Chapter 72 The Slave King’s Choice!

"Almost there?"

Dorag opened the hatch and walked out, asking Major General Ivan who was watching the sea on the deck.

At this time, the five headquarters-level warships he led had returned to the first half of the Great Route from the South China Sea. Calculating the time, it seemed that they were almost there.

"Major General Dorag, you should rest more if you are so seriously injured, and just leave it to me to hand over the prisoners to Impel City." Major General Aiwen said with a smile.

"No, I said before that I will send the slave king in with my own hands!"

Dolag walked to Major General Ivan, looked at the Gate of Justice appearing on the far side and said, "This means a lot to me."

"You have said so, okay, then I will escort Colonel Hanse and Colonel Weir to the Judiciary Island for trial, and then we can get together at Marineland and have a drink."

After the battle in the Kingdom of Thutmose, Major General Ivan's attitude towards Dorag became more respectful and awe-inspiring.

On the one hand, he was convinced by the strength shown by the latter. On the other hand, he would definitely be promoted to lieutenant general after returning this time.

"Okay." Dorag had no objection. He actually liked drinking.

At this moment, another masked man in white walked out of the cabin quietly. This man came to the deck and just stood silently in the corner.

Major General Ivan glanced over and asked in a low voice: "How long will these CIPHER POLs be with you?"

Did he know that there was a masked man in white on another warship nearby? The two men were keeping a close eye on Dorag from afar.

"Don't worry about them. They will disappear naturally when it's time to disappear."

Dorag had no interest in looking back at all, because he had given up the idea of ​​defecting from the navy and was ready to see the subsequent changes in the world government and navy.

I have to say that this mission made him feel happy and gave him a glimmer of hope.

Half an hour later, the Gate of Justice slowly opened, and the five warships immediately parted ways. Dorag led one ship from the left current to Impel Down City, while Major General Ivan led the remaining four ships along the right current. Hurry to the Isle of Justice and then back to Marineventor.

This is the triangular current formed by three gates of justice connecting huge whirlpools. Its flow speed is quite fast. Dorag's warship can reach the gate of the Propulsion City in less than ten minutes.

Immediately afterwards, two majors from the headquarters wearing justice coats were seen taking King Taklama out of the cell in the cabin and escorting him to the deck of the warship.

The former slave king of the dark world was now handcuffed with sea-floor stone handcuffs, and his steps looked very weak. After all, his injuries had not fully recovered, and his mood was even worse.

"I told you that justice will surely defeat evil, and I will personally send you to the Impel City. Now, I have done it!" Faced with King Taklama's vicious gaze, Dolag looked at him calmly. said.

"..."

King Taklama gritted his teeth, but was speechless. Therefore, his mood at this time was extremely complicated. He felt like he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

If he had to describe it simply and clearly, it would probably be that he wanted to yell at Dorag: "You are fucking cheating!!"

But now, this slave king, who was so aggrieved that his lungs were about to burst, could only breathe heavily and say nothing. As for cursing, he had already cursed him on the way here in the past few days. .

He is tired of scolding...

The entire handover process was very smooth, because this time the prisoner had a special identity, and Director Columbus came out to accept it in person. In the team of guards behind him, you could still see the figure of Moonlight Moriah, with his huge size. It is indeed too obvious.

Speaking of Moriah these days, it was really a lot easier, because for some unknown reason a few days ago, the director stopped him from continuing to cut out the shadows of prisoners on the first four floors of the underground, and asked him to put all the shadows back. .

To be honest, he was very angry and unwilling at first. It was the fruit of his hard work for a long time. Now if he was asked to let it all go, wouldn't the previous time have been wasted, and there was still money to be swiped. a feeling of.

Therefore, he immediately responded to the other party's outburst of temper. He did not flinch at all because of the other party's director status, and directly assumed that if he didn't give me an explanation, he would start a fight.

Moonlight Moria's idea is very simple. He promised the World Government to be a jailer here, but he didn't promise not to beat the director, right?

As long as you continue to stay in Impel Down after the beating, the contract has not been broken!

Fortunately, Columbus said to him, who has time to play tricks on you?

The people above have other uses for the prisoners on the first four floors, so they cannot be left without shadows. Furthermore, when are you going to cut off these hundreds of thousands of prisoners?

Not too tired!

When Moonlight Moria thought about it at the time, it really made sense. Although the time before was wasted, wouldn’t it be that the time in the future will be saved!

So he happily accepted this statement, so his current job was to cut the shadows of heavy criminals with bounties of hundreds of millions on the five underground levels of extreme cold hell and the six underground levels of infinite hell. However, the cut shadows required Turn it over and keep it in the director's office on the fourth floor of the scorching hell underground.

This time the workload was greatly reduced, and it was completed in two days. Normally, I only had to patrol back and forth, send some food to my fellow comrades in the prison from time to time, and chat.

The main reason why he followed him out this time was because the 'slave king' King Taklama would be imprisoned in the infinite hell on the sixth floor underground, so he needed to cut out the shadow smoothly.

After the people were handed over to Impel Down City, Dolag turned around and left to report to Malinfando, while King Taklama was directly thrown into 100-degree boiling water for sterilization and disinfection, which is the so-called baptism.

However, with his strength, he could just grit his teeth and get over it, which is equivalent to an ordinary person taking a hot bath, then putting on a uniform zebra pattern prison uniform, and adding a sea tower stone anklet to his feet, etc. After Moria came over with big scissors and cut off the shadow, the basic process was completed.

Finally, he took the internal elevator and was taken directly to the infinite hell at the bottom. Under the watchful eyes of Director Columbus and several jailors behind him, he slowly walked into his own cell.

At this moment, Director Columbus raised his hand and waved, telling the jailers to leave on their own, and then walked into King Taklama's cell.

"You?" The latter turned around and became alert.

Director Columbus chuckled and said, "Don't be nervous, let's have a chat."

"What are you talking about? I remember we didn't know each other before, right?" King Taklama remained vigilant. The former asked with a smile: "Do you feel that there is something missing in our prisoners here?"

King Taklama had a question mark on his head, frowned, and lowered his voice, "What exactly do you want to say?"

In the dark cell, the Slave King and the Director of Impel Down City were facing each other, but the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"I'll give you two choices."

"One, continue to be your prisoner here, and two, follow me out and become a jailer. How about it? It shouldn't be a difficult choice, right?" Director Columbus smiled.

"What?!"

King Taklama was stunned, and suddenly understood what the other party meant before when he said that the prisoners here lacked something.

"You are interested in my pet fruit ability and want me to put pet rings on the prisoners here!"

Director Columbus nodded, "Yes, what is your decision?"

"This is indeed an easy multiple-choice question." King Taklama laughed. Compared to staying in the cell and reading newspapers, it would definitely be more comfortable to move around in the corridor outside.

"I agreed, but should this shadow be returned to me?"

There was no shadow, and he always felt something was wrong. He didn't think Impel Down would cut people's shadows for no reason. There must be some use!

Director Columbus glanced at the empty ground under his feet and said with a smile: "You have to tell your colleague Moonlight Moria about this. After all, he is the shadow fruit capable user."

"Moonlight. Moria..."

The slave king recalled the tall figure that reduced his shadow on the sea, and it seemed that he would find an opportunity to ask.