Konoha's Mission Master

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Chapter 397 Proof of Hegemony: The Order of Return

The sun shines brightly, and the sea stretches out to the horizon, a deep blue.

In the sky, Yakumo had already put his weapons into the Glory Sword Box, holding a golden spear in his left hand and a broken golden mask in his right.

Im was much weaker than he had imagined, and he won the battle without even using two trump cards, which made him somewhat disappointed.

With each breath, the wound on his chest was healing at an extremely fast pace, leaving no trace.

Yakumo stood silently in the air, holding the golden mask in his hand and examining it closely. For some reason, he felt that the mask possessed some peculiar abilities.

It gave one the urge to put the mask on their face, but in the end... Yakumo let go and let the golden mask fall into the sea.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

With one step, the space has already changed.

In the waters off the Kingdom of Elton, the naval forces were already at a disadvantage. In this battle... Masako Mori and Chiyuki Yuuki displayed royal-level combat power, directly changing the course of the battle.

After Masako Mori's Mangekyou Sharingan was upgraded to the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, she was able to manipulate Susanoo at will. At this moment, the purple armored giant, about forty meters tall, swept away everything.

Aokiji, Kizaru, and Fujitora were no match for that violence, while the Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, Sora, was being suppressed by Ryu alone, and the CP Department's strongmen were being dealt with by Yuuki Chiyuki and Reid.

The navy was at a complete disadvantage on this battlefield, with many warships being cut in half and the seawater stained red with blood.

"Shh."

Yakumo appeared in mid-air, making no attempt to conceal his presence. Both sides instinctively stopped their attacks and looked up at Yakumo in mid-air.

Although his battle with Im was extremely far away, the powerful figures present could still sense the deadly battle fluctuations from afar.

They all guessed that it was the battlefield between Yakumo and the Celestial Dragons, and everyone knew... that was the real battlefield, which would directly determine the fate of this world.

The strongest shall be the king of the world!

When Yakumo appeared, Aokiji and the others more or less guessed the outcome: the Celestial Dragons' strongest warrior had been defeated.

The once bustling battlefield became deserted, with everyone keeping their heads up.

Yakumo addressed the many powerful figures in the Navy.

"Imu, the strongest Celestial Dragon, is dead. The Revolutionary Army has replaced the World Government to re-establish world order. Those in the Navy who are willing to join the Revolutionary Army will not be killed, and those who are unwilling to join... those who are willing to wear Seastone handcuffs will not be killed!"

"If you choose to continue resisting, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

When Yakumo finished speaking, many of the Navy's powerful members chose to stop, since they had already lost the right to resist when Yakumo arrived.

"You traitors!!!"

The CP Department's strongmen continued their attack, with very few choosing to give up resistance. Soon, Ryu, Yukotsu Chiyuki, and Reid worked together to wipe out all the CP Department's strongmen.

These people are branded with dogma from childhood. Their highest pursuit is to protect the Celestial Dragons, and they consider dying for the Celestial Dragons to be the highest honor.

Born like a puppet, being killed at this moment might be considered a relief.

"Brother, all four of the Five Elders died at your hands?"

After finishing the battle, the dragon transformed into a gentle breeze and flew to Yakumo's side, lowering its voice to ask him a question.

"Not only the Five Elders, but also Im."

Yakumo corrected him.

"what?"

The dragon's expression immediately turned to extreme surprise. Upon reflection, it made sense; the battle fluctuations from afar just now did not seem like the kind of battle fluctuations that a royal-level being could unleash.

"Those four Elders were just bait who had exhausted their energy. The battle against Im was really dangerous. I almost lost."

Yakumo answered in a very serious tone.

"Let's go check on Aokiji and the others."

Yakumo landed on the ice from high above and saw Aokiji and the others, as well as Sora, who was extremely strong and had a very broad chest.

His hair was completely white, and he looked like a mountain. His arms were very thick and muscular. He wore a sleeveless black shirt and a pale yellow scarf.

"Long time no see, Aokiji," Yakumo greeted him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Aokiji replied in a very complicated tone, "It was this very person who killed Vice Admiral Garp, whom I respected the most."

"I did not intend to kill Garp. His death was to uphold the justice in his heart. His death was a choice he made himself."

Yakumo looked into Aokiji's eyes and offered an explanation.

He then continued.

"So... now it's your turn to make a choice: choose to die a heroic death like Garp, or join the Revolutionary Army to build a new order together?"

