From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

This was not Diarmait's first time to Impeldown. He had been here several times before, but he always took a detour, riding the extremely fast Current of Justice from Impeldown to reach Marineford at a rapid speed.

Now that I think about it, G-7 is indeed a good place. It only takes half a day to get to the doldrums where Impelton is, and it only takes less than half a day to get from Impelton to Marineford.

To put it simply, even if something important happened in the headquarters, Diarmuid could catch up in one day if he worked hard.

"Hahahaha, Lieutenant General Diarmait, long time no see." After seeing Diarmait get off the boat, the warden laughed and went to greet him.

This moment, that moment.

When Diarmait came here before, he was still a major general. It was because he had a good relationship with many bigwigs in the department that he was allowed to pass through Impelton.

But now, the warden did not dare to underestimate the young man in front of him.

Because Diarmait has already received the honor of candidate for general, logically speaking, considering the current vacancies of the three generals, he can take the position of general at any time.

But I don’t know what happened, but he didn’t go.

But even so, he is currently the only official candidate for admiral in the navy.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become a navy admiral in the future.

In terms of affiliation, Impelton is a subordinate organization of the Naval Headquarters and is directly under the management of the Naval Headquarters.

Although the Grand Warden holds a dominant position in Impelton, he still has to obey the orders of the Admiral and the Marshal.

Twenty years later, Magellan wanted to commit suicide to apologize for the prison break. The first superior agency he reported to was the then marshal Zhan Guo.

Then Zhan Guo severely scolded Magellan not to do anything stupid.

From this we can also see that Impelton is under the control of the Navy Headquarters.

Now Diarmait is a candidate for admiral, and who knows when he will become an admiral. As an admiral of the navy, he is only responsible to the marshal. This is no joke.

Therefore, the warden was also very clear that the young man in front of him might become his superior at any time.

So we still have to treat him well and serve him well.

I am so old now, and I am still thinking about retiring peacefully one day. If I offend my future superior... he will make things difficult for me, and I will have no place to complain.

"Hahahaha, Warden Meska, it's been a while since we last met. You seem to be in good health. I think you'll have to work for another ten years, right?" Diarmait walked forward, grabbed the old warden's shoulder, patted him twice, and spoke very intimately.

After all, he came here with a request, so he has to give others enough face.

The old warden Maccas was also a little surprised. As soon as Lieutenant General Diarmuid came, he made it seem like the two of them were old friends. He was really a little strange.

Because he knew very well that he and Diarmait did not have much of a relationship at all, and they could only have met a few times.

But Max is a wise man. Since Diarmait, who may become his leader in the future, has given him so much face, Max will certainly not offend Diarmait.

He immediately became more enthusiastic. He grabbed Diarmait's hand and shook it vigorously, saying, "I'm old, old. Seeing you, Lieutenant General, I feel that I am indeed old and cannot compare to you. Oh, by the way, I haven't congratulated you yet. You have become the first candidate for general in the past twenty years. I think with your talent, the position of general is inevitable in the future."

Everyone carries the sedan chair in their fancy, and it is always right to say more good things.

Diarmait and Macas started to flatter each other while standing at the harbor, chatting for more than ten minutes, as if they really hit it off.

This completely confused Magellan who was standing next to him. Does our warden have such a wide network of contacts?

I haven't heard that he has such a good relationship with the general candidate in the headquarters?

After chatting for a while, McCarthy said, "Lieutenant General Diarmuid, you have come from afar. It is not appropriate for you to stand at the door all the time. Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Diarmuid waved his hand and said, "I know the rules of Impelton. It's already very good that I can talk with you at the port. You must not push your luck. Without the order from the headquarters, even I can't enter the port of Impelton. You can borrow the passage or something, but it's all within certain unspoken rules, so it's not too much of an overreach.

But if Diarmait entered the prison of Impelton without any reason, it would be really against the rules. If something happened there during this period, he would have to take the blame, unless he was a general, in which case he would have the power to enter and leave Impelton at any time.

McCarth was just being polite. Of course, if Diarmait really wanted to go along with it, he would have no choice but to invite Diarmait in and have a seat.

