MTL NOVEL Chapter 12: Chapter 12: Boatmen
Dylan stood on tiptoe and looked at Spandam with purple curly hair: "Whenever I see your ugly face, I feel uncomfortable."
"navy!?"
Spandam screamed, "Who authorized you to board my ship? You Navy are nothing but pawns of the World Government!"
Spandam pointed at Dylan and said, "What do you want to do, you major general?"
"Guess?"
Dylan tapped lightly on the side of the ship. Countless lightning bolts surrounded him. Dense lightning filled the air and wrapped the judicial ship in the middle.
"Major General Dylan, are you planning to attack the ships of the CP and Judicial Island?"
"Ho? Were you recognized?"
Dylan looked at the CP5 member who was speaking.
The CP's huge intelligence network is always monitoring Dahai's every move. When Dylan defeated "Blood Hook" Rhodes and was promoted to major general, the CP also re-examined his past.
He is a very powerful man, with the strength of a lieutenant general.
This is how the CP organization judges him.
"Mr. Spandam is the head of CP5 appointed by the World Government, and..."
Dylan seemed not to hear him and walked towards the cabin door.
"Keep recording... What's going on? Is the Den Den Mushi broken?"
The CP5 member's face darkened, and the small Den Den Mushi in his arms and the image bug hidden in his hat fell silent at this moment.
"Major General Dylan, please think carefully about the consequences of attacking judicial personnel and CP as a navy."
"Then I'll think about it," Dylan looked at Spandam's purple nose.
"Think about it, I'll kill you."
"you······"
The faces of the CP5 members darkened, and the figures standing on both sides of Spandam flashed at the same time.
"Finger gun, break!"
"Lan Jiao·Broken!"
Bang!
Seeing his subordinates rushing forward, Spandam turned around and ran into the cabin without hesitation.
Dylan led two CP5 members who were like dead fish and threw them into the cabin.
"You bastard, you bastard!" Spandam picked up the golden Den Den Mushi from the bedside of the room: "I don't know what means you used, but as long as I press this button..."
"Demon Killing Order? Why don't you try it?" Dylan leaned against the door frame and looked at Spandam, who was sweating profusely, nonchalantly.
Snap!
Spandam's hand trembled, and the Golden Den Den Mushi woke up.
"Eh!!!!!!"
"Press...press it!!!"
Spandam's expression didn't last more than two seconds before it turned into a sinister smile: "Tsk, never mind, if that's the case, then you'd better prepare to die in the sea, for trying to attack Lord Spandam!"
Dylan leaned against the door frame and dug his ears: "We are at sea. If the signal is sent out, you will become scum in the naval gunfire, right?"
"Eh!!? You must be kidding!?"
"But…" Dylan snapped his fingers, "It's within my ability. The signal cannot be sent out. Don't worry."
"It's even scarier, okay? You bastard!"
"That's true..." Dylan licked his lips: "Now I understand Xilu's hobby a little bit..."
Spandam retreated to the edge of the cabin. "What are you going to do?"
"Let you return to the essence of your life," Shura lay horizontally, and Dylan slowly pulled out: "You scum."
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The scarlet blade light burst out from Dylan's body, piercing through the Judicial Ship and Spandam's body like cutting paper.
Bang!
Shura returned to the sheath, and the entire judicial ship disintegrated like a building block with its base pulled out.
Dylan floated in the air, looking at the debris floating on the sea, chuckled, then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Water City.
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"Fram! Are you randomly adding weapons to the ship again? Asshole!"
"What kind of ship is it without weapons? Iceborg, you idiot, you are really not cool!"
"Meow hahaha, a man should face the boat he built with dignity."
"None of your business!"
"None of your business!"
Dylan slowly landed on the wreck island and looked around.
Can a sea train be built in this kind of garbage dump? It turns out that even a guy named Tom should not be underestimated.
Especially since this guy is in cat form...
Seeing Dylan falling from the sky, a trace of solemnity appeared on Tom's chubby face, and Franky and Iceberg, who were originally arguing with each other, also quieted down.
Although Dylan did not speak, the aura emanating from him made the three masters and apprentices instinctively feel uneasy.
"World Government..."
Looking at Dylan's cloak, Tom subconsciously thought that the World Government was preparing to break the contract.
Dylan threw the recording phone bug in his hand to Tom, who took it and pressed the switch in confusion.
"Pluto!?"
"Yes, it's the 'Lost Ancient Weapon'. It should still be in the hands of someone in Water City. The most likely person is Tom. After all, he built the 'Golden Jackson' for Roger. After completing this mission, you can be promoted to CP0 in advance."
