Bonus chapter
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"Vice Admiral Garp, it was Arton who did it."
"Actually, it was done by both Arton and Uta together."
The adjutant put down his telescope, somewhat unsure.
"Hmm? What do you mean by that?"
"How come it's Arton at one moment and Uta at another?"
Garp frowned, asking in confusion.
"I saw Uta turn into a beam of light and merge into Arton's body."
"Then, horns and a tail, seen on Uta before, grew on Arton."
"After that, Arton plunged his spear into the deck and the castle appeared."
"Vice Admiral Garp, I don't know why, but I feel that castle is very sinister."
The adjutant quickly reported to Garp.
His intuition as a swordsman made him somewhat resistant to the prison castle summoned by Arton, as if something very bad was about to happen.
"This Arton guy, he couldn't have eaten some weird Devil Fruit, could he?"
"To even be able to become one with Shanks' daughter!?"
Garp stroked his beard, interestedly looking at Arton who leapt onto the castle.
"And that castle, it really is a bit strange."
"In that case, I'll just smash it."
"Taking away my donuts, tea, and senbei."
"Smashing your castle shouldn't be much in comparison."
After speaking, Garp, with a big smile and amidst the speechless expressions of the other marines, threw his giant iron ball towards Arton's direction.
"Arton, kid, give me back my tea, senbei, and donuts."
Hearing Garp's shout, Arton was internally speechless.
Now more determined than ever to beat Garp up.
"Get ready, Uta. Watch closely as I teach that old man a lesson."
"Go on, Arton. I want to see his shocked face."
"Absolutely no problem."
Arton's lips curved into a smile as he took a deep breath.
With the lungs of a dragon enhancing him, the surrounding air swirled rapidly and merged into Arton's body like a whirlwind.
"Báthory Erzsébet! ahhhh!"
Boom.
Arton's voice turned into a shockwave similar to a dragon's breath, spreading out.
Then, amplified to a terrifying degree by the prison castle acting as a sound system.
The giant iron ball, just touching the sound shockwaves from Arton's location, was sent flying back towards Garp's warship at an even faster speed.
And that was not all.
The seawater was directly driven by the sound, forming a huge wave over ten meters high, flying towards Garp's direction.
At the same time, Arton's sound shockwaves also began to directly affect Garp and the other marines.
"Goodness, what is this sound? My ears are going to be deaf!"
"Is this supposed to be music? If this is music, I wish my ears would just go deaf."
"I can't take it anymore, is this hell?"
A group of marines knelt on the deck, covering their ears, some even starting to get seasick from the waves.
Garp's face also turned bad, not because of the iron ball and the wave flying towards them, but because Arton's voice, after being amplified by the prison castle, was just too penetrating.
"This kid, he still has this trick up his sleeve!"
Garp gritted his teeth, leaping into the air above the warship.
Then, his fists turned into a series of afterimages, bombarding forward.
The powerful punches transformed into gusts of wind, colliding with Arton's Noble Phantasm.
Instantly, even greater waves were stirred up.
A few moments later, when Arton's Noble Phantasm had completely calmed down, Garp finally stopped swinging his fists and landed back on the deck.
"Vice Admiral Garp, are we continuing?"
The adjutant, covering his ears, came beside Garp and asked.
The surrounding marines also fixed their eyes on Garp, their expressions complex.
"What's there to pursue? I don't want to hear that sound again."
"Seriously, it feels like my ears are going to fail."
Garp looked towards Arton's ship, which was drifting further away due to the impact, and disapprovingly dug at his ear with a finger.
"It's good that we don't have to listen to that sound anymore."
"Yeah, if it happened again, I really might go crazy."
"I've decided, from now on, I'm always going to be ready with earplugs to protect my ears properly."
"Me too! I almost got knocked out by the vibrations this time."
"Thank goodness Vice Admiral Garp decided not to pursue."
Hearing Garp's words, the marines immediately cheered.
Completely ignoring Garp's increasingly dark expression.
"Damn it, you guys, get back to work!"
Garp raised his fist, shouting angrily.
"Vice Admiral Garp, should we report this incident to Fleet Admiral Sengoku?"
The adjutant, as if he didn't see Garp's anger, asked.
"Those guys aren't pirates, so why tell Sengoku?"
"It's not like we're going to tell him Uta is Shanks' daughter, right?"
Garp waved his hand, naturally not inclined to tell Sengoku that Uta is Shanks' daughter, considering he had treated Roger's son like his own grandson for many years.
In fact, he had already ordered his subordinates not to delve too deeply into this matter.
"Let's not talk about Uta for now, but Arton, being able to release Conqueror's Haki, and possessing such excellent swordsmanship…"
"Previously, he also showed the power of merging with Uta and releasing her abilities."
"In the future, Arton will definitely become a significant character."
"Such a person came from the East Blue; shouldn't we have the Marines make a record of him?"
The adjutant continued.
"Hmm... you do have a point."
"Maybe if we tell Sengoku, he might find a way to bring Arton into the Navy."
"Alright, I'll call and talk to him about this."
As Garp said this, he pulled out a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.
"Eh?! The Den Den Mushi is... paralyzed?!"
Garp looked at the completely lifeless Den Den Mushi in his hand, somewhat stunned.
Seeing this, the adjutant immediately took out a Den Den Mushi from his own pocket.
However, just like Garp's, his Den Den Mushi was also in a paralyzed state.
"Could it be because of Arton's sound attack just now?"
The adjutant frowned, recalling the impactful sound that seemed to have deeply embedded itself in his mind.
"This Arton really has some troublesome abilities."
"No, it should be said to be Uta's ability, right?"
Garp glanced at the Den Den Mushi, then at the ship's rail and deck, which had cracked due to Arton's soundwave attack, and his old face twisted again.
"Tch, it really has to be that guy."
"Next time I see him, I must let him taste my Fist of Love."
Garp, with a twisted face, spoke very upset.