Dylan stood on his toes and looked at Spandam, who had purple curly hair. "I feel very unhappy whenever I see your ugly face."
"Marine!?" Spandam screamed. "Who authorized you to board my ship? You Marines are just lackeys of the World Government!"
Spandam pointed his finger at Dylan. "What do you, a mere Rear Admiral, want to do?"
"Guess?" Dylan tapped the side of the ship gently, and countless lightning flashes surrounded him. Fine thunder and lightning filled the air, wrapping the judicial ship in the middle.
"Dylan Rear Admiral, are you planning to attack CP and Enies Lobby's ships?"
"Oh? Have I been recognized?" Dylan looked at the CP5 member who spoke.
The huge intelligence network of the CP organization monitors the seas at all times. When Dylan defeated "Bloody Hook" Rhodes and was promoted to Rear Admiral, CP also investigated his past. He is a very powerful man, with the strength to start as a Vice Admiral. This is the CP organization's judgment of him.
"Mr. Spandam is a CP5 officer appointed by the World Government, and..."
As if he didn't hear him, Dylan walked towards the cabin door casually.
"Continue recording... What? Is the Den Den Mushi broken?"
The CP5 member's face darkened, and the small Den Den Mushi in his arms and the image Den Den Mushi hidden in his hat fell silent at this time.
"Dylan Rear Admiral, please think carefully about the consequences of attacking judicial officers and CP as a Marine."
"Then I'll think about it," Dylan glanced at Spandam's purple nose. "Think about it and kill you."
"You..."
The faces of the CP5 members darkened, and the figures standing on both sides of Spandam flashed at the same time.
"Shigan!"
"Rankyaku!"
Bang bang!
Seeing his subordinates rushing forward, Spandam turned around and ran towards the cabin without any hesitation.
Dylan led two dead fish-like CP5 members and threw them into the cabin.
"You guy, you bastard!" Spandam picked up the golden Den Den Mushi from the bedside in the room. "I don't know what means you used, but as long as I press this button..."
"Buster Call? Why don't you give it a try?" Dylan leaned against the door frame and looked nonchalantly at Spandam, who was sweating profusely.
Snap!
Spandam's hand shook, and the golden Den Den Mushi woke up.
"Eh!!!!!!"
"Press...pressed it!!!"
Spandam's expression turned into a sinister smile before it lasted for two seconds. "Hey, forget it, in that case, you guys are going to be buried in the sea. You actually tried to attack Lord Spandam!"
Dylan leaned against the door frame and dug his ears. "This is at sea. If the signal is sent out, you will also become a dead body in the Marine gunfire, right?"
"Eh!!?? That's a lie!?"
"But..." Dylan snapped his fingers. "Within my ability, the signal cannot be sent out, don't worry."
"What? You bastard!"
"That's right..." Dylan licked his lips. "I kind of understand Shiryu's hobby now..."
Spandam retreated to the edge of the cabin. "What are you going to do?"
"Let you return to the essence of your life," Dylan said as he slowly pulled out his sword. "You scum."
Whoosh!
The crimson sword light erupted from Dylan's body, penetrating the judicial ship and Spandam's body like cutting paper.
Snap!
Dylan's sword returned to its sheath, and the entire judicial ship disintegrated like building blocks with its base removed.
Dylan was suspended in the air and looked at the fragments floating on the sea. He chuckled and turned into a stream of light, flying towards Water 7.
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"Flam! Are you randomly adding weapons to the ship again!? Bastard!"
"What kind of ship is it without weapons!? Iceburg, you idiot, you really are not cool at all!"
"Tahahaha, a man should face the ship he built with a loud voice."
"I want you to take care of it!"
Dylan slowly landed on Water 7 and looked around.
Can a sea train be built in this kind of garbage dump? Sure enough, the guy named Tom should not be underestimated.
Seeing Dylan falling from the sky, Tom's chubby face showed a hint of solemnity, and Flam and Iceburg, who were shouting at each other, also became quiet.
Although Dylan did not speak, the aura emanating from him made the three masters and disciples instinctively feel uneasy.
"World Government…"
Looking at Dylan's cape, Tom subconsciously thought that the World Government was preparing to break the contract.
Dylan threw the dictaphone Den Den Mushi in his hand, and Tom took it and pressed the switch in confusion.
"Pluton!?"
