Why would a Saint Seiya become a pirate?

"Luffy!"

Ace raised his voice, his expression turned serious, and his eyes revealed an unyielding determination.

He placed his hands on Luffy's shoulders, gently pulled Luffy away from him, and gazed intently into Luffy's eyes.

"Ace, the son of the Pirate King, is dead!"

Ace's voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly carrying the weight of a heavy past.

"Everyone has their own destiny, just like your pursuit of One Piece."

As he spoke, he gently patted Luffy's shoulder, as if to pass on strength, or perhaps to say goodbye.

"As a reborn Saint, I must do something for this world."

Ace gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with a firm resolve and a sense of mission for the future, as if he could already see the journey he was about to embark on.

Luffy lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and kept shuffling his feet on the ground, muttering, "I know, but I just can't bear to part with you."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes glistening with tears, but he forced himself not to let them fall.

Ace felt a warmth in his heart when he saw Luffy like this. He reached out and patted Luffy's head, pulling his straw hat down a little.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll meet again."

"This time, I won't die."

……

Chapter 149: Akainu, whose liver explodes with pleasure, and Ace, who is refreshed and invigorated.

On this day, Akainu seemed to be being devoured by the god of misfortune.

The main theme is that everything goes wrong.

First, some unknown pirate drew a giant turtle on the wall of G1 base and even drew his own head on it.

Then, because of the Dressrosa incident, he was thoroughly criticized by the Five Elders.

These five old men seemed to be venting all their grievances over the years on him.

Those sharp words were like a series of razor-sharp knives.

It made him wish he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He stood there, fists clenched, his face barely able to contain his anger.

But they had no choice but to endure it, after all, the Five Elders held a prestigious position.

Even if he were the Admiral of the New World Navy, he could only swallow his anger.

After all, their own funds are still in the hands of others.

Having finally survived that scolding, he thought he could finally catch his breath.

As a result, when General Fujitora was reporting his duties via Den Den Mushi, he mentioned that a troublesome guy was coming to G1 headquarters.

They said this person's military officer ID had expired and he needed to come to G1 to re-register.

Such trivial matters would normally not even warrant a glance from Akainu.

As the Admiral of the New World Navy, he has countless important matters to deal with every day, so he doesn't have time to worry about this.

But when he saw the two bright words "Ace" on the application materials, he was like a powder keg that had been lit, and he completely exploded.

He immediately said he would personally handle the approval process.

……

"Name."

Akainu sat behind a specially made desk, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Looking at Ace standing in front of him, he spoke coldly.

The sound seemed to come from an ice cellar, carrying a bone-chilling cold.

Ace's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he answered unhurriedly.

"Ace, Monkey D. Ace."

His tone was as relaxed as if he were chatting with an old friend, completely disregarding the imposing general in front of him.

Akainu frowned, a hint of doubt and anger flashing in his eyes.

He questioned, "Isn't it Gore-D. Ace?"

He wondered to himself, what trick is this guy up to now?

Ace shrugged and said nonchalantly, "That's my real name. As a righteous Marine, I think this name suits me better."

As he spoke, he deliberately puffed out his chest, putting on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

Actually, he was secretly delighted, wanting to see Akainu's embarrassed expression.

Akainu took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger, and continued to ask, "Age?"

His voice was trembling slightly, clearly indicating that he was quite angry at Ace's attitude.

Ace tilted his head, his eyes darting around, and said with a grin, "Just turned 18."

He looked like a naughty child deliberately causing trouble.

Akainu slammed his hand on the table, sending documents flying, and roared, "Can you be serious for once?"

The roar made the entire room tremble.

Ace curled his lip and said nonchalantly, "22."

The tone was as if to say, "Why didn't you ask this earlier?"

Akainu gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to rush up and punch someone, and continued to ask, "Place of origin?"

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

Ace, hands in his pockets, answered casually, "East Blue, Windmill Village."

After saying that, he even whistled, looking relaxed and carefree, which was in stark contrast to Akainu's exasperation.

Akainu took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before asking, "Position?"

His voice was already a little hoarse, clearly indicating that holding back his anger had taken a lot of energy.

Upon hearing this, Ace's smile widened even more.

He shouted, "Reporting, sir!"

"Former Vice Commander of the Neo Navy, Rear Admiral, Phoenix Bronze Saint."

After saying that, he proudly tossed his hair, as if showing off his status.

Akainu's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked Ace up and down and questioned, "Your strength is Bronze?"

In his mind, the strength of a Bronze Saint was far from worthy of this Major General rank.

Upon hearing this, Ace immediately became displeased, put his hands on his hips, and loudly retorted.

"Sir, the time it took to obtain the Saint Cloth was relatively short."

"Besides, who said bronze is weaker than silver?"

His expression was as if he had been greatly insulted.

Akainu snorted coldly and said without any mercy, "That's what Admiral Zephyr said."

He thought to himself, "Let's see how you try to deny it now."

Upon hearing this, Ace's face flashed with embarrassment, but he quickly regained his composure.

He scratched his head and said with a grin, "Well, the main problem is that Phoenix doesn't have any Silver-class ships."

After saying that, he winked at Akainu, as if to say, "Don't blame me for this."

Seeing that Akainu was still staring at him, Ace said impatiently, "What else do you want to ask? You've already had your blood drawn."

The tone was as if she were complaining about being used as a guinea pig.

Akainu glared at Ace and gritted his teeth, saying, "One last question, what was the real name of the one who died?"

His eyes revealed a hint of tension and anticipation, as if he were waiting for an amazing answer.

Akainu paused, then added, "Don't tell me his name is Eren!"

He already had some guesses in his mind, but he still hoped that Ace could give a normal answer.

Upon hearing this, Ace couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

He finally managed to stop laughing, clutching his stomach and panting, he said, "You're overthinking it, his real name is Mebius."

After saying that, he deliberately put on a serious expression.

Ace continued, "Garp got it, why don't you give him a call?"

That tone was like a provocation to Akainu, as if to say, "Go ahead and ask him if you dare!"

Akainu could no longer hold back. He suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the table, instantly melting it with his Magma-Magma Fruit power.

Then he grabbed the special stamp and pressed it hard against Ace's identification.

It looks like it was Ace himself who pressed the button.

He shouted, "You're giving a performance review, right? You passed. Get out of here!"

The sound made the whole room buzz.

Ace, however, remained unhurried. He leisurely straightened his uniform, even deliberately yawning, and said, "Didn't you say you'd provide meals?"

That look was like he was deliberately picking a fight.

Okay, it's not just a "seems" thing, it's just deliberately picking a fight.

Akainu was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Ace with his finger, and after a long while, he said something.

"The cafeteria is under renovation today!"

He didn't want to say another word to Esdor; he just wanted to get rid of this troublesome guy as soon as possible.

Ace looked around and said in confusion, "This place isn't decorated yet."