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Chapter 517: I Paid for It!
Chapter 517: I Paid for It!
Ohara.
"A six-month punishment is not enough."
Facing the returning Hawkins and his group, Lily spoke coldly, "Failure is one thing, but to say you don't want to continue is a disgrace. And you two, although you didn't say it, I know you have the same thoughts. In the end, being affected by the ability without a sound is too shameful! You're all punished for a year!"
With Bode taken care of, Sag didn't waste any time. He led his men and quickly returned to Ohara.
Although his subordinates had their desires extracted, after Sag's disturbance, their desires could be rekindled. It didn't take long for them to be captivated by the bustling city and regain their desires.
However, Hawkins and the other two now faced punishment.
"No objections," Hawkins nodded, "Indeed, we were too careless."
Urki maintained his strange smile, "There are too many mysterious abilities on the high seas. Getting struck suddenly is beyond my control."
Money was not a concern for the executives; they had no shortage of it. Sag would distribute a portion of the collected taxes as dividends, just like the spoils of war in the past. The high-ranking executives always received their share.
"Sifer, do you have any objections?" Lily looked at Sifer, who was clearly in discomfort.
"None," Sifer shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But I'm broke now. I'll have to eat dirt."
Lily furrowed her brows, "You were given a substantial amount of money during your time as a sheriff. How did you spend it all?"
The sheriff of Ohara received the highest salary, just a notch below the 'Rising Star' level within the Calamity Pirates. Sag was generous with his payments, and Sifer had served as sheriff for a considerable amount of time. He shouldn't be penniless.
"I spent it on drinking, gambling, and women," Sifer spread his hands, "I never save money. When I have it, I spend it. Ohara is too prosperous, and there are too many things I want."
Although he was a sheriff, his duties were only busy in the early stages. Once things settled down, aside from routine patrols, he had plenty of free time. With no attachments, he naturally spent whatever money he had.
Lily sighed and patted her forehead, "The punishment has been decided and cannot be changed. If you can't handle it, go out and rob. Sell the stolen goods through the black market channels."
Victory and defeat were the most normal things on the high seas, and failure was not unforgivable. Lily was only angry about the embarrassment. She couldn't be too harsh on the executives.
These men were the foundation of the pirate crew.
"You didn't save money when I told you to," Sag, sitting on the throne, said with his chin propped up, smiling at Sifer. "Putting some money in the bank is also a contribution to me. That way, you'll have the ability to withstand risks."
"What's the point of that? The biggest risk is us," Sifer shrugged, "If you lose, there's no need for Ohara to exist. If you don't lose, why should I save money? Besides, I have a reputation on the island as the Gambling King of Ohara! Every time I sit at the table, I bet hundreds of thousands of Beli. That's also a contribution."
"Gambling King?"
Lily was taken aback, "I've heard you love gambling, but is that all it takes to be a king? Who's the Gambling Emperor then?"
Sifer looked up at Sag.
"That's right, it's me!" Sag proudly smiled, "I am the Gambling Emperor of Ohara!"
Lily: "..."
What kind of Gambling Emperor is this? The Charitable Gambling Emperor of Ohara.
Seeing Lily's speechless and astonished expression, Sag protested, "What's wrong? I play a few games, and I pay up. I win some, I lose some, and I contribute to the economy."
"Correction!"
Reneetia raised her hand, "You don't win, you lose, lose, lose, lose!"
"Go draw your blueprints!"
Sag glared at her and continued, "In any case, whatever title it is, it belongs to me! In my territory, I won't allow anyone to claim kingship without my permission. Those who call themselves kings outside will eventually be eliminated!"
"Hehehehe, then the Feast King should also be yours."
The shadows in the corner of the side hall thickened, and with a sharp voice, the shadows rose, forming the figure of Moria.
Stepping out from the corner, Moria cackled, "Sag, it's confirmed. The feast regarding pirates will be held within the next half month."
"Oh, my Martial Arts Tournament is confirmed?" Sag's eyes lit up.
Lily nodded, "The celebration feast organized by Buena Festa, but what we didn't expect is that a person who disappeared for twenty years has reappeared."
"However, we didn't know it was true until now. The opponent has clearly blocked information from reaching our Emperor's forces. None of our pirates received the news."
Ever since Sag decided to hold the Martial Arts Tournament, Lily had been gathering intelligence. She confirmed that the main promoter of the pirate feast, which was held once every four years, was Buena Festa. Twenty years ago, he met his end in the sea due to an encounter with a Sea King.
Recently, news of the feast had spread across the sea, but it was only hearsay. The opponent's intelligence network was excellent, and Lily couldn't find any information within a day.
Moria's appearance only confirmed the rumors.
It was well known that their intelligence network was also very powerful.
"Where's Lucci?"
Sag asked and then waved his hand, "Never mind, don't ask. Someone must know. Lily, call Capone Bucky and ask about his progress in the West Sea."
