One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

Du Feld showed a genuine look of surprise: "I didn't expect you to be such a devoted and good man. It's not common to see someone with your kind of character."

"It's not that I'm devoted to her, I just don't want to see her face shrouded in gloom."

Ross put down his teacup, his fingers just about to touch the teapot to add more tea.

Du Feld was the first to snatch the teapot and fill the teacup to seven-tenths full.

"If I had your personality, I wouldn't still be single."

"They all have their eyes on my, Du Feld's, Bailey, sigh~"

After offering a few words of comfort to the God of Fortune, Ross suddenly inquired about the recent wars that had broken out in the New World.

"You mean them? I've heard some rumors about them."

Setting down the teapot, Du Feld turned to the intelligence he knew.

"It seems like the trouble was caused by the world destroyer Bundy Wald. He seems to be looking for something."

"Similar things have happened before at the amusement park. There's Bing Jack in the underworld, oh, it's the one whose older brother put up the bounty."

"It seems to be related to that alchemical kingdom from hundreds of years ago, but I don't know the specifics."

"I got this intelligence from a warmonger."

World destroyer?

Ross remembered that he shouldn't have had any connection with that guy.

Let alone any grudges, we've never even met.

Wait, warmongers?

“Feld, that warmonger… Don’t get me wrong, I’m not doubting anything, it’s just that the kingdoms that are at war happen to be around Miracle Island.”

“I understand. If it were me, I would also be worried.”

Du Feld first offered a word of comfort, then introduced Buena Festa, a well-known ritual master.

Buena Festa, the organizer of the theatrical version of Stampede.

Recalling the events associated with this name, Ross became increasingly certain that those sudden wars were aimed at him.

Otherwise, why choose to start a war in any of the surrounding kingdoms of Miracle Island?

"My intelligence network has only received information that Bondi Wald has taken action so far."

"As for Buena Festa, I suspect he probably made some kind of deal with Bondi Wald."

"That guy was a pure war enthusiast. He didn't care how many people died; he only cared about whether he could get pleasure from the war."

Du Field offered Ross a cigar, lit it for him, and then lit one for himself.

"Anyway, I don't like that guy, and I don't want to associate with that kind of chaotic madman."

"I'm a businessman; war will only slow down how fast I make money."

Ignoring Fu Shen's "peace declaration," Ross felt a sense of urgency.

Next, he has to go to Punk Hazard to sneak into that place and secretly take Abel away.

As for what to do about the three great members of the Beasts Pirates...

What does that have to do with him?

He wouldn't even bat an eye if the Beasts Pirates went bankrupt; he was determined to have King.

With that thought in mind, Ross chatted for a while longer before getting up to take his leave.

After settling things with Abel, he must immediately return to Miracle Island to take charge.

If that's truly their target, then the enemy is likely not just the World Destroyer alone.

Maybe Shiki the Golden Lion will join in the fun too.

"We'll discuss the cooperation once Boss Fushen arrives at Miracle Island."

"No need to see me off. Boss Fu Shen is probably busy these days. See you on Miracle Island."

Patting the God of Fortune on the shoulder, Ross pulled out the Flesh Drop and threw it into the air.

"Flying into the sky, flesh-eating."

"Take care, Boss Ross~~"

Watching the one-eyed stingray fly away, Du Feld's smile faded, and he lowered his head in deep thought.

He felt something was off; it seemed like Ross knew something he didn't.

Could it be related to those wars?

Blu-ray Blu-ray Blu-ray~~

Kacha--

"it's me."

"Lord Fukujin! Is there anything I can help you with?"

After a moment's thought, Feld said, "Contact Buena Festa for me. I'd like to meet with him in Dressrosa."

"Tell him that I, Fushin, look forward to meeting the master of the ritual."

"Yes, I understand. I will contact Lord Buena Festa immediately!"

Kacha---

"So, what's next?"

Feld stood up and dusted off his trousers where there was no dust.

"Let me see what you're planning to do. If the benefits you offer aren't enough, don't blame me for choosing Boss Ross's side."

