One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Navy King

"Major General Dylan, the formalities still need to be completed." Although Magellan did not like Xiliu, he could not let him leave without any evidence.

"Ah… I see."

Dylan took out his Den Den Mushi.

"Marshal? I'm Dylan."

Sengoku's voice came from the Den Den Mushi that had transformed into glasses: "What's wrong? Are we going to fight so soon?"

"Am I such a guy in the Marshal's mind?" Dylan teased for a moment and then got straight to the point: "I need to transfer the warden Xiliu of Impel Down to the G5 base. I have already communicated with him and Director Magellan."

"Shiryu… Dylan, Shiryu is not an ordinary swordsman. I hope you can suppress him and not let him be controlled by the desire to kill."

Zhan Guo pointed out the problem bluntly, not caring whether Xiliu himself was around.

"Of course, Admiral. Unless he becomes more powerful than me one day, he will always be the sharp edge of the navy."

"Mark your words, Dylan."

As the Den Den Mushi went out, Dylan looked up at Magellan, and after seeing him nod silently, he looked at Shiryuu, who was much taller than him.

"You have one chance to challenge me every year. If you win, I will set you free, and you can even take my life. If you lose, you must obey all my orders unconditionally for the next year. Any questions?"

"How direct… huh…" Xiliu exhaled a puff of smoke: "But… I accept! Following a strong man like you, my sword will not be lonely."

Walking out of the gate of the Impel Down City, Dylan glanced at the sky and said to Xi Liu: "You go to the G5 base for the time being. I still need to go out for a while."

"learn."

Dylan looked back at the bottomless prison and pushed the city forward before turning into a flash of lightning and disappearing. Shiryu grinned at Magellan and boarded the departing warship.

Looking at the two people leaving, Magellan frowned.

Marinford.

Parade ground.

"drink!"

"ha!"

Bellmère was sparring with a middle-aged marine, and both of them were covered with armed color tyrants.

Dylan sat on a bench outside the field and watched them play offense and defense.

"You've been in the East China Sea for so many years, why are you only thinking of training her now? To be honest, after her teenage years, no matter how much training she gets, her achievements may be limited."

Aokiji walked over to Dylan with a lounge chair under his arm.

Dylan looked at Aokiji who was slumped in the recliner and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

As expected, except for Akainu, everyone in the navy is a slacker.

"Not necessarily. After all, miracles are not a thing that this sea lacks the most, right?"

"A miracle?" Aokiji muttered for a while but did not refute Dylan. He pulled down his blindfold to block the sunlight.

"By the way, there's a case in Water City... Bring the watch with you so I can take a look. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Water City!?" Dylan frowned and thought for a moment: "Tom's trial?"

"Ah! You know all this? I have to go out for a while, so I'll leave the affairs of Water City to you."

Aokiji has become lazy and decadent since the O'Hara incident.

In his early years, he believed in "hot-blooded justice", but after witnessing Akainu attacking the navy and civilians for the mission, he began to doubt the "justice" of the navy.

I no longer care about many things.

Except his little loli!

"Okay, I also want to meet the guy who built the ship for Roger... But Kuzan, what should I do if I encounter something that goes against 'justice'?" Dylan asked casually while staring at Bellmère who was fighting on the field.

Aokiji's originally limp body froze: "Is it contrary to 'justice'? This question has troubled me for many years, why don't you give me the answer!"

"Understood."

Dylan stood up and shook out his cape.

In the training ground, Bellmère saw Dylan stand up and stop sparring. His figure turned into a phantom and came to Dylan.

"You have mastered the shaving skill well," Dylan said, looking at Bellmère who looked like a bad girl. "You have also made some progress in your armament color coverage. You have two months left. You should report to the G5 base on your own in two months."

"Yes, sir." Bellmair saluted very seriously at first, then said with a smile: "It's really serious, Major General Dylan, but... when will the salary be paid? I'm almost out of money for cigarettes~"

"······"

Dylan turned his head and looked at Aokiji who was sitting on the recliner: "Hey! Kuzan! We are all your subordinates. It should be okay to advance some of our salary, right?"