"Yes, it is the 'Lost Ancient Weapon.' It should still be in the hands of someone in Water 7, most likely Tom. After all, he built the 'Oro Jackson' for Roger. After this mission is completed, you will be promoted to CP0 in advance."
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"Hehe... Hehehe... Since the crime of building the 'Oro Jackson' will be offset, then... I will add one more crime to 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 the idiot Flam's Battleship and attack the judicial ship, so that the idiot would be sentenced to death."
"There are not many options left for you."
"Building a sea train can only offset one charge. How do you offset the other charge? 'Pluton Design'? Or your life?"
"Is that so..." Tom looked a bit depressed. "It seems that I can't escape my fate as a shipwright."
Beside Tom, Flam and Iceburg, who had been arguing, now wore solemn expressions. Living in Water 7 near Enies Lobby, they knew very well how easily the World Government could frame them.
"For some personal reasons, I have killed this guy, but..." Dylan stretched out his finger and shook his head. "This does not solve the problem. The World Government's search for 'Pluton' will not end with the failure of CP5."
"Damn it... whether it's 'Pluton' or the 'Oro Jackson,' we're just shipwrights. How can we care whether the person driving the ship is a god or a devil? Do we have to be punished for this!?"
"Who knows, this is not something that a small person like me can decide. I'm determined to kill CP5 who is planning to frame you. Or you can choose to run away now. If you don't want to be threatened by the World Government, it would be a good idea to go to the New World and become a pirate."
Dylan sat down against a huge rudder. He was telling the truth. With Tom's high level of recognition, it was almost impossible to hide. The only way to stay safe temporarily was to go to the New World and join the Four Emperors. After all, the World Government still does not have the ability to attack the New World on a large scale.
"Pirates? Damn it... not even..."
"Flam!!" Tom rarely bowed his head seriously to stop Flam. This man gave him a stronger sense of oppression than Roger did back then. What's more, this man was still wearing the cape of a Marine.
"Since you have saved me, it must be that my skills can still be of use to you, right? I wonder what you want? Is it also Pluton's design?"
Tom was outspoken and did not have the same attitude towards Dylan as he had towards Spandam in the original story.
"Pluton?" Dylan shook his head. "Maybe it will be useful in the future, but not now."
Tom clenched his huge palms together. "Then what do you want?"
"My Marine Base and my future ship still lack a shipwright. Join the Marines, and Marine and I will take care of 'Pluton' for you, and..." Dylan turned to glance at the young and mature Iceburg. "You both have the skills we need."
"I'll tell you another way to avoid the threat of the World Government, so that Water 7 has enough autonomy and voice. In this way, you can build your own ideal ships with peace of mind. How about it?"
"What method!?" Blue-haired Flam immediately looked excited when he heard Dylan's words.
Iceburg and Tom looked at Dylan solemnly. Joining the Marines felt like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth for them.
"If I refuse, the World Government will soon send people here again." Tom looked at the abandoned ships around him, feeling a sense of sadness and despair in his heart.
"Probably. It's 'Pluton' after all, and the one who comes next time will definitely not be someone like CP5."
After being silent for a while, Tom suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. "Tahahahaha, it seems that I can't escape my fate even though I am loud. In that case, let's face it head on. Roger... building a ship for a man like him was my honor. I believe a man like you will do well too!"
"Old civet cat!" Flam looked at Tom with wide eyes. "Do you really want to join the Marines?"
"Marine!? What's wrong? There are good guys and heroes among pirates, like Roger, but most of them are bad guys. There are bad guys in the World Government, like Spandam, but most of them are good guys."
Tom stood up and grinned. "I chose you because I see the same hope in you as Roger... no, a completely different hope from Roger."
"A prophet? Be careful with it," Dylan teased.
"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 Iceburg. "If you want to have enough say, integrate the entire Water 7, and then make it the best shipbuilding company in the Grand Line and even the world. That way, the World Government can only cooperate with you instead of threatening you with force."
"If you encounter resistance, I can provide you with some military support, of course, secretly." Dylan looked at Iceburg who looked a little moved. "More often, it's best to conquer this place by yourself. Otherwise, even if it is unified, it will be very fragile."
"I see, it is indeed a very good idea." Tom gave a rare kind smile and looked at Iceburg. "Iceburg, the future of Water 7 is left to you."
"Hey! Old man civet cat, why not me?"
"Tahahaha, as for you, Franky..." Tom pressed his palm on Franky's shoulder. "You want to build the coolest and loudest ship in the world!"
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