I didn't expect Diarmait to be so considerate.

After a brief pause, Diarmait continued, "To be honest, I came to Impelton this time because I wanted to ask for your help, brother..."

McCas was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Lieutenant General, please tell me, are there any relatives or friends who have been misunderstood and imprisoned in Impelton? If you want someone on the fourth floor, I will definitely release them!" Why was this Lieutenant General so enthusiastic? It turned out that he came in through the back door.

But it doesn't matter, it's not a particularly serious matter. As McCas said, he can still help those within the fourth floor.

The so-called mutual protection among officials is actually like this. Whether it is the Navy or Impelton, although they are both justice organizations, they still have people with connections.

This question has no answer throughout the ages.

Diarmuid had no intention of resolving the issue, so he adhered to the belief that if he couldn't beat them, he would join them. If he joined forces with them, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?

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Chapter 93: Not even Impelton’s prisoners are spared!? (Flowers and extra chapters, five chapters!)

Upon hearing this, Diarmait knew that Maccas had misunderstood.

So he took the old warden with him and walked a few steps away, avoiding some people around him. Then he whispered, "Brother Max, it's not about that." "Oh?" Max was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What about you, Lieutenant General?"

"Is that so? Let me first ask about the situation. Is Impelton currently holding enough prisoners?" Diarmait asked. McCarth smiled and nodded, "Of course. Impelton has always maintained a full prisoner population."

"Really?" Diarmait responded, then asked, "But I see that there are almost endless streams of pirate prisoners being escorted here. There must be hundreds of them every month, right? Can we accommodate them all?" "More than a few hundred. Sometimes, there are thousands of prisoners sent here every month. As for whether there is enough space, don't they all have to be released?" McCarthy said helplessly.

After a brief pause, he whispered, "Although Impelton's rule is to imprison prisoners, no one cares about anyone other than the important prisoners. There are many punishments, and it's normal for some to die. If the number of prisoners becomes too large, we will quietly arrange for some prisoners to 'disappear.'"

Diarmait nodded again. It seemed that Impelton was always operating at full capacity, and a steady stream of pirates would continue to flow in.

But the space here cannot be expanded indefinitely, so every once in a while, Impelton will secretly execute some prisoners.

This is normal, otherwise it would have been full.

Thinking about the punishments in Impelton, they were indeed too much for ordinary people to endure. Killing those villains was only natural. Thinking of this, Diarmait said, "Brother, you must have heard about Roger's execution, right?" Max nodded worriedly and said, "Of course I did. It looks like the sea is going to be in turmoil..."

"Yes, there will definitely be chaos. Now, we will call this chaos the 'Great Pirate Era'. In other words, there will be more and more pirates on the sea in the future, and our navy will be under great pressure. As for Impelton, the number of newly captured prisoners each month will probably increase exponentially..." Diarmait said.

"That's right. I've been thinking about this issue recently. If this continues, Impelton will definitely be overwhelmed." McCas nodded.

"Oh? Brother, have you come up with a solution?" Diarmait's eyes lit up and he asked.

"There's no good way, but there is a dirty way." McCas said with a smile.

"Continue killing?" Diarmait asked.

"We have to keep killing, but we can't overdo it. I plan to bribe the Judicial Island and ask them to impose severe sentences, preferring death penalty to life imprisonment. If they impose too many death sentences, fewer people will be able to come to Impelton alive, and I'll be more relaxed." McCas said with a smile.

As expected, you guys who are in charge of imprisonment are all evil-minded.

However, Diarmuid had no sympathy for these villains and didn't mind at all.

But he seemed to understand why the trial mechanism of Judicial Island was so corrupt twenty years later, and why the death penalty was imposed at every turn. It was probably the fault of this old man.

"That's a good idea." Diarmait nodded in agreement.

After a pause, he whispered, "Brother, I have an idea too. If we work together, it will be a win-win situation for both of us."

When McCas heard this, he knew the real show was about to begin. He stroked his beard and asked, "Lieutenant General, please tell us about it."

