One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"What did you say?!"

Sim instantly flew into a rage, his eyes behind the mask turning dangerous as he stared intently at Rorschach, who still hadn't gotten up.

"Hey, are you really CP0 or not? Did you bring your ID? Don't you understand? Your ID, your work ID. If you don't take out your ID and just wear a mask like that, how is anyone supposed to know if you're just cosplaying or a real CP0 member?"

Luo Xia spoke in a language that Sim couldn't understand until Ban Yong, who was standing there dumbfounded, gestured with his private's epaulets a few times. Sim then understood what Luo Xia meant, and his face under the mask almost twisted with anger.

Documents?

A mere naval vice admiral, does he even deserve to be asked to show his identification?

Even if he went to Marineford, the Marine Headquarters, Fleet Admiral Sengoku would still have to politely invite him to sit down and have a cup of tea.

Now, in this small naval branch, the other party is actually asking me to show my identification.

This is an utter disgrace!

Sim recalled the scene in Dressrosa where he told Doflamingo to be patient.

Now, however, I'm finding it hard to hold back any longer.

Seeing Sim suddenly take two steps closer and quietly clench his fist, Rorschach narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What? You want to make a move? I advise you to think it over carefully. If you really are CP0, then if I hit you, it's just us fighting each other. If you're not, then you're just giving away free kills. So, think it through before you act."

Sim's fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly, but in the end he held back, gritted his teeth, pulled out a silver plaque from his chest, and slammed it onto the table in front of Rorschach.

"Open your eyes and look carefully. Don't tell me that a vice admiral like you doesn't recognize the identification of an employee of a world government agency!"

Sim said in a stiff tone.

"Yes, the item is real, but..."

Rorschach picked up the metal plaque, examined it for a few moments, then casually tossed it onto the table and gestured with his chin toward Sim.

"If I take off the mask, what if you found it or stole it during an attack on CP0? Who am I supposed to complain to?"

"you!"

Sim took another step forward, a faint, gleaming black light emanating from his clenched fist.

"Clang."

With a crisp sound, Sim turned his head and saw the fat Ban standing at the office door, who was looking at him with a slanted eye as he pulled out two shiny cat paw gloves from his waist, deftly put them on, and looked at him with a malicious gaze.

Seeing Sim looking at him, Ban grinned and licked the cat paw gloves on his hands.

"You know what? I really hope you're an imposter, because that way I can steal some credit today and maybe even get promoted to sergeant."

"Hmph, trash."

Sim ignored Ban's provocation, raised his hand, and slowly removed the seagull mask from his face in front of Rorschach.

Beneath the mask was an ordinary square face, with nothing particularly outstanding about it; only a pair of sinister eyes changed Sim's demeanor.

Just as Sim was about to speak, Luo Xia's next words almost made him explode with anger.

"Who are you? Oh right, I forgot, all CP0 members keep their identities secret and wear masks when carrying out missions. For example, Queen Stussy of Pleasure Street, if her identity hadn't been leaked before the last big battle, we wouldn't have known she was the commander of CP0. So, even if you take off your mask, it doesn't prove you're really a CP0 member. I'm sorry."

"I!"

Sim gritted his teeth, his face turning red with suppressed anger, and finally slammed his hand on the table in front of Rorschach.

With a loud bang, his slap cracked several times on the solid wood table, and the documents on the table shook violently.

As he looked at the cracks in the table, Luo Xia's smile gradually faded.

He slowly stood up from behind the table, his eyes indifferent, looking down at Sim. A terrifying pressure surged over him, making Sim's muscles tense.

Rorschach tapped the table. "This table cost me a billion Berries. I had it brought from Paradise, made from the heartwood of the Adam Tree. It's said that Queen Nefertari, the Creator, sat on it eight hundred years ago while writing in her diary. So, its value should be at least ten times its original value. No, ten times is too little; it should be at least fifty times, or five hundred billion Berries. Sir, as a sound adult, you should pay for your impulsiveness. So, pay up."

Seeing Rorschach's outstretched hand, Sim really wanted to punch Rorschach in the face.

However, feeling the immense pressure emanating from Rorschach, Sim gritted his teeth, grabbed the identity card on the table, and in front of Rorschach, took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed directly.

"Fine! You just wait, you arrogant brat from the Navy. I'll contact Sengoku right now. I want to see what a mere branch base commander can do, ignoring even the World Government's orders!"

As Sim angrily pulled out his Den Den Mushi, tiny arcs of electricity flickered at Rorschach's fingertips.

However, after a moment's thought, he decided not to send the signal that was blocking the Den Den Mushi signal.

He knew that Sim was indeed CP0; the other man's actions and demeanor did not lie.

Even if you block the signal, you can't really take down the opponent. In fact, you might expose one of your own trump cards, which would be a net loss.

Soon, Sim's Den Den Mushi got through.

The Den Den Mushi's face transformed into a Sengoku-era expression.

As soon as the Den Den Mushi connected, Sim's voice, filled with barely suppressed anger, rang out.

"Sengoku! Take a good look at how your people are doing things! I came here with the orders of the Five Elders, ordering him to release the captured Stone Man Pica, and not only did he make excuses, but he also threatened to make me pay him 50 billion Berries for the table! Is this the future helmsman that your navy has been training with all its might? What kind of bullshit naval hero is this!"

Upon hearing this, the old face of the Sengoku period, simulated by the Den Den Mushi, immediately revealed an expression of utter disgust.

Then, a shout squeezed out through gritted teeth came from the Den Den Mushi and echoed in the office.

