Tama cried with joy after Tenguyama Hitetsu arrived at G5 on a boat organized by CP.
Dylan designated an area for him next to the alloy workshop, and he could withdraw materials from the alloy workshop to forge swords within a certain limit.
At the station of the CP organization, the masked CP0 agent threw aside Tenguyama Hitetsu's materials.
It's a little weird, but there's not much to note.
And...
Mostly because of that girl.
After standing up, CP0 raised his hand and waved away his subordinate.
A huge map of the world hangs behind the desk.
CP0 looked at a certain place in a daze.
...
17 years ago.
In a fishing village on an unknown island in East Blue.
Thirteen-year-old Vic buried himself under dead leaves.
The sound of gunfire and slashing in the distance made him tremble.
It's a pirate attack!
His mother and sister are still at home...
But the young Vic knew that if he ran out now, he would only die in vain.
Vic remained motionless after the noisy slashing sound dissipated.
He had been lying among the dead leaves.
He didn't dare to sleep or move.
The body moves involuntarily while asleep, and movement may make sounds in the stillness of the night.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and although deep down he had already anticipated what kind of outcome he would face, he still couldn't help but pray silently.
"Who will save my mother, my sister..."
After lying in the dead leaves for three days, enduring hunger and the temperature difference between day and night, Vic finally heard the sound of the pirates leaving.
He quietly emerged from the leaves and returned to the village.
Bloodstains, men's corpses, flickering fires.
This village far away from the shipping routes still did not escape the plunder of the pirates.
Maybe they were just passing by along the sea current, but just one time plunged this small fishing village into an abyss of eternal destruction.
Vic walked tremblingly to his door.
Half of the wooden door was missing, and the door frame was leaning crookedly to the side.
Vic tremblingly raised his hand and leaned towards the other wooden door.
Crunch~~
There were piles of shabby and worn-out furniture scattered around the simple house.
No bloodstains!
Vic's heart jumped.
He didn't know whether he should feel lucky or sad.
He dashed frantically out of the door and ran toward where the fires were still burning.
That's where the pirates held their "banquet."
The men tied to the tree trunks had already lost their blood, and women's clothes, wine bottles, and food were scattered around.
Vic endured the stench and began to examine the bodies lying in the corner and in a pool of blood.
No...no...no...nor...
It's not... It's not... It's not...
After Vic checked around him, he sat down on the ground as if his strength had been drained.
Were they captured?
He didn't know if he should be grateful.
Because being captured by pirates may not be better than dying, especially for women.
But...
There's always a glimmer of hope, right?
Vic, with dull eyes, sat on the shore, letting the sea breeze blow on his face. There was a harpoon he often used on the beach next to him.
"It seems there is a survivor."
The moment he heard the sound, Vic immediately reached out to grab the harpoon.
Pirates??
But before his hand touched the harpoon, he felt a dizzy feeling and he fainted.
Before he fainted, he only saw a strange mask and heard a strange sentence.
"He's a little older, but take him back. We're short of manpower recently."
When he woke up, he had arrived in a strange land. He didn't know it until he graduated from here a few years later.
It turns out that this is a corner above the Red Line - the training base of the CP organization.
The 18-year-old Vic stood out from the rookies in his class with excellent results.
During his tenure at CP7, he used extremely cold and neat methods to kill more than ten pirate groups in North Blue.
In order to complete his tasks, he could disguise himself as a woman or a beggar. And when he struck, he was as swift and ruthless as a snake.
In only four years, he was promoted to CP0 at a speed that is unimaginable to ordinary people. Although he is only a squad leader, such a promotion speed is very rare in the CP organization.
In addition to his extraordinary skills, Vic also has a side that ordinary people don't know.
When he traveled around the world to perform tasks, he always learned about local customs, specialties, humanities, and history.
When he was in Gran Tesoro, he could judge whether something was authentic and non-toxic by simply smelling the air.
Eight years ago, not long after he was promoted to CP0, he met the man who changed his life - Adams Dylan.
Although he killed one of his team members when they first met, Vic didn't care.
Not many CP members have feelings for each other.
Betraying and exploiting each other is more common.
Then he began to be promoted at a rapid rate, and his authority continued to increase.
Even after he said several times that it was difficult to meet Adams Dylan's requirements, the Five Elders simply opened up more advanced permissions to him.
The argument given was: keep an eye on him, but also meet his legitimate needs. Don't bother us with anything.
So there is such a weird squad leader in CP0.
His position is not high, but he has a ridiculous amount of authority.
Without changing the strategic mission, he can directly order all CP members in the Four Seas and Grand Line to cooperate, and he can access all "non-top secret documents" and even about Wapol.
After the "incident," he vaguely felt that it would not be a big problem even if he used Adams Dylan's ladder to execute other top royal families.
But he never did that.
Because he understood that man. Once he borrowed his name...
Then he didn't know what he would get in return for it in the future.
In the more than ten years since he became a CP, he has turned the anger in his heart into strength.
Especially when the target of the mission was a pirate, his ruthless methods surprised his companions.
And all this changed the year before he became CP0.
That year, he was ordered to go to East Blue to investigate a mysterious force.
According to clues, that force had been hiding in East Blue for more than ten years. Although it rarely showed up, it had always been the life-and-death enemy of the CP organization.
"Ahead is...Domici Island, which is very remote. Sir, do you want to check it out?"
Vic's heart trembled as he stood on the side of the ship.
Domici...
"Go and have a look. Since they are lurking, they should not be left alone anywhere."
Vic, disguised as a businessman, walked in a small fishing village with his subordinates.
Familiar scenery, unfamiliar faces...
When he walked in front of a certain hut, even though he had experienced life and death, and even though his heart was already as hard as iron, he couldn't help but have difficulty breathing at this moment.
A fourteen-year-old girl with braids and a wooden basin came out of the hut.
He could feel his Adam's apple tightening, and if he hadn't been wearing a mask, his expression might have been noticed by others.
"Mom, I'm going fishing. Wait for me to come back for dinner!"
After the girl finished speaking, she put a harpoon on her back and walked towards the coast.
Amy...
"Okay, honey, stay safe."
In the hut, a gentle and slightly weak voice came out.
Vic gritted his teeth tightly and tried to suppress his emotions.
He can't act strange; CP members can't have families!
This will only bring misfortune and disaster to them.
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