Voyage: Villain Simulator, they are here to find you

Because I don’t know how to answer.

Even though the Navy's wise Buddhist Sengoku, future Chief of Staff Tsuru, was present, they really didn't know how to handle the matter.

After nearly ten minutes of silence.

Someone stood up, took the cloak hanging on the hanger and put it on his back.

"What are you doing?" Sora said to Zephyr who was fixing his appearance.

"They are all my students. Since I taught them, of course I should be responsible for them." Zefa said with a smile.

It was not a forced smile, nor was it a bitter smile, but rather a relaxed one, with a little pride even.

Everyone present were Zefa's old comrades and brothers. When he said this, they naturally understood what he was thinking.

Relaxed because his students were still alive.

What makes him proud is that he can finally do something for his students.

Of course, it was more because his students stuck to their original intentions and did not choose to let go of this man who wantonly massacred navy and civilians.

Even if this person is one of the highest-ranking and most noble people in the world.

If someone must take responsibility for this matter, it can only be Zefa.

"Sit down first! Think about whether there are other ways!" Zhan Guo said in a deep voice.

"What else can we do? He killed the Five Elder Stars!" Zefa shrugged.

"Jingle Bell!"

The phone bug rang again.

Only this time, the one that rang was a small Den Den Mushi that Sora always kept by his side.

Den Den Mushi that belongs exclusively to the Five Elder Stars.

After exchanging glances with everyone, Sora picked up the phone.

"Hello, I'm Sora."

"Well, everything is fine. Officers above the rank of general are not in danger of death, but soldiers and civilians..."

"...He is currently still in Rogue Town. Even if he is allowed to come back now, it will take some time."

"...I really don't know. Don't worry, there will be a reasonable explanation."

"Yeah, yeah, okay, I got it, bye."

With a click, the Den Den Mushi hung up.

Everyone was staring at Sora, waiting for him to say something.

Kong folded his arms across his chest, frowned, and remained silent.

The silence lasted longer than before.

Sora glanced at Zephyr, then at Sengoku, then at Garp and Tsuru.

Then his eyes moved back and forth between Zefa and Sengoku.

Finally, it stopped at the Warring States Period.

As if he had made a decision, his expression suddenly relaxed.

Take off the cloak hanging behind you and put it on.

"Brother Kong! What are you doing..." Zhan Guo asked with a frown, why are so many of them like this?

"To Marijoa," Sora replied softly.

"What exactly was said on the phone?" Karp asked with narrowed eyes.

"What else can I say? You're a whore and you still want to be a saint?" A trace of disdain appeared on Kong's face. "First, he asked about the casualties in a hypocritical manner. After knowing that the lives of the generals were not in danger, he didn't want to hear about the lives of ordinary soldiers and civilians. He didn't even mention the identity of the attacker at all."

"Then...what about Bai Ze?" He asked.

"Let's throw him into Impel Down to await his fate."

"Bullshit!" Before Zefa could even say anything, Garp slammed the table and stood up: "Why! Bai Ze saved so many people. If it weren't for him, who knows if there are any survivors in Rogue Town!"

"Do you think they care?" Sora asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

"So are you going to Marijoa now?" asked Zhan Guo.

"Bai Ze has fulfilled his duties as a marine. As a marshal, I must also fulfill my duties.

Zhan Guo, the navy will be handed over to you from now on. ".

Chapter 224: A New Prisoner Arrives in Advance City

maritime.

A somewhat strange warship, escorted or escorted by several other ships, slowly sailed into the Gate of Justice.

It was strange because it had obviously just been through war.

The mast was broken and the flames left large holes in several of the jibs.

There was a hole on the left side of the hull that was simply repaired with a wooden board.

Coupled with the teeth-grinding squeaking sounds it made while sailing, it was obvious that its keel had also suffered serious damage.

Normally, a warship damaged to this extent would have to stay in the repair shop for two or three months even if it was to continue serving.

But it is still sailing, carrying out what may be the last mission of its service life.

The warships responsible for guarding the Gate of Justice fired several blank shots into the sky after the ship completely entered the Gate of Justice.

This is a tribute.

The object of tribute is naturally not this shabby warship, but the people on the warship.

Before advancing into the city, Deputy Director Magellan was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

At this time, his face was a little pale, and his huge face was covered with sweat.

It was not only because of the stomachache, but more because of the "prisoner" who was about to go to jail.

After he received the call from the Marshal's Office, he confirmed the identity of the "prisoner" several times.

After receiving completely consistent and certain responses, Magellan fell silent.

He was a little confused because he had watched the entire live broadcast before it was interrupted.

