One Piece: I am the Master of Black Magic

Chapter 469 Undercover elimination plan

Karp clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the courtyard like a headless fly.

After being shocked and paralyzed in the chair, Porusalino pinched his eyebrows helplessly.

"Old man, can you stop turning around? You're dizzy."

Garp was already full of anger, but as soon as Porusalino opened his mouth, he exploded like a powder keg with astonishing power.

"It's a shame you can still be so calm!"

"You also heard what that stinky girl wanted to do!"

"She is absolutely lawless!"

"That idiot Ren! He allowed her to do such a dangerous thing!"

"How dare she! Even the Rocks Pirates didn't have the guts to come and challenge the Five Old Stars! She simply doesn't want her life!"

Porusalino didn't listen carefully to what he said, only Ren's name was buzzing in his mind.

"You mean...Mr. Lane?"

Garp suddenly stopped speaking.

Porusalino is not like Cuzan.

This student who has always eluded him believes in the so-called 'ambiguous justice'.

From the time he was held accountable and censored by the world government to his final departure from the Navy, Higali was more or less involved.

Therefore, even though the relationship between the two has become much closer these days, Garp does not dare to tell him that Ren is still alive.

He just made a mistake, and Garp reacted belatedly.

"Huh? Did I just say that? Did you hear it correctly?"

"Well, I heard you right, you said it."

Porusalino was expressionless.

"Then just pretend I didn't say that."

Garp touched his nose nonchalantly to hide his embarrassment.

"Hehe~"

"I look down every day without looking up. It's really chilling to hide such a big thing from me, old man~"

His tone was resentful.

"Cough cough~"

Garp forcibly changed the subject.

"It seems like they are planning to force me to make a choice."

"What about your decision?"

He looked at Porusalino, who looked tired.

"I?"

"I think life here is pretty good."

"If I remember correctly, your adjutant is on the list."

"So, he is working as an adjutant by my side with a mission. What does his accident have to do with me?"

"In New Marineland before, he risked his life to block Sakaski's punch for you."

Garp looked at him with a half-smile.

Porusalino's eyes flashed.

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

"Oh~ these young people nowadays are really capable of doing things."

Porusalino spoke quietly.

New World, Navy Headquarters, New Marineland.

A few faint rays of light shine through the gaps in the window bars made of sea-floor stone, making no ripples in the deep and dark dungeon.

There was no light source in the prison, and rustling sounds could be heard in the corners from time to time.

The thin air was filled with a thick rotten stench, mixed with damp mold and the pungent smell of blood.It is easy to think of a rotting corpse covered in pus and rotten flesh.

The walls were stained with brown stains, and the corners were covered with green moss.

Gray-brown shadows huddled in the dark corners, overwhelmed by the heavy and gloomy atmosphere in the prison.

Since three days ago, prisoners have been thrown into prison.

The sound of footsteps coming back and forth, the sound of chains, and the numerous scoldings and insults gave this originally silent and dark prison an inexplicable sense of hustle and bustle.

"呲~"

"Ah ah ah ah~"

"I was wrong! Let me go!"

"Please, I know I was wrong!"

"Ahhhh~ kill me!"

The screams and wails came one after another, continuously.

The flow of time in the prison seems to be different from that outside. Every minute and every second here is extremely painful.

The prison guard shook his hand and pressed the red-hot iron on the face of the man tied to the torture rack.

"scoff~"

Wisps of white smoke rose, and the fragile flesh was instantly scorched.

Severe pain swept through his body, and his muscles tensed instantly.

A bitter and pungent smell mixed with the aroma of meat permeated the air.

"Ah~"

Frightened, roaring, crying, begging, moaning...

The demon who takes pleasure in torment turns a deaf ear and enjoys the agony of his prey's despair and suffocation.

"Still don't tell me?"

The jailer raised his arms high and swung the barbed iron whip one after another. The whistling whip fell on his body, leaving bloody whip marks immediately.

When the whip was raised again, the minced meat was thrown away, causing sporadic rain.

The man on the torture rack moaned in pain from time to time, and coughed violently from his throat. Streams of blood foam poured out of his mouth uncontrollably, dripping down from the corners of his mouth, staining his chest with blood. .

The heartbreaking pain was like a burning fire, spreading throughout his body instantly.

"Colonel Cambetti, please explain as soon as possible and be freed as soon as possible."

Arkaitis, who was wearing a black cloak, sat upright on a chair and lazily raised his eyelids to glance at him.

"Hehe~"

When Cambetti heard his words, he struggled to raise his head, his fierce eyes shooting straight ahead.

Arkaitis nonchalantly fanned the dust in front of him.

"What's the point of your persistence?"

"The mission target Kizaru has left the navy, so naturally you as an adjutant have no value.

You are now dispensable to the organization behind you and will be abandoned at any time.

Why bother throwing away your precious life for them? "

"tui!"

Cambetti spat out a mouthful of blood.

"There are...whatever skills you have...you can just...use them!"

"If not...kill me!"

His throat felt as if there was a handful of gravel, and the sound coming from his throat was rough and hoarse.

Arkaitis is obviously an impatient man.

I have been questioning this group of people for three days in a row, but I haven't been able to get any useful information out of their mouths.

A gloom flashed in his eyes, and the long knife in the hand of the jailer standing beside him suddenly popped out half an inch from the scabbard.

"You guys, your mouths are tighter than the last."

Arkatis sneered.

"欻~"

There was a flash of light, and the silver-white knife had penetrated Kambetti's heart.

"Uh~"

Broken moans escaped from his throat, and thick streams of thick blood poured out of his mouth, making it impossible for him to utter a complete sentence.

Arkaitis looked contemptuously at the man on the torture rack whose life was gradually disappearing, as if he was laughing at the useless struggle of the ants before death.

"Even if you don't tell me, I still have a way to catch you rats hiding in the gutter one by one!"

"Report! Report! The weather in the surrounding sea area is abnormal. Please send additional reconnaissance ships and keep watch towers on alert."

The sudden siren made Arkaitis frown slightly.

As if he had a premonition of something, he looked stern, with a little playfulness in his eyes.

He leaned closer to Cambetti, who was about to lose his vitality.

"I didn't expect that your cheap lives would be of some use."

"Since the people behind you dare to break into the Dragon Pond and Tiger's Den, they must be mentally prepared to leave their lives here."

"Just wait, I'll reunite you soon. Jiejiejie~"

Arkatis stood up suddenly and walked out of the interrogation room without looking back.

"Deploy another 3000 people to guard the prison. If anything happens, notify me as soon as possible! Please be careful. Even the corpses must be guarded by me!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

The neat response was deafening, and the few indistinct syllables in Cambetti's mouth were also covered up by the sound.

"If...he...I..."