Capítulo 39: Chapter 39 : The old man still cares about human feelings!
"Blu, blu, blu."
Suddenly, the voice of the phone bug rang.
Kahn knew who was calling without even thinking about it.
Then he picked up directly.
"Tell me! What is the result?" Kahn asked.
"Deprive Crocodile of the title of Shichibukai, and after the matter is over, you will be escorted into the city of advancement. The other option is to declare to the outside world that Vice Admiral Kahn discovered and thwarted the conspiracy of Shichibukai in advance." Sengoku said directly.
"It's really consistent, always avoiding the important and seeking the limelight."
"Kahn!"
"I see. I was just getting emotional, but I'm a bit surprised they are directly attributing the credit to me."
"Kahn, this credit is rightfully yours, nothing unexpected."
"That's right, that's right!"
"Kahn, the impact of this matter needs to be minimized."
"Sengoku, that's not my concern. I'm just an ordinary vice admiral. How you handle it is up to you," Kahn replied.
Sengoku was a bit speechless.
"An ordinary vice admiral? Is this how a lieutenant general talks to their marshal?"
But he didn't say anything more. Kahn was satisfied with what he had said.
Then the two hung up the phone.
Kahn started to contemplate.
"Do they think they can win me over with this? Or are they trying to turn me into another Garp? Shackling me with the chains of honor? Heh, they're overthinking it!"
The other option was to cover things up, which was a normal tactic for the World Government.
However, this time, the World Government couldn't cover it up easily.
The Nefertari family had been one of the twenty royal families back then.
But that was no longer Kahn's concern.
His focus was on making money now, and that was sufficient.
He found a comfortable recliner and settled into it.
"Why are you just standing there? Get on with it!"
Robin was taken aback for a moment, then she stepped forward.
So, when all the cadres of Baroque Works arrived at the Yuba headquarters, this was the sight that greeted them.
Their Vice President, Miss All Sunday, was seen giving a massage to an elderly man.
This scene was quite bewildering for them.
This was due to a realization that had just dawned on them: the elderly man was wearing a Navy cloak.
"Who are you? And why are you here?" Mr. 2 Bon Kurei asked immediately.
All the cadres turned their attention to the newcomer.
"What's that?"
"What are you looking at, Bora-chan?" Mr. 2's voice inquired.
But as their gazes followed his, they were left stunned.
Only now did they realize that Crocodile and Mr. 1, who had fallen unconscious, were also present.
Dim lighting had obscured this fact earlier.
"What's happening?" This question likely echoed in the minds of all the cadres.
"Vice President, have you betrayed Baroque Works?" mr 5 asked.
At the same time, a sense of unease was growing among them.
The scene before them was truly bizarre.
Robin remained silent.
Instead, Kahn's voice filled the room.
"Your technique is quite good, though a bit weak."
"Thank you for the compliment. Would you like me to apply more pressure?"
"No need, that's sufficient. By the way, have they all assembled?"
Robin finally turned her gaze to the arriving cadres.
Then she stated directly, "Everyone is here except for Mr. 3."
"Excellent. Release the pressure, let me handle the rest!"
"Would you like me to intervene?"
"It's fine. They're nothing more than a bunch of trash. This will be over soon. Besides, if you step in, it might be hard for the old man to ask you for money."
Robin was momentarily stunned, her eyes fixed on Kahn.
"Am I already in this state and I still have to pay?"
Robin's presence amused Kahn.
"Don't be absurd. You're already in this condition. I don't particularly like you, but there's no need to go that far. I'm not an unreasonable person."
Robin: "."
These words, overheard by the cadres, left them infuriated.
"Who are you?" Mr. 2 Bon Kurei asked immediately.
However, before he could finish, Kahn was already standing in front of him.
In the next moment, Mr. 2 found himself propelled by Kahn's powerful kick.
He was sent flying before he could react.
Others in the room promptly launched their attacks.
But they were no match for Kahn.
In fact, among the current Shichibukai, Crocodile's subordinates were generally the weakest.
Within minutes, Kahn had subdued all the cadres, not requiring the use of his Devil Fruit ability.
Kahn surveyed the fallen figures with a disdainful look.
By this point, all the cadres of Baroque Works, including President Crocodile, had been effectively neutralized by Kahn.
Baroque Works had become a thing of the past.
Robin's ability allowed her to easily control them all.
"What's next?" Robin asked.
"They have a set of Seastone handcuffs here?"
"They're in the basement."
"I want to transport them to the capital." Kahn declared.
"Understood."
Ten minutes later.
Kahn looked at his handiwork with satisfaction.
Crocodile and all the cadres of Baroque Works were now confined within Seastone cages.
Their expressions betrayed anger, as this sight was profoundly humiliating.
Yet, they were powerless to resist.
Kahn then turned to Robin.
"Good job, I appreciate you more and more. Alright, everything here is settled. It's time to head to the capital."
Robin regarded Kahn.
"Not bad, not bad. The more I observe you, the more I find myself drawn to you. But, considering your explanation, I should get to work."
Robin was surprised despite having suspected as much.
"Why? Aren't you afraid I'll escape?"
"You can try, but remember, I'm no Aoikoji. I can easily track you down. No need to worry about that," Kahn replied.
"I see."
Kahn nodded approvingly.
He then seized a chain from one of the cages.
Before the horrified and outraged eyes of the captured cadres, he transformed into a dragon.
The imposing presence of Kahn overwhelmed them.
With a powerful flap of his wings, Kahn took to the sky.
The rush of air caused Robin's short hair to flutter.
She had mixed emotions.
Kahn's sudden appearance had foiled her concealment once more.
Simultaneously, she was intrigued by Kahn.
However, when she remembered Kahn's earlier words, she immediately got to work.
Fully liquidating the assets of Baroque Works in three days was no small feat, and time was of the essence.
It wasn't that she didn't want to escape, but Kahn's words echoed in her mind.
She had a premonition that the consequences of fleeing would be dire.
Soon, Kahn's figure disappeared into the dim sky.
(end of this chapter)
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