"As you know, I have been transferred to G-7 as the base commander. To put it bluntly, I came here with the title of candidate for general. General Zhan Guo and the Marshal have already informed me that as long as I perform well in G-7, I will be promoted to general when I return..." Diarmait first started to deceive.

That’s right, it was all a lie. The generals and marshals of the Warring States Period never gave him any definite information.

But there is no problem in fooling McCas about this matter. Can he really ask specifically?

Even if they were asked, even if it was the truth, the Warring States generals and marshals would never admit it.

McCas was of course well aware that it was impossible to confirm this, but he certainly had no doubts.

Because he could see that Lieutenant General Diarmait had a bright future, and this dispatch was most likely a test. Once he performed well, it would be reasonable for him to return and become a regular general with his status as a candidate for general.

Then you must not offend him.

That’s right, Diarmait was actually just using the power of the tiger to scare the old guy.

"Congratulations in advance, Lieutenant General Diarmait," McCarth said quickly.

"Alas, this is still uncertain." Diarmait waved his hand, pretending to be indifferent.

But the more he did this, the more McCarthy felt that this was the truth.

After a brief pause, Diarmait continued, "If we want to achieve results, we must develop G-7. But to be honest, I don't have the money or the people, so I came to you for help..."

"Does the lieutenant general need to borrow money? That's easy to say." McCas said again.

"No need, no need. To be honest, I'm here to borrow someone." Diarmait said with a grin.

"Borrow someone?" Max was stunned for a moment, then recalled Diarmait's words. He looked around and whispered, "Lieutenant General, are you looking to borrow a prisoner?"

"That's right. I thought that these villains imprisoned in Impelton took up too many resources and had no value. Soon, the pirates will catch more and more of them, and you won't be able to keep them. Then you will have to kill them. Instead of doing that, why not lend them to me and I will take care of them." Diarmait said.

"How to arrange it?" McCas asked again.

Could it be that this Lieutenant General wants to kill the prisoners and take credit for it?

Isn’t this a bit too radical?

Are your navy's methods so wild?

"I'm going to ask you for people, brother, to bring those bastards back to G-7, make use of their remaining energy, conduct labor reform, and build a base and a new city for me. In the future, any hard labor will be done by them. This way, not only will I save money, brother, you can also transfer all the excess prisoners in Impelton to me for processing, killing two birds with one stone." Diarmuid said with an evil smile.

His expression at this moment did not look like that of a righteous sailor at all, but rather like that of a slave trader.

McCas was completely dumbfounded at this point. How could this be possible?

Are you still speaking human language?

It's simply the devil!

"Then can they still survive?" McCas asked again.

"How can they survive? Whether it's building a new city or a base, they are all military secrets. Ordinary people should pay attention to it so as not to leak key information such as blueprints, not to mention these pirates and villains? It's impossible to survive. They have to work until they die... Let me tell you a secret, brother. After the new city and base over there are expanded, I plan to try to develop the Calm Belt. Then I will send these bastards to the Calm Belt to open mines for me. Once the ship leaves, there will be no people and no shipping routes. They can't escape even if they want to. It's very safe." Diarmuid said bluntly.

You are really a devil. I thought that I was cruel enough for secretly killing the prisoners because of Pelton, but you, Lieutenant General Diarmait, are even more excessive.

But the more brutal Diarmait became, the more Maccas dared not to offend him.

If you offend such a cruel person, can he let you off?

However, McCas had been dealing with the evil gangs at sea all his life, so he also knew that if a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm.

When dealing with these evil parties, no matter how nice your words are, they will simply ignore you.

On the contrary, if you whip him hard a few times, he will be very obedient!

These are all based on experience.

To be honest, if Vice Admiral Diarmait wasn't so cruel, he really wouldn't dare to lend people to Diarmait. After all, if a group of them ran away and caused some trouble at sea, he would be the one to take the blame.

But since Lieutenant General Diarmait was so ruthless, he actually felt much more at ease. He thought that if those people dared to plan an escape, Lieutenant General Diarmait would really be cruel enough to kill them all and feed them to the fish.