One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

Are you treating Rocks like a newcomer?

Hana Hanazha's lips twitched; only the boss would dare to say something like that.

How is he supposed to direct the new recruits, like making Lockes mop the floor?

Or should I do laundry?

What a joke!

he……

Hana's eyes darted around, and a plan came to mind.

and many more!

If we could really make Rocks our subordinate...

"It feels so good, hehehe~"

Seeing the increasingly perverse smile on Hana Hana's face, Dorrag took a few steps back, his expression wary.

Something's not right with Hana Hanafuda!

Is this guy attracted to both men and women?!

Chapter 98 Hana Hanafuda: Hair dryer, blower!

"That's it."

In a calm area, Neptune's upper body was partially above the surface, his expression wary.

"Hana Hanafuda, are you sure you don't need our support?"

Hana Hanazha shook her head.

Pursuit?

With Rocks around, the jailers would have to withstand the man's Conqueror's Haki before they could even consider pursuing him.

"Leave the rescue to us. This is the Calm Belt. You lead the Sea King Army to retreat. Dragon will lead us directly out of the Calm Belt."

At this point, Neptune was unaware of what had happened. He assumed Ross had returned and didn't think much of it.

Judging from that man's strength, he certainly doesn't need our help.

"I understand. We'll retreat then."

As he prepared to dive to the seabed, Neptune reiterated:

"The fishmen will remember this kindness. Please tell Mr. Ross that if you have time in the future, please visit Fishman Island again. I will treat you well."

After saying their farewells, the fish-men swam away after a few bubbles rose to the surface of the sea, heading swiftly towards the Grand Line.

"Well then, it's our turn next."

Hana Hanafuda turned to look at the "newcomer" who was still lying dead.

"Lox, would you like to hear the plan?"

He still didn't quite dare to regard Lox as a complete newcomer.

In a sense, he and Rocks were "equal" in status, both being subordinates of Boss Ross.

"plan?"

Rocks scoffed, "What would I do with that stuff? Aside from Ross, nobody can stop me on this ocean!"

"Who do you think I am?!"

"Let your ship charge through, and leave the rest to me!"

This sentence sounds so familiar...

Hana Hana shook her head, no longer thinking about it, and beckoned to Dorrag.

"Hair dryer, blower, let's charge straight into Impel Down!"

Dorrag's lips twitched; Hana Hanafuda's fondness for giving people nicknames was nothing new.

Hair dryer, skeleton, red nose...

Apart from the lady and Mr. Ross, everyone else on the ship received some form of "care" from Hana Hanafuda.

Many people see this as a sign of intimacy in the making of flower cards.

The next moment, a gale that did not exist in the doldrums suddenly struck.

The three-masted ship floating on the sea is moving at high speed in a certain direction.

Do you know where that place is?

Seeing that Dorrag started exerting his power without even needing his command, Hana Hanaza couldn't help but ask.

Dorrag glanced at Hana Hanafuda, who was holding the treasure map, and pointed to himself.

“My last job was in the Navy. I went to Impel Down with my dad far more times than you went into the Kuja Pirates’ room.”

"I almost forgot you're a Marine. Do you know anything about the sixth level of Infinite Hell? I've heard the boss mention it."

In response to Hana Hanafuda's question, Dorrag nodded, making slight adjustments to his direction as he explained.

"That place imprisons those who are too vicious, or rather, those ruthless characters who should be completely erased from history."

"Being imprisoned in the sixth level means indefinite confinement, from which there is no escape even in death."

"If you're thinking of going to the sixth floor to recruit companions, I suggest you don't do it."

"That place is now full of old men or guys who have lost their fighting spirit."

Even when her secret was exposed, Hana Hanafuda was not angry.

He did have that idea; before Ross returned, he wanted to recruit a group of qualified underlings.

"Brook is about to become the commander of the Guardian Corps of Ideal Land, and he urgently needs subordinates who can be put to good use."

"What kind of good guys can be locked up in a place like that?"

Lox, who had joined the chat, gave a soft hum.