He didn't understand why such a person would be imprisoned in Impel Down?

But an order is an order, he won't ask anything, all he can do is execute it.

But the call in the marshal's office had just been disconnected.

General's Office, Lieutenant General's Office.

Zephyr, Sengoku, Garp, and Tsuru, the four big naval bosses all called to "say hello" to Magellan.

Although he didn't say anything explicitly, he was just talking about random things.

For example, topics such as the lighting, food, accommodation environment, and the convenience of taking a bath in the city.

But although Magellan looked a little stupid, he was not a fool after all.

According to what he said, even with Hannibal's chin, you can know what these big guys really want to express.

As he watched the tattered warship getting closer, his breathing became more and more rapid.

The prison guards around him quickly put on gas masks.

The Black Owl stopped at the port.

The jailers quickly pushed the ladder over.

Then, under the "escort" of four navy officers, the "prisoner" walked off the ship.

The four navy men and one woman were all wrapped in thick bandages, and two of them were limping when they walked.

As the sea breeze blew, a strong smell of blood wafted from them.

The protagonist, who was sandwiched in the middle of them, had his arm in a sling and looked pale, but he was in much better spirits than the others.

And his hands and feet were not shackled.

Compared to the gloomy expressions of the four "escorts", he looked quite relaxed, and seemed to have no awareness that he was about to be imprisoned.

"Nice to meet you again, Director Magellan." After coming to Magellan's side, he smiled and stretched out his left hand which was still able to move.

Magellan hesitated, but still stretched out his hand and shook his hand. "Hello, Major General Bai Ze. And, I'm the Deputy Director."

"Okay." Bai Ze retracted his hand and said to the people who were escorting him, "Go back. No one should be able to assassinate or attack you here."

"But..." Smoker was about to say something when Bai Ze glared back at him.

"What do you mean by "but"? If someone really wants to attack me, why would they wait here? Besides, if my life is really threatened, can you, a few disabled people, stop it?"

The four of them felt helpless and could only sigh and turn around to walk towards the Black Owl.

"Xiuke." Bai Ze shouted.

"Here!" Shuke immediately stopped and saluted.

The scene was a bit weird as the escorting officers saluted the prisoners who were about to be imprisoned.

But no one present showed any strange emotions, because they all knew the relationship between the two.

And who this criminal is.

"Please keep my knife for me. Don't let anyone touch it except Lu Man." Bai Ze said to Xiu Ke, and then glanced at Lu Man who was standing next to him.

"Yes!" The two men saluted again and left.

At this time, Bai Ze turned around and asked Magellan again: "Director Magellan, which floor is my cell on?"

"...the sixth floor." Magellan replied, "Please be sure to address me as Deputy Director."

"The sixth floor..." Bai Ze touched his chin and said, "Okay, please lead the way."

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"Yes." Magellan nodded, then asked the jailer to open the gate of the city and took Bai Ze in.

The guards and jailers standing on both sides raised their hands and saluted when Bai Ze passed by them.

Not only because he personally cut off the head of the Pirate King Gol Roger, but also because he risked his life to save the lives of so many navy and civilians in that brutal battle.

"I remember you said last time I came here that new prisoners would be washed with boiling water over 100 degrees?"

Bai Ze, who was following behind Magellan, suddenly asked.

Hearing this, the deputy director was stunned and actually stopped to let the jailer give Bai Ze a bath.

.......

Hannibal, one of the two jailers, saw this and winked at Magellan frantically, saying, "That was for ordinary prisoners! You are a hero of our navy, a major general of the headquarters! How can we use such methods on you!"

"That's so sorry." Bai Ze said with a smile.

"Hey...hehe." Magellan laughed dryly. Hannibal's crazy suggestion reminded him of those phone calls and he quickly gave up the idea.

Everyone continued to walk down the stairs.

When they reached the LEVEL 4 scorching hell, they saw a burly figure in a black uniform throwing a criminal into the sea of ​​fire and then pulling him out. The criminal kept screaming, but as all the fat on his body was roasted out, the screams gradually subsided.

Then the figure threw it into the fire.

"Shiluo!" Magellan frowned and scolded as he watched this scene.

Hearing this, the figure turned around, glanced at Magellan, and then his eyes fell on Bai Ze.

"Oh my, who is here?" The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a forced smile.

Bai Ze said nothing, but just raised his head and glanced at him casually.

And just as his eyes swept across Xiliu, Xiliu suddenly felt as if his chest was pierced by a sharp blade!

I almost vomited blood.

After forcibly swallowing the blood, he gritted his teeth and grinned, "Major General Bai Ze, I will treat you well in the coming days."