Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

Those listless eyes were brimming with uncontrollable tears.

high in the air.

Borsalino's golden photons instantly dissipated.

He fell straight down onto the ice, staggering back two steps before managing to regain his balance.

He raised his hand, which was covered in a black leather glove, to push up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, but his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't even align them with the frames.

"General Sakazuki? General Kuzan?"

The G-5 lieutenant generals responsible for providing support from the rear cried out in alarm; they had never seen their commander show such an expression before.

Kane descended the last step, stepping onto the blood-stained ice of Marineford.

He released his arms from Gion and Stusi, and stood alone in front of the three generals.

thump!

Sakazuki dragged his badly injured body, slamming his knees heavily onto the solid ice.

This mad dog, who just moments before boasted of wiping out all the remnants of the old era and even daring to bite Dragon and Garp, now had tears welling up in his eyes.

Large tears, mixed with blood and grime on his face, splattered onto the ground.

thump!

Kuzan knelt down, buried his head in his arms, his shoulders trembled violently, and he burst into tears.

thump!

Borusari took off his broken glasses, covered his eyes tightly, and tears streamed down his face through his fingers.

Twenty years in total.

More than seven thousand days and nights.

They dared not forget the "six-year agreement".

When their faith crumbled at midnight, driven by their obsession with revenge, they turned themselves into emotionless war machines.

Bearing the stigma of a butcher, stepping over countless corpses, all for the sake of preserving the essence of the G-5 left by that person, all for the sake of one day being able to shatter Mary Geoise.

Now, that person has returned.

They stood alive and well in front of them.

Twenty years of pretense, twenty years of iron-fisted resolve, were shattered in this moment.

Under the horrified gaze of the world, three admirals representing the world's highest combat power pressed their heads firmly against the ice.

With all the strength they had, they let out a blood-soaked roar:

"Welcome back, Marshal!!"

The voice was hoarse and cracked, yet it pierced through the clouds.

That roar was a raging fire that started a prairie fire.

On the inner bay square, 100,000 elite G-5 marines who had just been fighting a bloody battle with pirates suddenly turned around.

When they saw that familiar figure in a white suit, smoking a cigar, their ingrained fanaticism, which had been brainwashed by the three generals for twenty years, completely erupted!

Whoosh!

One hundred thousand standard-issue muskets and swords were simultaneously smashed onto the ice. The dark, dense formation stretched from the edge of the square all the way to the ruins of the execution platform, kneeling on one knee in perfect unison like dominoes.

"Welcome back, Lord Kane!!!"

The roar was deafening, shattering the remaining ice on the sea surface!

The entire island trembled violently in this extreme frenzy.

Chapter 289 Capitalist Ecstasy: The Ultimate Blessing for the Three Generals

The remaining pirates in the distance trembled with fear. Blackbeard Teach, who had just been arrogant and domineering, was now so frightened by the sight of 100,000 soldiers frantically bowing to one man that his legs shook.

Kane exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze sweeping past the three generals kneeling at the front and across the invincible army of 100,000 who were fervently worshipping him.

He hasn't shown his face in twenty years.

These migrant workers not only didn't run away, but they also built such a large infrastructure project and even spontaneously formed a suicide squad of 100,000 people.

Kane's heart skipped a beat.

These aren't soldiers! They're fucking rare, top-quality purebred cattle and horses!!!

However, the outward appearance still needs to be maintained.

The "capitalist ecstasy" in Kane's eyes flashed by, replaced by a deep and warm feeling that only appears when facing true brothers.

He strode forward and walked up to the three generals.

Sakazuki shuddered violently, staring intently at the youthful face that hadn't changed in twenty years. His throat tightened for a long time before he finally managed to utter two hoarse words: "Marshal..."

Kuzan exhaled a deep breath of white air, his tears freezing into ice beads: "You liar... you finally decided to come back."

Borsalino gritted his teeth, his eyes brimming with heartache: "Twenty years... Do you know how hard it was to leave the three of us in this rotten world to guard your home... From now on, you'll have to pay double for overtime."

Kane stared silently at Sakazuki's bloodied face, Kuzan's deep, bone-revealing knife wound, and Borsalino's muscles, which were convulsing from exhaustion, and then suddenly grinned.

Without hesitation, he reached out and pulled Sakassky, this most extreme and tough man, into his arms, holding him tightly.

"Damn it, you've gotten yourself into this state."

Kane cursed under his breath, then patted Sakazuki hard on the back.

He released Sakazuki, then turned and punched Kuzan hard in the shoulder, before wrapping his arm around Borsalino's neck.

Twenty years later, the four men who once stirred up a bloody storm on this sea finally reunited on this ravaged battlefield.

