sinister gaze. It was this bastard who made me misjudge Gaston Figo's strength!

Jackson was filled with anger and self-blame. If he hadn't been killed beforehand, if his boss had had his handy weapon, things might have been different! He was the one to take the blame for this!

The Worrying Demon was glared at, completely bewildered. These bastards' already been arrested, what are they so arrogant about? Just wait until Figo teaches them a lesson…

I want Figo to come.

As the footsteps sounded, the sixth level of Impel Down fell silent instantly, followed by Figo's voice: "Fellow members of the Hell Pirates, are you satisfied with your new home?"

"You bastard..."

"Arrogant bastard..."

"If it weren't for the siege, the advantage of terrain, and the ambush, how could you possibly have captured us?! What's there to be proud of?! You scum!"

New prisoners are full of energy.

"Shut up." The deep voice of Therbrus rang out, silencing the insults of the Hell Pirates' officers. "Gaston Figo, strong men like you and me, no matter what grudges we have, now that the outcome is decided, there's no need to continue to humiliate the loser."

Jackson, Tony, Bill—no need to say more, we truly lost. On the high seas, new generations rise and fall; who can remain an invincible king forever? We lost, we must accept it!

“Boss…” The Hell Pirates’ officers instantly filled with tears, feeling distressed and aggrieved.

"Our era isn't over yet! We're sorry, we've dragged you down, boss!"

“I didn’t mean to humiliate you,” Figo replied. “There’s no point in humiliating you anyway. It’s just that your crew’s officers seem very unwilling to accept defeat and capture, which will probably cause a lot of trouble for my prison work.”

He pulled out a bunch of keys, hung them on his finger, and shook them: "Here's what I'll do. I'll give you a chance. One spear, one shield, and four beasts. I'll let all six of you out together. Kill me, and you can rescue your boss. Otherwise, you'll stay in your cell!"

The Blues' one eye narrowed slightly.

The six Hell Pirates officers who were singled out by Figo were stunned for a moment, then immediately pulled on the iron chains binding them, making a clanging sound, their expressions excited.

"Seriously?!"

"Damn it! You're not playing us for a fool!"

Figo directly took the corresponding keys and threw them into their cells. Three were SSR1 and two were SR9. It would take a little effort, but the crime index of these six people was at least over 100. The compensation would be one or two thousand, so it was worth it!

The other prisoners remained silent.

He's here! He's here!

He started again!

That demon! That tyrant!

Soon, a series of booming and deafening explosions echoed through the sixth level of Impel Down. At the stairwell, the Otto family was standing guard, their old faces showing surprise.

Is this how Figo hones his skills? No wonder he's improved so quickly; he's reached this level at such a young age.

It's a bit hard on the wall, though.

Looking at the fallen bricks above his head, the old man frowned again. This kid's ideas were getting more and more dangerous. He had to give him a good talking-to. There are many ways to uphold justice. You have to make sure you live first before you can help more people.

So at lunchtime, an old man appeared next to Figo and told him a story: Three hundred years ago, there was a king of the sea who was recognized as the strongest in the world. He led his men to Mary Geoise, but died silently without causing much of a commotion.

Five hundred and eighty years ago there was also...

Interweaving in the Ao family's own life experiences, the various stories were told for more than two years.

Figo's ten-year term as governor has come to an end.

But Oja, who was almost 80 years old, received a retirement transfer order, while Figo received another appointment as director of the Five Elders.

The Five Elders, citing the lack of a suitable successor to Figo as warden of Impel Down, appointed Figo to continue serving as warden of Impel Down for another 20 years!

……

"The Five Elders want you to stay in Impel Down indefinitely, treating you like a prisoner!" O'Connor exclaimed angrily. "What kind of sudden appointment order is this, and for 20 years?!"

"Don't worry, there's no need to rush," Figo reassured the old man. "I expected this, didn't I? In that Den Den Mushi that I cut off back then, it seemed that Mendesbin Saint wanted me to stay in Impel Down with the Sapphire siblings for the rest of my life."

"Can……"

“It’s alright, you can go out first. Impel Down is really not a suitable place to retire. The construction of the study and re-education area here has just gotten on track, so I’ll stay here and keep an eye on things for a few more years.” Figo laughed, “Ever since The Blues was captured, the number of pirates sent here every month has been increasing day by day. Obviously, the situation on the Navy’s side is very good. I also need to keep an eye on this rear area, otherwise, won’t all these pirates become Celestial Dragons’ slaves?”

Ao family: "But a full 20 years..."

"20 years is impossible."

Twenty years later, Figo is almost 60 years old. Although it's still his youth for someone with the power of a giant, just holding it in is enough to kill a person.

“When I want to go out, nothing will be able to stop me!” Figo said.

Oga looked slightly taken aback, wanting to advise Figo against a direct conflict with the World Government, just as he had done in the previous two years, but ultimately he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"You must find me nagging and want to avoid me for a few years." With that, the old man left Impel Down with the warship, having lost interest in the matter.

Having served as the Deputy Administrator of Impel Down for two years, he had already made his stance clear to the World Government and the Five Elders, so there was no point in continuing as Deputy Administrator.