The navy personnel looked thoughtful and did not answer for a moment. Most of them joined the navy for the sake of justice in their hearts, not to be the dogs of the Celestial Dragons.

The Revolutionary Army's killing of all the Celestial Dragons and the re-establishment of world order seemed to have no impact on their lives.

“Dragon, it’s your turn to try and persuade them. I can tell if they’re lying. Anyone who’s unwilling to cooperate will be put in sea stone handcuffs and imprisoned in Impel Down.” Yakumo took two steps back and said to Dragon.

"Okay, leave it to me."

Ryu nodded. Compared to Yakumo's straightforwardness, he was more suitable to be the persuader. In addition, he was good at this, so it was most appropriate for him to persuade the group to join the Revolutionary Army.

Yakumo watched as Ryu tried to persuade the others, speaking from an idealistic perspective about the future order and structure, and about the peace and stability defined by the Revolutionary Army.

Furthermore, they are still willing to let Aokiji and the others remain in their original positions, responsible for managing the Navy and maintaining the basic order of the world.

Based on the interests of ordinary people, abolish the aristocracy and slavery, strive for equality among people as much as possible, and govern each country through a parliamentary system.

The speaker of a national parliament can join the world parliament.

As Yakumo listened, he finally realized that he had oversimplified the change. Even if he had eliminated the Celestial Dragons, it did not mean the reconstruction of the world order.

The former nobles will not be willing to give up their power and will inevitably rebel against the order established by the revolutionary army. At that time, many wars of different scales will break out, and many people will die.

"What if the nobles and the king are unwilling to relinquish power?"

Aokiji asked the question that had been on Yakumo's mind.

"Reduce unnecessary sacrifices and solve the problem with a decapitation plan."

Dragon answered almost without hesitation, clearly having already answered the question in his mind.

"I choose to join the revolutionary army."

Aokiji made the first judgment. In fact, he disliked the Celestial Dragons' arrogant attitude and disliked the existence of the Buster Call. His sense of justice was inherently full of empathy for the weaker classes.

"Welcome to the revolutionary army."

Dragon opened his arms and gave Aokiji a hug.

"I'd like to ask about the work system and salary," Kizaru asked.

"Two days off per week, no overtime, salary to be determined."

"I'll join."

Kizaru hesitated almost without hesitation after hearing the answer.

"You're not some Revolutionary Army spy hiding inside the Navy, are you?" Yakumo asked the question that had been in his mind since his previous life.

Aokiji looked at Kizaru with a hint of doubt upon hearing this, realizing that there were indeed many inexplicable things about Kizaru now.

That look in his eyes seemed to say something.

"I knew you weren't a good person all along."

"Hey, hey, Iyakumo."

Kizaru scratched his head and replied somewhat irritably.

"I admit you're capable, but you can't just slander an honest person out of thin air. Do I look like an undercover agent?"

"They do look quite similar, don't they?"

"Hahaha."

Fujitora let out a rather loud laugh and began to speak.

"I am also willing to join the revolutionary army."

Now only Kong remains without making a choice.

"I refuse, and I don't want to be locked up in Impel Down!"

The next second, Kong suddenly exerted his strength, shattering the solid ice beneath his feet and falling directly into the sea. He swam rapidly towards the deep sea, intending to leave the battlefield from the seabed.

The world is so big that no ruling organization can keep track of the situation on every island. Now, as long as he can escape the battlefield, he can live out his old age in peace on any deserted island.

In the world of One Piece, many famous pirates ultimately choose this path: to choose a deserted island, change their appearance, and retire to live a free and unrestrained life.

More than a decade ago, Sora had already chosen an island to retire on.

Aokiji and Kizaru exchanged a glance but did not make a move.

The deep-sea environment was not suitable for dragons to fight, so he did not make a move.

"Sigh, so it's my turn to step in."

Yakumo sighed softly, deeply feeling the hardships of life.

With a flash of light and shadow, he vanished from his spot.

"one two three......"

Dragon started the timer. The others were also curious about how long it would take Yakumo to catch Sora. They had dealt with Yakumo a lot and naturally knew that Sora had no chance of escaping.

"Space is truly an enviable ability."

As the dragon counted to five, Yakumo instantly appeared on the surface of the ice block, holding Sora, who had just escaped. Sora appeared to be without any wounds, but was in a strange coma.

"Hey, Long, find someone to handcuff him."

Yakumo handed the empty space in his hand to Ryu. Despite the fierce battle that broke out underwater, there was no water on Yakumo's body. His upper body muscles were well-defined. Although he was not burly, he looked very strong.