"The giants' timber is currently the most expensive business, hehehehehe~~"

……

Several days later, in the New World waters near Punk Hazard.

"Oh my god, does Lord Ross possess prophetic abilities? How did he know I would appear in this place?"

"Stop being so glib, Borsalino."

Ross glared at the man who was resting on the fleshy stalk.

"Didn't you say you were going to travel to other parts of the New World? Why are you looking for me?"

Borsalino gave a slightly embarrassed smile: "To be honest, it's a little embarrassing, oh, Rose-san~~"

Just as Ross was completely baffled, Borsalino revealed the truth.

"Do you have any Berries on you? Lend me some. I only took 30,000 Berries with me when I left home."

"I thought it would be enough, but I didn't expect prices to be so high in the New World. Oh right, I heard them say that you need a watch or something to sail in the New World, and that thing is super expensive too. You... hahaha."

Ross sighed.

He now understood why Borsalino had suddenly contacted him two days ago.

So it turns out they ran out of money and got lost.

"Have you not eaten for days?"

Borsalino scratched his face and held up three fingers.

"Three or three days, well, it's not like I didn't eat anything at all. I ate quite a lot of cucumbers and stuff."

Ross looked at the island in the distance, its outline already beginning to take shape, his expression conflicted.

If it were just him alone, with his Binding Spell #26: Curved Light, he could easily pull off a secret infiltration of 007.

If we bring Borsalino along...

"Tsk, no matter how useless you are, come with me, I'll take you to the World Government's cafeteria to freeload."

Borsalino immediately broke into a genuine smile; after being starving for three days, he was finally going to have a good meal!

Is that the island you're going to?

"More or less,"

Suddenly, Ross had an idea.

"Borsalino, do you want to see the truth?"

Borsalino was stunned: "What truth?"

"The true face of the World Government, and the true face of the Navy."

Ross's lips curled up slightly.

"Since you're here, I'll take you to see the specialties of the Grand Line. That place is a secret island that ordinary people can't land on."

Chapter 114 Luo 007 S

[Punk Hazard Island, the World Government's cafeteria under construction]

"What's wrong with those two guys?! They can eat like crazy!"

"This is the fifth bowl... Oh! That curly-haired guy is starting to conquer the sixth bowl of rice!"

"..."

In the center of the cafeteria, Ross and Borsalino sat facing each other, with several empty bowls the size of human faces on the table.

The two men were dressed in black suits, with fake beards and artificial scars on their faces to disguise their appearance.

"Another bowl, please!"

Borsalino threw out the sixth bowl and got up to walk toward the canteen window.

"Are you really CP5 agents? I've never seen you before?"

“There are plenty of people you haven’t met before; we’re just newcomers.”

Borsalino took the large bowl filled with rice and curry and left, then sat down and ate his rice in silence.

"Ross...Ross, the food here is really good, ten times better than what I can cook myself!"

"That's because you're hungry, Borsalino."

After finishing his fifth bowl of curry rice, Ross let out a satisfied burp and leaned back, his large belly protruding.

"Phew~ I'm full. But you can really eat! This is your seventh bowl already. Haven't you ever been full back in your hometown in the countryside?"

"My pets are so cute that I can't bring myself to eat them."

Borsalino buried himself in his food, his voice barely audible.

"Hey, your name is Rosso, right?"

Just then, the real black-clad agent approached.

"I am Brant, Lord Spandam's most trusted subordinate. Who is your superior?"

Ross glanced at the agent wearing the lion scarf and casually mentioned the name of a CP agent from his memory.

"Lassich, do you know him?"

"Lord Laski?"

Ross was surprised that the person who came actually recognized the name...

"How could you possibly be subordinates of that CP9 commander? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Come on, this is World Government territory. Who would dare to lie here?"

Ross sighed, stood up, and put his arm around the lion-scarf agent's shoulder to start a conversation.

"Boss Raschi received orders from Saint Satan to send people to occupy Punk Hazard Island."

“We’re different from you. Our mission is to secretly monitor the island’s science… um?”

"Shhh!!!"

The lion-scarf-wearing agent broke out in a cold sweat.