Jin Qie finally took over as deputy director. It felt like a dream, extremely unreal.

Figo continued to serve as the warden, continuing to eliminate prisoners, and set himself a departure target—to defeat or even kill Admiral Raul within half an hour without relying on sea stone or seawater!

But at that moment, he did not expect that a piece of news would disrupt his plans without warning.

In the year 1439 of the Sea Calendar, the 25th year that Figo had guarded Impel Down, Mia sent a message.

Vice Admiral Doug of the Navy Headquarters is critically ill.

Chapter Fifty-Four Visit

"What? You won't let me go back?"

“Figo, don’t make things difficult for me. This is Mendespen’s order.” The voice of the current Fleet Admiral Gandol, somewhat helpless, came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi: “The reason is that Impel Down cannot be left without your command for a long time. Vice Admiral Doug is just sick right now. Mendespen’s meaning is... to wait until he is really on the verge of death, or even until his funeral, before... you are allowed to return on a short leave.”

Figo stared at the Den Den Mushi for a moment in silence, then said, "Marshal Gandharu, I don't have any Den Den Mushi to contact the Five Elders right now. Could you please send a message to Mendespin for me?"

"Yes, you know, I also think he was being a bit too unreasonable in this matter, definitely..."

"Just tell him to get out of here!"

The Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) beeps and hangs up.

In the Marshal's office, Gandol was stunned for a long time before angrily slamming his fist on the table.

Being a marshal is damn tough!

……

Entering the city, Figo roared, and his mood calmed down a little.

It wasn't that they were completely unprepared; after all, the man was already 86 years old. The O'Neill family had also visibly aged every day during their two years in Impel Down, so it wouldn't be surprising if either of them passed away at any time.

It was still a bit too sudden.

Just a month ago, Figo was still in good health and his voice was louder than Figo's when he contacted Mia Doug via Den Den Mushi. Was it really true that illness strikes like a landslide?

Jinqie was also closely watching Figo's phone call with Gandoru. For the first time, he felt that Figo's domineering aura was so reasonable and satisfying.

Should Figo only be given leave to go back after his teacher is on the verge of death or even after his funeral?

Is this an arrangement that a human could make?

But at the same time, he was also in a dilemma: "If the two of us go back at the same time, what about the fifth and sixth levels of Impel Down? I don't trust Klose (the current warden)."

"It's alright, just tell him to be careful. Those big pirates can go hungry for ten days or half a month without any problems," Figo said. "If there's no warship to pick you up, then I'll swim back first and then arrange for a warship to come and get you, Old Jin."

King nodded, having no doubt that Figo could swim from Impel Down to Marine Headquarters: "But you'd better be careful, Figo. This is the second time you've openly disobeyed the Five Elders' orders. What if..."

Figo patted Kingche on the shoulder: "This is the third time. I don't plan to come back this time. You will most likely take over as director. You will have to keep an eye on the situation on the 4th and 5th floors from now on."

Jin Qie paused, not at all happy.

"Without you here, I wouldn't dare to openly disobey the Five Elders' orders."

"Wherever I am, I am here. As long as I am alive, the Five Elders will not dare to make any moves!"

Kimi was surprisingly persuaded.

"Alright, Lao Jin, before I leave, I need to go to the sixth floor one last time to give those great pirates a big gift. Keep an eye on the stairwell for me."

……

The sixth level of Impel Down.

When Figo's footsteps sounded, the gazes cast by the great pirates were all numb and weary.

After several prison breaks and subsequent suppressions over the years, the Hell Pirates' officers gradually gave up and lost their vitality.

The once pleasant clinking of keys now sounded like a death knell; they just hoped Figo was coming to deliver food, not to release people.

But today there were an unusually large number of keys clanging together.

Figo spoke bluntly: "I'm leaving Impel Down. This is likely our last meeting. Does no one want to try one last time to escape from me?"

The pirates' eyes lit up slightly. This guy's leaving? Really?!

Hope came too suddenly.

As for one last try?

Only a fool would try that!

“This time, I will release everyone except The Bruce!” Figo said.

Level 6 of Impel Down fell into absolute silence! The next instant, a notorious pirate cracked his chains and roared, "Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

"Do you really dare to do that?!"

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

Figo threw all the keys away.

Therbrus, who had been feigning sleep and enduring hunger, opened his one eye and looked at Figo in surprise.

Seriously? Even with lots of small fry, there's a chance you might catch a real dragon! Besides, this isn't just full of small fry, there's also a golden dragonfish!

The pirates, having obtained the keys, quickly and skillfully unlocked their own locks, and one by one walked out of their cells and into the corridor!

Over the past 25 years, many great pirates have come and gone from the sixth floor; some have fallen ill and died, while others have become critically ill and lost their ability to fight.

However, there are still nearly 40 great pirates who are capable of fighting! Their lowest SR6 and highest SSR1 are all famous on the sea, and their minimum bounty is no less than 200 million Berries!

Despite their numerical advantage, no one rushed forward when facing Figo. The pirates first gathered together, looked at each other, restrained their ferocity, and surprisingly arranged their troops in a tacit manner.