"These past twenty years... I'm sorry to have wronged you, brothers."

Hearing the word "brother," Sakazuki gritted his teeth to keep himself from losing control, but tears still fell to the ground. Kuzan laughed softly, a heart-wrenching laugh. Borsalino clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to crush all the weariness of the past twenty years.

Just as the group was still enjoying the atmosphere of their brotherly reunion, a sudden whooshing sound rang out.

From the direction of the execution platform, a blurry figure shot straight down, so fast that the air itself emitted a piercing sonic boom.

More than a dozen naval officers along the way were thrown into the air by a tremendous force before they could react.

"Fragrant feet!"

Several Whitebeard remnant pirates blocking the way instinctively raised their weapons. With a flash of their legs, their swords and half of their bodies instantly turned to stone and shattered on the ground.

Sakazuki's eye twitched, and lava was about to erupt from his arm, but after seeing who it was, he silently extinguished his power and stepped aside.

boom.

A voluptuous, delicate body exuding an exquisite fragrance crashed into Kane's arms without any hesitation.

"Lord Kane—!"

A tearful, aggrieved voice echoed throughout the arena. Boa Hancock clung tightly to Kane's waist, her entire body clinging to him like an octopus.

Twenty years had matured this empress's appearance and figure to an extreme level of enchantment.

At this moment, the world's most beautiful woman, whom countless men on the high seas would feel ashamed of even glancing at, had her eyes filled with huge red hearts, and tears streamed down her face.

"I've waited for you for twenty whole years! Waaah... I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

She buried her face deep in Kane's chest, greedily inhaling his scent, and, disregarding her status as the world's most beautiful woman, burst into tears.

Men around the world watching the live stream simultaneously coughed up blood and clutched their chests tightly with their hands.

Among the remnants of the Straw Hat Pirates, Sanji, who had just woken up, stared wide-eyed at this scene, then fell straight backward and fell into unconsciousness again.

Kane, with a cigar dangling from his lips, patted Hancock on the back with his backhand, a gesture so practiced it was almost heartbreaking.

He looked at Hancock's impressive figure and the terrifying strength she had accumulated over the past twenty years, and felt very satisfied.

Excellent. With that kind of skill, that kind of physique, and that unwavering loyalty, it would be a waste to keep him as a servant. He should be promoted to personal secretary tonight.

Just then, pink petals suddenly swirled and fell from mid-air.

Dozens of slender, fair arms grew out of Hancock's waist and thighs without leaving any blind spots.

"Who dares to touch me!" Hancock roared in fury, her Conqueror's Haki erupting from her body.

But those arms were incredibly resilient, and they managed to pull Hancock off Kane and push her two steps to the side.

"Nicole Robin! How dare you disturb my reunion with Lord Kane!" Hancock's long legs were wrapped in jet-black Armament Haki.

"Lieutenant General Boya, please be mindful of your actions. This is a work report session, and you're blocking my way."

As soon as the words were spoken, a tall, aloof figure slowly walked out from behind the formation.

Twenty years have passed, and that cunning little girl has transformed into a sophisticated and powerful elite woman.

Robin was dressed in a well-tailored black business suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and her hair was neatly styled. She didn't cry or make a fuss, but her eyes were slightly red, and her expression was extremely restrained.

She walked up to Kane, adjusted her glasses, and gracefully handed him a thick, black ledger that was half a meter thick.

Her voice trembled slightly, but her enunciation was extremely clear:

"Lord Kane, please take a look at the financial details and asset statements of the G-5 overseas fortress over the past twenty years."

A simple sentence is worth more than a thousand words.

Kane's eyes lit up instantly as he looked at the thick ledger.

He reached out and took the ledger, his fingers tracing the densely packed numbers on the cover, which excited him even more than touching Hancock's thigh.

"All of G-5's entries and exits over the past twenty years are recorded here?" Kane turned to the first page.

“Not a single Beri.” Robin stood ramrod straight, her tone carrying an unmistakable professionalism. “Fleet Admiral Sakazuki was in charge of the killings, and I was in charge of collecting the money. The World Government’s annual allocation of Celestial Gold, the installment payments to the Big Mom Pirates, the profits from the black market arms trade, and the cash from the Seastone Kaido dug up at Udon… it’s all here!”

Kane quickly flipped through the ledger, going straight to the last page showing the total asset balance.

1,500,000,000,000,000 Pele!

1500 trillion Berries!!!

This amount of money could buy ten Golden City, enough to bury all the Celestial Dragons in Mary Geoise alive with money!

Kane could no longer suppress his smile, which stretched all the way to his ears.