"Luo...Xia...!!"

Rorschach sighed, walked out of the base chief's workstation, and came to Sim. He didn't take the Den Den Mushi that Sim was holding, but just smiled shyly at Sengoku's face.

"Oh? Old Master Zhan Guo, long time no see. How are you doing? Would you like me to send you some fine tea from the New World? It's grown on my G5 island, purely handmade, with no additives..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Can't you shut up for once?! Sim is the commander of CP0. Since he's here with orders from the World Government, do as he says! And why did you kidnap that stone man Pica? Didn't I tell you not to provoke Doflamingo?"

Before Rorschach could finish speaking, the Den Den Mushi sprayed spittle all over his face.

"Please, old man, I'm a Marine. Is it wrong for the Marines to catch thieves? Besides, who saw me go looking for trouble with Doflamingo? Doflamingo himself is the one who's causing trouble, sending Pica and a bunch of people to my G5 waters to openly arrest people for human experiments. If I don't arrest him, can I still be considered the base chief of the G5 branch?"

Rorschach picked his nose, flicked his finger, and the snack flew towards Sim, whose face was ashen.

A vein bulged on Sim's forehead as he sidestepped, easily dodging the attack.

However, what he didn't notice was that the small snack he had dodged flew back behind him and stuck under the nostril of the mask he was holding.

The fat man standing behind him suddenly coughed, almost choking on his own saliva.

"I don't care what his reason was for coming here, I just want to take Pika away! Kid, get her upstairs right now, or else..."

Sim glared at Rorschach, his eyes radiating a dangerous aura.

"Do you want the corpse?" Rorschach pulled out a pair of nail clippers similar to those used by Kizaru from his pocket and began trimming his nails.

No, this is what he stole from Kizaru.

Sim's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

“Literally, the person you wanted, he’s dead.” Rorschach filed his nails with the nail clippers and blew off the powder.

"Stop joking! You navy brat! My patience has its limits!"

Sim gritted his teeth, and his ordinary, square-faced middle-aged man began to change, slowly growing black and white hair, transforming into a seagull's head.

Rorschach whistled. "Oh, how strange. The Seagull Fruit, a symbol of peace, was eaten by a CP0 member. Aren't fruits supposed to find the most suitable host? So, you're a peace-loving person, huh?"

"You brat! You're asking for it!"

Sim could no longer contain himself. With a roar, he raised his right fist, which was wrapped in dark, domineering energy, and smashed it towards Rorschach's face.

Luo Xia narrowed his eyes, about to throw a punch.

"I've said enough!!"

Suddenly, Sengoku's roar echoed from the Den Den Mushi.

Sim's fist stopped in front of Rorschach. He glared at Rorschach fiercely, slowly deactivated his transformation, and stood to the side with a gloomy expression.

Rorschach shrugged and sighed. "Alright, alright, since even the higher-ups have spoken, what can I do? These days, even pirates have powerful backers. What's even stranger is that a pirate's backer is actually the Navy's top officer. I'm speechless. How are we supposed to fight like this? We're all family, so let's just sit down and have a reunion dinner together."

"You little brat! Would it kill you to shut up? Get your ass over to Sim right now. Please, just give me a break! Stop causing trouble!"

It's clear that Sengoku is very angry about what happened on G5's side.

But what he couldn't see was that although Luo Xia spoke casually and had a mocking smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, only disappointment and coldness.

From the few surviving pirates, he learned that after Doflamingo took over, the Totto Land Sea had become a complete slave paradise.

Basically, every month, thousands of slaves of various races are sent to the Holy Land in batches.

And all of this is thanks to Doflamingo.

Moreover, according to the captured fox spirit Lolita, the Riku royal family of Dressrosa has also been included in the ranks of Celestial Dragons' slaves and will soon be escorted to Mary Geoise by Sim, a CP0 member.

And this is just the beginning.

As expected, a cunning and ambitious man like Doflamingo, becoming one of the Four Emperors, is even more dangerous than someone like Charlotte Linlin who only knows how to destroy and eat.

The new world may seem to have returned to peace, but in reality, the people at the bottom of society are becoming more desperate and suffering under the rule of the new emperor, Doflamingo.

Standing on the balcony atop the fortress, Rorschach silently watched as Sim carried away the unconscious, severely wounded Pikka, whose limbs were broken.

"Doflamingo... what a cunning fellow. He's mastered playing both sides to the extreme, pirates and the World Government, he's got it all. With such a huge appetite, isn't he afraid of being stuffed to death?"

He was pondering what would happen if, as a Marine, he killed a pirate who had once been a Celestial Dragon.

If it were an ordinary Celestial Dragon who had given up his status as a World Noble, like Homingo back then, the World Government would most likely not care.

Because they are no longer gods, Doflamingo was able to be hung up and burned to death without anyone caring when he was a child.

But things are different now; that bastard's cooperation with the World Government has become very close.

Because of its own butterfly effect, the world has been completely transformed.

Rorschach himself never imagined that one day Doflamingo would become one of the Four Emperors.

The old lady couldn't even last 18 years before her story came to an end.

"Seriously, there are four pirate emperors in total, two of whom are Celestial Dragons, and two of whom are the strongest in the world. How are we supposed to fight them?"

I'm still too weak.

Only when I can develop my Devil Fruit power to the point of awakening, master Conqueror's Haki, and forge my entire skeleton into a black blade, will I be able to truly influence the world's direction through my own strength.

As for now...

"Stop dreaming! Cultivate!"