"Ah... You don't have any money? I know that although you distributed most of the spoils from the pirate raids in the East China Sea to the poor, the remaining amount must be an astronomical figure, right!?"

Dylan spread his hands and said, "That's right, but... I don't have it with me. I'll have to send someone back to get it after G5 is built. So, you bastard, are you not going to pay your lovely subordinates?"

Looking at Bellmère's expectant face, Aokiji was a little slow to react: "It's not like that...it's just..."

"Go to the Internal Affairs Department and collect 100,000 Baileys," Dylan said to Bellmer, "Tell them that it is General Kuzan's advance payment to you!"

"Yes!" Bellmère's figure flashed and appeared in the distance, three times faster than before.

"Hey, hey!" Aokiji scratched his head: "So…ah…never mind, there aren't too many people here anyway…whatever you want."

After saying that, Aokiji lay back down.

Dylan raised a smile and said, "I'll go over then, Kuzan. If I encounter any troubles in my pursuit of 'justice', you have to help me share some of the burden."

"I know, I know." Aokiji waved his hands at the air, seeming very impatient.

After Dylan's breath disappeared, Aokiji began to talk to himself: "A different kind of 'justice'? What would it be like?"

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City of water.

This is a famous shipbuilding site. In addition to the "Pluto", one of the three ancient weapons, it also built the "Golden Jackson", the vehicle of the Pirate King Gol D. Roger, and the "Thousand Sunny", the future King Luffy.

In the sky, Dylan looked down at the "sea train" whizzing across the sea and couldn't help but praise it.

"A great invention."

Not far away in the sea, a judicial ship was parked on the sea.

A guy with purple hair and an ugly and weird face was holding a Den Den Mushi in his hand.

The contemporary CP5 captain - Spandam.

"Pluto!?"

"Yes, it's the 'Lost Ancient Weapon'. The blueprint should still be in the hands of someone in Water City, most likely Tom. After all, he built the 'Golden Jackson' for Roger. After completing this mission, you can be promoted to CP0 in advance."

"c····cp0!!!???"

Spandam, holding the Den Den Mushi, was shaking with excitement.

"That's CP0!!"

"Damn that old man, his sins will be wiped out in three days!"

"Damn it! Damn it! We absolutely cannot miss this opportunity!!"

Dylan was suspended in mid-air, watching Spandam's every move.

A unique training method from Sky Island, the "heart net" of Observation Haki allows him to perceive the opponent's every move and even the inner thoughts without any obstacles when facing creatures weaker than him.

"The agreement between him and the 'World Government' cannot be broken, but... we also cannot just let him return to his free identity..."

Spandam's eyes turned and he thought of the two children beside Tom.

"Hehe...hehe...since the crime of building the 'Golden Jackson' is going to be offset, then...I will add one more crime against you!"

Dylan looked coldly at Spandam, who was grinning sinisterly in the cabin, and took out a Den Den Mushi from his arms and passed the recording to Aokiji.

After receiving the recording, the Den Den Mushi fell silent, and then turned off silently.

"Are you still running away? Kuzan..."

The "O'Hara Demon Killing Order" was initiated by Spandam's father Spandane, and Aokiji was also involved in it.

Dylan put the Den Den Mushi back in his arms and slowly rose into the clouds.

"Spandam...you can be considered one of the few top bitches in the world."

Dylan's eyes narrowed slightly, then suddenly opened.

Countless flashes of lightning emerged from around his body, and the already cloudy weather instantly became even more depressing.

"Huh~~~?"

Spandam pushed open the cabin door and looked at the thunderclouds rolling overhead.

"Is the weather like this in Paradise?"

"Sir, something is wrong." A CP5 member walked to the cabin door: "This is not an ordinary weather change."

"What do you mean!?" Spandam looked around and said, "What do you mean by unusual weather changes?"

"Maybe... some creature is controlling the weather. I think we should leave this sea area as soon as possible."

"LEAVE!???" Spandam screamed

"Leaving?" a voice appeared on the deck. "Where are we going?"