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"Hehe...hehe...since the crime of building the 'Golden Jackson' is going to be offset, then...I will add one more crime against you!"
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After listening to the recording, Tom fell silent. After a moment, he stared at Dylan and asked, "What are they going to do?"
"Their original plan was to steal that idiot's 'Franki Battle' to attack the judicial ship, so that the idiot would be sentenced to death. You don't have many options left. Building the sea train can only offset one charge. How are you going to offset the other charge? 'Pluto Design'? Or your life?"
"Is that so..." Tom said dejectedly, "It seems that even a famous person like me can't escape my fate."
Beside Tom, Franky and Iceberg, who were arguing, had solemn looks on their faces. They made a living in Water City, close to the Judicial Island, and they knew very well how easy it would be if the World Government wanted to put the blame on them.
"Due to some personal reasons, I have killed this guy, but..." Dylan stretched out his finger and shook it: "This does not solve the problem. The world government's search for 'Pluto' will not end because of the failure of CP5."
"Damn it... whether it's the 'Pluto' or the 'Golden Jackson', we are just boatmen. How can we care whether the person driving the boat is a god or a devil? Should we be convicted for this!?"
"Who knows? This is not something a small person like me can decide. I have made a great effort to kill CP5 who are trying to frame you. Or you can choose to run away now. If you don't want to be threatened by the World Government, it's not bad to go to the New World to become a pirate."
Dylan sat down against a huge rudder. He was telling the truth. With Tom's high recognition, it was almost impossible for him to hide.
The only way to stay safe temporarily is to go to the New World and join the Four Emperors.
After all, the World Government still does not have the ability to launch a large-scale attack on the New World.
"Pirates? Damn... not really..."
"Fram!!"
Tom lowered his head and stopped Franky in a rare serious manner. The oppressive feeling this man gave him was even stronger than the one Roger gave him back then, not to mention that this man was wearing a naval officer's cloak.
"Since you have helped me out, it must be that my body can still be used by you. I wonder what you want? Is it the Pluto design?"
Tom is outspoken and does not treat Spandam the same way as in the original book.
"Pluto?" Dylan shook his head. "Maybe it will be useful in the future, but not now."
Tom clenched his huge hands together. "So what do you want?"
"My naval base and my future vehicle are still short of a boatman. Join the navy, and the matters concerning 'Pluto' will be taken care of by me and the navy for you, and..." Dylan turned his head and glanced at the mature Iceberg.
"I will tell you a way to avoid being threatened by the World Government and give Water City enough autonomy and voice. This way you can build your ideal ship with peace of mind. How about that?"
"What method!?" Green-haired Franky immediately showed excitement when he heard Dylan's words.
Bingshan and Tom looked at Dylan with serious expressions.
Joining the navy...for them, is like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
"If I refuse, the World Government will probably send people again soon." Tom looked at the abandoned ships around him, feeling sad and desperate.
"That's right. After all, it's Pluto. And the next one who comes will definitely not be CP5."
After a moment of silence, Tom suddenly laughed out loud: "Meow ha ha ha, it seems that even a famous person like me cannot escape fate. In that case, let's face it. Roger... It's my honor to build a boat for a man like him. I believe a man like you will not be bad either!"
"Old raccoon cat!" Franky stared at Tom with wide eyes: "Are you really going to join the navy?"
"Navy!? What's wrong with that? There are good guys and heroes among pirates, like Roger, but there are more bad guys. There are bad guys in the World Government, like Spandam, but there are more good guys."
Tom stood up and grinned: "I chose you because I saw in you the same hope as Roger... no... a completely different hope from Roger."
"A prophet? Be careful of getting stabbed." Dylan joked.
"No, it's not a prophecy..." Tom shook his head: "It's the voice of the 'heart'."
Dylan looked at the serious Tom, nodded slightly, and then looked at the iceberg: "If you want to have enough say, go and integrate the entire Water City, and then make it the best shipbuilding base in the Grand Line and even the world. In this way, the World Government can only cooperate with you instead of threatening with force."
"If you encounter resistance, I can provide you with some military support, of course, secretly." Dylan looked at Bingshan, who looked a little moved: "Most of the time it is better to conquer this place by yourself. Otherwise, even if it is unified, it will be very fragile."
"I see. It's a really good idea." Tom smiled kindly and looked at the iceberg. "Aispagu, the future of Water City is in your hands."
"Hey! Old raccoon cat, why not me?"
"Meow hahaha, as for you, Fram..." Tom put his hand on his shoulder: "You have to build the coolest and loudest boat in the world!"