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

"And you two idiots, if I let you get out alive and go around spreading rumors that I, Major General Kane, am a greedy and despicable man, wouldn't my carefully cultivated image of a noble and righteous person collapse?"

Only the dead can keep a secret.

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"Someone come here."

Nasujiro Sei spoke calmly.

The gate opened, and several guards from the Order of the Gods, clad in black armor, entered.

"Get rid of those two CP0s."

The old man spoke in a flat tone, as if he were saying he was going to throw away two bags of trash.

"Tell the CP chief to keep his dogs in check. If there's a next time, he's fired."

"Yes!"

The guard obeyed and left.

"Are you satisfied now?" Worley asked Kane.

"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!"

Kane's face instantly lit up with a fawning smile.

"Gentlemen, you are so kind to us, Kane is willing to give his life for you! I will go back to headquarters right now and find out exactly what color underwear the Air Marshal was wearing today!"

This crude and straightforward metaphor made several old men twitch their lips in apology.

“We don’t need to know that,” Nasujiro Sei said coldly. “We only need useful information. Go, and don’t let us down.”

"Yes!"

Kane took the approval document, bowed and scraped as he left the hall.

……

As the heavy doors slowly closed, the oppressive atmosphere of power was shut out.

Stepping out of Pangu City, I was once again bathed in sunlight.

Kane stopped and took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, slowly wiping the bloodstains from his hands.

He straightened his slightly crooked tie, turned around, and took a deep look at the towering power building that seemed to reach into the clouds.

The humility and fawning on his face vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a bottomless mockery.

And, a chilling arrogance.

"A bunch of self-righteous idiots."

Chapter 64: Mission Impossible? No, it's a sweeping victory! Marshal Kong was deeply moved!

By the time they returned to Marineford, the Marine Headquarters, it was already dusk of the next day.

The setting sun, like blood, stained the massive "Justice" fortress with a chilling crimson hue.

Inside the naval port, the atmosphere was unusually oppressive. The usual noisy drills had disappeared, replaced by the hurried figures of soldiers and their solemn expressions.

As soon as Kane stepped off the ship's gangway, countless eyes immediately focused on him.

There were concerns, inquiries, and also schadenfreude from some other factions.

"Major General Kane is back!"

"To be taken away by CP0 and come back unscathed? It's a miracle..."

Shh! Don't talk nonsense!

Kane ignored the whispers around him, straightened his collar, and walked calmly and steadily toward the headquarters building.

Only he himself knew that the real show was about to begin.

Monitoring the air and the Warring States period?

What a joke!

Those old bastards, the Five Elders, really treat me like a dog?

Kane's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as he walked straight to the door of the Marshal's office on the top floor.

He didn't knock on the door directly, but stood still for a moment.

Control your facial muscles and adjust your breathing rate to force the tear glands to begin secreting a little fluid.

Three seconds later.

The arrogant and spirited "Son of the Storm" has disappeared.

Instead, there was a traveler returning home, his steps heavy and his expression struggling, as if he were carrying a heavy burden.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The knocking was muffled and hesitant.

"Enter!"

Steelbone Kong's signature booming voice came through, but it carried a hint of fatigue and anger.

Kane pushed open the door and entered.

The spacious office was filled with smoke.

Not only was the Air Admiral there, but also Admiral Sengoku and naval hero Garp.

The three men were frowning as they stared at a sea chart, clearly discussing the deteriorating pirate situation in the New World.

Upon seeing Kane enter, all three of them paused simultaneously.

Sengoku pushed up his reflective glasses, his eyes sharp as knives, as if trying to see through Kane's soul: "You're back? Those five old...masters, they didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

Garp stood up casually, glanced over Kane to make sure he wasn't missing any limbs, and then snorted coldly, "Tch, I told you this kid's tough, he won't die."

The Marshal sat empty in the main seat, his hands crossed and resting on his chin, his deep eyes fixed on Kane, his voice as steady as a mountain.

"Kane, why have the Five Elders summoned you, going above and beyond their ranks? What is the purpose of this meeting?"

Kane did not answer immediately.

He turned around and slowly closed the door, even locking it from the inside.

This action made the expressions of the three bigwigs in the room even more solemn.

He turned around and walked heavily, step by step, to the empty desk.

His head was bowed low, and his shoulders trembled slightly from some kind of immense pressure.

Snapped!

He slammed a check heavily onto the table.

"Marshal! I'm so sorry!!!"

Kane's shout, with three parts sobbing and seven parts tragic, startled Karp, who was chewing on a rice cracker, so much that he almost choked.

Sengoku and Sora were also stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Marshal Kong frowned as he looked at the thin piece of paper on the table.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Ten...ten billion Berries?!"

Sengoku also gasped, abruptly looking up at Kane: "Where did this money come from?!"

"It was the Five Elders who gave me... the money for selling myself!"

Kane suddenly raised his head, his eyes red-rimmed, with glistening tears threatening to fall from the corners of his eyes.

"What?!" Sengoku's expression changed drastically. "Explain yourself!"

Kane gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse:

"I knew it was a trap before I even went! The Five Elders used their Conqueror's Haki to intimidate me the moment we met, and asked me what 'justice' was!"

“I understood then that if I acted like a real navy officer, like a tough guy… I would never have left Mary Geoise today! I might even have implicated you, Marshal, and Admiral Sengoku!”

Kane clenched his fist as he spoke.

"So I...I..."

He closed his eyes, his face showing extreme pain and self-loathing.

"I had a sudden inspiration and disguised myself as a greedy, lustful, unscrupulous, and despicable person who only cares about money and not people!"

“I told those five old guys: What’s justice worth? As long as they pay me, I’ll be their most loyal dog! I’m willing to sell my soul and do any dirty work for Pele!”

The office was deathly silent.

Only Kane's grief-stricken voice echoed.

"They believed it! Those high and mighty gods actually believed it!"

"They gave me this billion as a deposit, and even promised that I would take your place in the future..."

Kane pointed to the checks on the table, his body trembling violently.

"The price is... to monitor you! To monitor Admiral Sengoku! To report Vice Admiral Garp's whereabouts at all times! To be a thorn in the side of the Navy!"

"You bastard!!!"

boom!

Steelbone Kong flew into a rage and slammed his hand hard on the desk.

The sturdy mahogany desk was instantly covered in cracks, and the teacup shattered.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"