Capítulo 131: A short trip through Pangaea Castle
Marijois. Red-line.
Very high among the sea level and within the clouds and fog, sat a European 17th-18th century styled castle.
Surrounding the castle were various artificial forests as well as rivers.
Deep within this castle that housed the celestial dragons, five elders, and the somewhat hidden 'Im', was a certain bureau for a rather old man.
This old man, however, was extremely muscular, broad-chested, tan-skinned, and strong-shouldered.
His whitened hair and beard arranged in an array of spikes, and some fuzz on both sides of his face, similar to a lizard's spine. He also has a stitched scar under his left eye.
He wore a sleeveless dark shirt adorned with medals, revealing his muscular arms, dark green armbands, a light yellow scarf around his neck, and a white and dark grey Marine coat draped over his shoulders. The epaulets are similar to those worn by an Admiral and Fleet Admiral, fully covered in yellow as a standard color.
This particular brute looking man was called Kong.
His abilities unknown, except the fact that he was in fact the fleet admiral at the time of the late pirate king's Gol D. Roger.
So one can deduce that he was in fact quite a strong person.
Kong in his office sighed for the umpteenth time.
'Damn paperwork…' He cursed.
Since he was directly under the celestial dragons, he was quite high on the ladder.
However unlike what one would expect… this did not exempt you from doing paperwork.
In fact, even someone like the five elders had their share of such a work.
With exception of a certain someone.
This person brought horror to him simply by thinking about her. Matter of fact, that same emotion can be shared by the five elders who outranked him by a lot.
He was actually somewhat proud to be the only person in the world to know about her other than the five elders.
Still, he was loyal to her and the world government so he was often times rewarded for his work.
He just hoped his next reward would be getting a free pass from paperwork.
One would ask what work he does in this office of his. Well everything the world government does, passes through him. The fleet admiral would first talk with him before doing anything himself.
Everything passes through him, and when he can't decide what to do or if the situation is dire, only then would he reach to those above him.
He had just finished reading a folder containing the upcoming newbie pirates that could prove to be threats down the line.
In the case that level of threat was high, they would be efficiently dealt with.
When h grabbed the file over, he read from above two names that made him angry.
Garp and Sengoku.
He had thought that they were like him, but they turned out to be traitors to the justice he envisioned.
He had personally wanted to hunt both of them himself.
But as the five elders always wisely pointed out, he along with them, were the final defenses one would have to pass through to get to 'Im'.
Suddenly, all the hairs on his body raised up from alertness as he was made aware something dangerous was heading his way.
And it was just as he had raised his eyes forward, that he felt a cold hand wrapped around his neck and lifted him up.
He tried in futile effort to grasp at the hand and remove it, but it was then that he noticed.
There was no hand.
In fact, the person responsible for holding him was just by the door. A good distance of 7-8 m between them. He understood that it was some sort of devil fruit ability immediately.
He understood that by the fact that the person had his hand pointed at him in a choking gesture.
He tried some more but breathing was getting harder for him, and he was about to transform as that would surely free him up, even at the cost of destroying his office.
Still, that was something that could be explained to his superiors later.
But before he could go through with it he was moved to be held in the hands of the person.
This proved to be even more painful to him than before.
Suddenly the person spoke up.
"Shall we go on a short trip?"
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Ian had been given the information he sought by a somewhat regretful Sengoku.
He understood the man as such he just thanked him for his help and promised him a favor.
Garp had been staying silent at that time, but Ian knew that the old man was simply thinking hard about whether Kong was really as bad as Ian painted him.
Ian had transported both of them to a place where he and Kong were going to fight it out.
He wanted them to witness his corruption with their own eyes, and hear it from his own mouth. He had his way of how he was going to make him speak up.
And so this leads to right now.
Ian had taken a deep breath, and in one second had appeared inside the room Of Kong as supplied by Sengoku.
It had been the exact room they had talked in when Sengoku wanted to resign.
Thankfully, Kong was there browsing through some files.
And Ian didn't give him any time to react as he held him in a telekinesis chokehold. He didn't have much time left before Im would be aware he was here. And although he was confident in his power, he was not foolish enough to repeat the mistake of fighting not knowing a person's full abilities.
And then just when Kong was about to do something to free himself up Ian moved fast.
He could tell the bastard was about to do something by looking into his eyes.
As such he moved fast and brought Kong into his hands. This time choking him for real.
And he was not going to let him do what he wanted, so he was not done yet.
He grinned in a malicious way, indicating he was going to enjoy whatever he was going to do next.
"Shall we go on a short trip?" Ian uttered each word slowly so that Kong, who was having trouble staying conscious, would hear him.
And the minute he did hear him, both of them flew up to the sky a bit from the ground, and then Ian repositioned them in a way that had Kong facing the ground with Ian behind him still holding him.
It was like he was about to use Kong as a shield for something.
And that he did.
By suddenly accelerating to the ground, and pressing Kong as hard as he could destroying the floor. Making him throw out blood from the force.
But he did not stop. No. even after destroying the whole, rather large floor, he still continued on to the rest.
Since this office was actually contained in the structure above the huge and tall six floors of the castle, Ian estimated that Kong was going to have a very painful time right now.
Time after time, explosion sounds resounded through the castle, until Ian had breached the other underground sixth floors and felt it was enough pain for now, and used his shadow teleport ability just as they had impacted the last floor.
And mere seconds after that, the doors to this floor swung open, with Im herself stepping inside at such a speed, she would have rivaled Ian's own.
And then next to her the five elders did the same.
They cursed in their heads when they saw the broken ground and the hole in the ceiling leading all the way to the highest floor.
But they didn't dare voice those cusses out. Simply for the fact that Im, their sovereign, was donning a pissed off look on her visage.
"DAMN YOU!!!"
And then with a yell, she released a pressure similar to conquerors Haki, that brought the five elders to their knees, all five of them sweating bullets.
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