...
West Sea, near the unknown kingdom on the Grand Line.
In a lavishly decorated banquet hall, Capone Bege sat at the head of the table, a napkin tucked into his collar, leisurely cutting into a steak. Across from him sat several individuals dressed as nobles.
A middle-aged noble with curly hair slammed his fist on the table and stood up, roaring at Capone Bege:
"Bege! You're going too far! What do you mean by stopping all trade? You're just a mobster, you have no right to rule a country! We can expel you at any time!"
Capone Bege skewered a piece of steak with his fork, chewed it slowly, and didn't even glance at the furious noble.
"Bege! Answer me!"
Bege swallowed the food and wiped his mouth with his napkin.
"Shut up, make him shut up," he said.
Bang! A black-clad man standing nearby drew his gun and fired a shot, hitting the noble in the head. Blood splattered across half of the table.
After this gunshot, the mafia members behind Bege drew their submachine guns, aiming at the remaining nobles.
A noble with a small mustache trembled, his voice shaking as he cried out, "What are you doing, Capone Bege!"
"Isn't the money I give you every year enough? Why are you talking to me so loudly?"
Bege put down his napkin and looked across the table, "I'm just asking you to change the channel. I'll give you the money you deserve, and we have to trade every year anyway, so who cares who we trade with?"
"You're infringing on our interests!"
Another noble gritted his teeth and said, "The entire kingdom's tableware is provided by our Eiffel family. You want to control all the product channels with just one word. Are you joking? And you dare to kill Lord Corley, who's in charge of the kingdom's food supply!"
Upon hearing this, Bege waved his hand, "I almost forgot about you, get rid of him."
Rat-a-tat-tat! The submachine gun spewed fire, turning the noble into a sieve, who fell to the ground.
"I'm not here to negotiate, although I'd love to. But since you can't, who should I negotiate with?"
Bege said, "I'm informing you that from now on, all external trade will be handled by others. Whether you're buying or selling, you can only deal with the people they assign. If you don't agree, death will be swift. The outcome won't change anyway."
"Aren't you afraid of being expelled by us?" another noble attempted to threaten.
"I'm already a pirate. Where can I be expelled to? The Navy can't protect you forever, and I will complete my mission here. There's no other way. I'd rather offend you than that person, so I'll keep an eye on this place."
Bege said, "You're not the ones who don't collect taxes. I even give you a share of the profits. That's enough, don't think too much."
"You'll regret this, Bege!"
Bang! Capone Bege drew his gun and shot the threatening noble dead.
"You won't regret it now," he said.
With his gun still raised, smoke rising from the barrel, he looked at the remaining nobles, "Any objections?"
"No, none," the remaining nobles stammered, shivering.
"Good. I'll give you the share of profits they deserve. As for suppressing the matter, you should be good at that. I don't need to teach you. Go, send them off."
Bege nodded, and after his men escorted the remaining nobles out, he continued cutting his steak, unbothered by the corpses on the floor or the blood on the table. But as soon as he finished cutting a piece, he clicked his tongue, and his expression turned grim.
This kind of work was truly thankless.
But there was no other way. He had taken on a task from Sage, and he had to complete it.
Although they weren't his subordinates, he could have easily hidden anywhere in the West Sea. But when it came to Sage, he was genuinely afraid.
So he'd rather offend the nobles of this country than risk angering Sage, who might find him.
The former was no big deal; kill them if he had to. As for the latter... well, kill them if necessary.
"Don, there's a letter."
A mafia member entered the room, respectfully handing over a letter and a Permanence Compass.
"Hmm?"
Capone Bege glanced at the compass, which bore the symbol of 'Delta'. He opened the letter and read it word for word.
"Damn pirates, so impolite."
"Enjoy without discrimination, come as you are, leave as you wish. The world's greatest pirate feast awaits. Regards, Buena Festa, Captain of the Celebration Pirate Gang."
Capone Bege's eyebrows furrowed, "Buena Festa? Is this guy still alive? Ah, the pirate feast, I see. A rare occasion, I might as well go and take a look."
"Buru buru buru!"
Just as he finished speaking, a mafia member rushed over, cradling a ringing Den Den Mushi, "Don, a call."
Tch! Capone Bege grabbed a fork and stabbed it into the eye socket of the mafia member, who cried out in pain, clutching his eye and rolling on the floor.
"I've said it before, no calls when I'm eating."
He clicked his tongue, picked up the Den Den Mushi, and spoke first, "No matter who you are, you've now broken my rule. So you're entering my..."
"Capone Bege? I'm Lily, Bienneta Lily."
The Den Den Mushi formed a slightly masculine face, emitting a cold voice.
"You're entering my guest list."
Capone Bege quickly added, "Let me make it clear, I've already paid!"
(End of Chapter)
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