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"Resign?"
Iceberg, president of Galley-La Company and concurrently the mayor of Water 7, almost spat out the tea he had just drunk. He looked at his secretary, Kalifa, who had suddenly requested to resign, with disbelief, thinking he had misheard.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Iceberg..."
Wearing a professional suit, revealing her 'S' shaped curves, somewhat fiery, making it hard to look away, Kalifa habitually pushed up her glasses and said with a hint of apology: "The heir to Germa 66, Vinsmoke Judge, once had a great kindness towards me. I cannot refuse his request!"
"Germa 66?"
Iceberg furrowed his brow. Seeing Kalifa's determined attitude, he sighed helplessly: "Alright, you have to think it through yourself. That organization is not to be trifled with!"
He certainly knew what kind of power Germa was.
Although he was a bit worried about Kalifa, he had already been targeted by the World Government. Those government officials had come looking for him countless times over the past 30 years, all for the design blueprints of the ancient weapon 'Pluton' that Mr. Tom had entrusted to him back then.
He truly didn't want to get involved with such an evil organization in this chaotic autumn.
He did not continue to try and persuade her to stay!
After all, Kalifa, in the end, had only been there for two years. She was just a relatively capable secretary, not to mention this was her own choice.
"Thank you for your care these past two years!"
...
The sky darkened.
The entire city of Water 7 gradually quieted down from its bustling state.
A silver-white full moon hung high, its light faintly illuminating the sea.
Several huge War Ships lay horizontally on the sea surface. Their fluttering "66" flags rustled in the wind, somewhat awe-inspiring.
"Shameless bastards, actually using such despicable methods!"
On the leading War Ship, Kalifa gritted her teeth slightly, her delicate eyes fiercely glaring at the exceptionally charismatic, devilishly handsome red-haired man in front of her.
Isabelle stood behind Judge, smiling as she sized up the other party.
She had to admit, that Majesty's gaze was truly penetrating.
This CP9 member, disguised as a secretary, was no less beautiful than the Vinsmoke sisters Reiju and Ichiji. Moreover, her valiant and intelligent aura was truly captivating.
Niji, Yonji, Ichiji, and the others were all assigned by Judge to other War Ships. Currently, besides two to three hundred Germa soldiers, only Judge and she were on the War Ship.
"Oh~~ Don't say that. I'm just using a gentler method to let you enter Germa in a proper and legitimate way..." Judge said with a faint smile, walking up to Kalifa, looking at her still beautiful and captivating, yet somewhat exasperated face: "It's better than one day, Miss Kalifa of CP9, betraying the World Government and being offered a bounty of 1,000,000 Berries, right...?"
"1,000,000 Berries?"
Kalifa almost fainted from anger, and nearly kicked him directly. "Shameless fellow!"
She was indeed enraged by Judge's words, but she was clearly more concerned about another problem.
She, who was proficient in Rokushiki and whose Doriki had exceeded 500, was actually only worth 1,000,000 Berries?
"Hmph!"
With a raise of her right hand, she easily grabbed Kalifa's slender, kicking leg.
"Is this your attitude towards your superior?"
Judge's gaze held a playful glint: "Or, do you want to betray the World Government?"
"If you despise the bounty for being too much, then 100,000 Berries isn't bad either."
Kalifa gritted her teeth in anger. Her pale fingers were about to pierce directly: "Finger Pistol!"
"Ah!!"
But before she could even strike, her entire body seemed to be struck by electricity, almost completely softening.
"Shameless!"
Kalifa was filled with both shame and anger.
Her beautiful face flushed with fury, she glared at Judge, who had already released her and retreated a few meters away, as if spitting fire. She immediately delivered a fierce kick, sweeping it past: "Tempest Kick!"
Whoosh!
The kick created a fierce gust of wind, but before she could truly unleash the full force of the kick, Isabelle beside her moved, and with a thud, she appeared in front of her!
"Hmph!"
In Kalifa's shocked gaze, Isabelle's long, slender leg directly blocked her kick.
"How is that possible! How could...?"
A sharp, stinging pain shot from her right leg. Kalifa couldn't help but gasp, knowing without looking that it must be red and swollen.
"Had enough? Spandam has already given you to His Majesty. You should clearly understand your current situation..."
Isabelle's emerald beautiful eyes met Kalifa's somewhat disbelieving gaze. She said with a slight smile: "If you still don't know your place, don't blame me for having to discipline you on His Majesty's behalf!"
With that, she lightly twirled the whip that had appeared in her right hand at some unknown moment.
The black, long whip, with sharp, dense thorns on it, made 397 people's scalps tingle.
"Hmph..."
Kalifa snorted coldly, then quickly moved away from Isabelle.
She herself was good at using whips, so she naturally knew what kind of effect this thing would have when it hit a person.
She never expected that this beautiful woman, who was no less stunning than herself and even more fiery in body, and whom she had originally thought was just a pretty face, actually possessed such astonishing strength.
"Rokushiki..."
Kalifa had a cold, beautiful face, glaring at Judge opposite her: "Lu(cci) was right back then. You, you truly cannot keep your word!"
Back then, Judge had guaranteed Spandam that he would absolutely not reveal Rokushiki to outsiders.
Although none of them, the CP9 members, would believe this guy's words, they were helpless because the one in charge of CP9 at the time was Spandam.
"I did not fail to keep my word."
Looking at Kalifa's beautiful face, which was as cold as frost, Judge leaned back and sat on the large chair behind him, chuckling indifferently: "Indeed, I promised Spandam back then that I wouldn't spread it to outsiders, but I didn't say I wouldn't spread it to my own people."
"What a truly despicable fellow!"
"Thank you for the compliment..."
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