"I don't want to be teammates with a bunch of useless people. Let's deal with the problems of our subordinates in the New World."

"David's game can solve..."

Shut up, Rocks.

Ross's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and Rocks obediently shut up.

He had tried to resist before, but that only resulted in three days of confinement.

For him, who had regained his freedom, sunshine, and air, it was the cruelest form of torture.

"Okay, whatever makes them happy. But seriously, Ross, violence is the shortcut. As long as we're strong enough, no one will dare to resist us."

Hana Hanafuda and Dorag exchanged bewildered glances at Lox, who had suddenly changed his tune.

However, unlike Doraga, Hana Hanafuda understood perfectly.

It seems Dragon wasn't lying; Roth really does have Roth's life in his hands.

"I wasn't betrayed, you bastard, if it wasn't..."

Rocks walked away cursing, while Hana Hanafuda turned her attention to what was nearby.

"Barrett, come down with us."

In a flash, Barrett appeared, frowning as he asked, "Is Olvia safe?"

"I will stay and guard the ship."

Dragon replied in a deep voice, "My staying is the best option. Once you return to the ship, I will immediately use my abilities to propel it away."

"This place is a calm zone; if we stay too long, we'll be targeted by giant sea monsters."

“Then proceed with this plan. Lockes and I will be in charge of the frontal assault, while Barrett will be responsible for finding Tom’s trail.”

Hana Hanafuda took out a map of Impel Down, a rough sketch he had drawn on the spot based on intelligence.

It was a simple six-story building, with the numbers 1 to 6 marked on it.

"We don't know which floor Tom is being held on yet, so we'd better search each floor one by one."

"Hopefully I won't be locked on the sixth floor; that place isn't what it used to be."

Discarding the map, Hana Hanafuda looked up at the gray castle that appeared at the edge of her field of vision.

"Utopia, attack!"

……

[The gates of Impel Down prison]

Several warships with their sails furled were anchored at a near-shore berth, and a gray-purple mist surrounded the entire floating castle.

Screams, wails, the merriment of carrion birds, and the bored chatter of jailers filled the nearshore waters.

"There's still a month until the rotation period, it's so boring, should we do something?"

"Be patient, we'll soon be able to switch to regular prison shifts, then we can really vent our frustrations."

Outside the prison gates, two burly prison guards yawned and chatted idly.

"This place is full of thugs, there isn't a single woman here. That female prisoner from six months ago is probably dead by now, right?"

"I heard she died on the third day, in the scorching hell of the fourth level."

"The Scorching Hell? Didn't they imprison a murloc there a while ago? Tsk tsk tsk, that's really cruel, actually putting a murloc in a place like that."

"What are you talking about? That guy must have made a huge mistake. But... if fishmen are dehydrated, will they turn into dried salted fish? Hahaha~~~"

"Whether the fish-men will turn into dried salted fish, I don't know, but~"

Da·Da·Da···

With his wooden clogs stomping on the ground, Rocks strode toward the prison gates, hands in his pockets.

"You guys are about to become the hottest news about my return, hahaha~~"

"That guy is... an enemy attacker?!"

Not long after the whistle sounded, the piercing alarm blared again.

"It's fine, let them get moving, saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

The smile on Lockes' face gradually faded.

"Let's start by settling accounts here, hey, Hana Hanafuda."

"what?"

Hana Hanafuda, who was half a step behind Lockes, looked on strangely.

"Take your men and that brat with you, and leave the rest of the enemy to me!"

Rocks' eyes widened, and with overwhelming domineering aura, he charged toward the prison guard who had taken out a walkie-talkie to report the situation.

"The enemy...the enemy is Locke...!!!"

"What are you talking about, Locke what!?"

Locks bent down and picked up the walkie-talkie:

"The enemy is me, I'm here, jailers."

"I am the captain of the Eleventh Division of the Ideal World! Rocks D. Giebeck, you idiots, inform the Five Elders!"

"I'm back!!!"

"Wear……"

【Shut up.】

"Tsk."

Chapter 99 Pigs rush into Rocks