Chapter 220 The Fruit Bringer is Here
"What a haunted fellow. So Lord Im Saint means that we don't need to care about people like Roger?"
"Of course we have to. Anyone who opposes us will be executed, especially the D clan."
A hint of murderous intent flashed across Yimu's red eyes. Then, she looked at Jiger below and said slowly,
"Gig, the people of the D clan are guided by Joyboy's will and are also protected by him. They are difficult to kill before they complete their mission, just like Garp's son Dragon."
After Long escaped from Jiger, he had also thought about this problem, and his idea was similar to what Im said now, that is, this group of D tribe seemed to be really protected by some kind of force.
But Jiger is not afraid of such things. He believes that strength is supreme, and his outstanding feature is his great strength.
As long as you are strong enough, you are not afraid of the so-called will.
Im placed his hands on the golden armrests of the Sky Throne and rubbed them slowly, saying in a low voice,
"This Roger is indeed very qualified. You are currently serving in the navy. If you have the chance, you must get rid of him."
Jiger nodded, but what he was thinking in his heart was that Roger seemed to be terminally ill, and even if he didn't take action, he wouldn't live long.
Of course, he didn't mind executing Roger himself, preferably after Roger returned from Raftel and was crowned the Pirate King.
Think about Garp. Just after a few years of passionate pursuit with Roger on the sea, he was touted as a legendary navy who "forced the Pirate King into despair."
Just as Jiger was thinking about things, Im's voice sounded again, and this time there was an undisguised tiredness in her voice.
"Okay, you can go back now. Remember your mission. The position of leader of the Knights of God will still belong to your Figalando family in the future."
Jiger did not take this empty promise to heart. He just smiled, leaned forward slightly, and then turned and left.
When Jiger walked out of the palace, the door behind him closed. He stopped to admire the sea of flowers around him for a while, and his figure gradually twisted until he completely disappeared on the spot.
He went straight back to the tribe and told Jialin about the meeting with Yim. After listening, Jialin pondered for a moment and said,
"Sure enough, Imsheng has never stopped being wary of Joey Boy. If he doesn't completely remove this thorn in his side, he will never be able to sit on the throne with peace of mind."
Jiger picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, then put the rest of the bunch into the Dark Bible, and said as he ate,
"I understand. If it were me, I would also feel that the throne is too hot to sit on."
"Gig, what are you going to do next?"
"How to do it?"
A cluster of flames burned at Jiger's fingertips, drying the remaining grape juice.
Looking at the flames swaying on his fingertips, Jiger said calmly,
"Kill Roger."
After that, Jiger smiled and continued,
"Don't worry, Uncle Garin, I won't hurt some red-haired kid. But after Roger dies, do you need me to bring him back?"
This time, Jialin finally showed a hint of interest on his face, and he did not refuse directly like before.
Seeing this, Jiger thought there was a chance, and immediately struck while the iron was hot.
"Uncle Jialin, no matter what, he is also a member of our Fegalando family. At least he should know his identity."
Jialin frowned slightly and was about to speak when Carlos, the messenger, appeared at the door again and said,
"Saint Galin, Saint Rozward is at the door asking to see you!"
Jialin swallowed back what he wanted to say and said in a deep voice,
"I know, let him in."
Jiger shrugged helplessly, thinking to himself, just don't feel uncomfortable, I will bring that kid Shanks back to see you when the time comes.
After a while, Rozward came in with a group of men in suits carrying boxes.
Seeing Garin and Jiger, Rozward first swallowed his saliva, and then a flattering smile emerged on his face. However, he probably rarely made such an expression, and it looked very ugly.
Garin and Jiger didn't say anything. Seeing this, Rozward couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he still spoke with a thick face.
"Saint Galin, Saint Jiger, I'm here to apologize!"
As he spoke, he turned around and sternly ordered the man in the suit to put the boxes on the ground, and then opened them all. For a moment, the entire reception room was filled with dazzling golden light.
The boxes were filled with gold and jewelry, the value of which could not be measured by Bailey's numbers.
Even for Rozward, a celestial dragon, such a large amount of gold and jewelry is a huge expense, and it can be said that he spent a lot of money. After all, gold is a hard currency no matter where it is.
However, Garin and Jiger only glanced at it and then looked away. Garin slowly spoke,
"Rozward, are you insulting the Fegalando family by bringing these things here?"
As he spoke, Jialin placed his hand on the sword at his waist and flicked his fingers.
click!
Only a small part of the sword was exposed, but the icy coldness almost suffocated Rozward.
Garin's slight movement frightened Rozward so much that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. Jiger frowned slightly, fearing that he would urinate and contaminate the floor.
If Rozward really dared to pee, Zigg wouldn't mind castrating him directly.
Not to mention Rozward, even the men in suits he brought with him didn't dare to breathe. They felt as if their legs were filled with lead. When they saw their master fall, no one stepped forward to help him.
Seeing Rozward's cowardly look, Garin immediately lost interest in talking to him. He turned around and sat back on the sofa. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He said lightly,
"get out."
Rozward didn't dare to just leave like that. In his opinion, Garin was still angry.
When he came, the head of their family, that is, his father, had already told him that if he could not obtain forgiveness from the Figalando family, he would be expelled from the holy land.
He cast his eyes hastily upon Giger, and cried,
"Master Jiger! I heard that you are very interested in collecting devil fruits. This time I also brought three, all of which have been identified!"
"Oh?"
Jiger was really interested in what Rozward said. He slowly walked to Rozward, looked down at him and asked,
"Take it out and see."
Rozward quickly turned around and asked the man in the suit to bring three small boxes, opened them and placed them in front of Jiger.
Among these three devil fruits, two are banana-shaped, green and yellow in color respectively, and the one in the middle is the most special, it is a "cherry bomb".
