Chapter 7: You've Really Screwed Us Over!
Faced with the aggressive attitude of the Sabaody Bank manager,
Nami fired right back—she wasn't someone to be messed with. Her pretty face darkened as she snapped.
Then she flashed the deposit certificate, careful not to hand it over.
This bank clearly had "black shop" vibes and was obviously biased against pirates.
"How much are you withdrawing?"
"All of it."
"Let me see the amount on that certificate."
The manager's face twisted in displeasure.
But after a moment's thought, he decided there was no point starting a fight with the currently hot Straw Hat crew.
If it was a small sum, just let them take it and be done.
However—
when he finally saw the amount and the special Sabaody Bank seal,
his breathing hitched.
Nearly 10 million Berries?!
"Pirate lady, you're not joking, right?"
His face turned sinister, voice dripping with threat.
Ten million wasn't astronomical, but it was far from pocket change.
On Sabaody, you could buy a top-grade beautiful slave for under a million.
Ten million could get you ten premium maids!
"What's that supposed to mean? You refusing to pay out?"
Seeing the manager stall and turn openly hostile—like he was planning to rob her—
Rock stepped forward, shielding Nami behind him.
Nami quietly pulled out her Baby Den Den Mushi, ready to call the crew if things went south.
"And who the hell are you? Another Straw Hat?"
The manager's tone weakened the moment Rock loomed over him.
Rock's tall, muscular frame radiated natural pressure just by standing there.
"I'm the owner of this certificate. Pay out. Now. Immediately."
Rock's eyes were cold. He didn't want to waste more time here.
If he was right,
X Drake had already contacted Marine HQ about him.
Drake was publicly a Supernova, but secretly a SWORD operative with direct lines to Headquarters.
"You're the owner? Douglas D. Rock… that name sounds familiar…"
The manager squinted at the signature—then it clicked.
"It really is you! Traitor Colonel Douglas D. Rock—100 million Berry bounty!"
Suddenly, the manager looked like he'd struck gold, pointing and sneering triumphantly.
Jackpot!
This bounty was special—two explicit notes:
[1. Subject heavily poisoned, strength greatly reduced—easy to capture alive!]
[2. Deliver alive to World Government or Marine HQ → bounty doubled!]
"Men! Grab this Marine traitor and the little thief-cat Nami! We're rich today!"
No hesitation.
The second he confirmed Rock's identity, the manager dropped all pretense and ordered Nami taken too.
Sure, it might piss off the Straw Hats.
But if he played dumb, what could they do?
Marineford was right next door!
At his command,
over a hundred armed guards poured in, surrounding Rock and Nami.
"Damn it, this bank has no honor!"
Nami tensed, gripping her Clima-Tact, standing back-to-back with Rock.
"Poor little thief-cat, 'honor' isn't something we waste on pirates! Hahaha!"
"Take them both!"
The manager smirked arrogantly, completely confident.
World Government and Marine HQ had openly stated Rock was crippled by poison.
Even if he wasn't, a lone ex-Colonel couldn't possibly beat a hundred elite guards.
As for Nami?
16 million Berry bounty pirates were a dime a dozen here. She was just the Straw Hats' navigator—her bounty was mostly guilt by association.
Two people versus his hundred trained killers?
He was already picturing the payout.
Oh, and that nearly 10 million on the certificate? His too. Heh.
"Rock, hold them off a bit—I'm calling Luffy and Zoro!"
With enemies swarming, even Nami felt nervous.
These guards were clearly a cut above regular thugs.
Sure, Rock had shown insane swordsmanship against the Flying Fish Riders,
but she still couldn't tell how bad his condition really was.
If he was just pushing through and collapsed…
they'd lose the money and him.
"No need, Nami. Calling backup now? I'd look pretty pathetic."
"I've got this. Just wait a sec."
Rock smiled, stopping her from dialing.
Then he drew Undead from his hip, pointing the tip straight at the manager's throat.
He didn't even glance at the hundred charging guards.
"Heh, still trying to show off for the girl? No Marine authority, body wrecked by poison—what are you supposed to be?!"
The manager laughed mockingly.
In his eyes, Rock was a trapped rat pretending to be a tiger.
But one second later—
that laugh froze solid on his face.
Because Rock vanished.
Not just from the manager's sight—
the hundred guards, even Nami, blinked in confusion.
Nami, standing closest, only felt a gust whip past her cheek before Rock disappeared.
Swish—
The next instant,
Rock reappeared half a meter in front of the manager—
Undead pressed perfectly against the man's neck.
Dead silence across the bank.
The manager was utterly paralyzed, eyes filled with pure terror.
Rokushiki – Soru!
Wasn't he supposed to be poisoned?!
Even Soru shouldn't be that fast!
And then—
as Rock stood before him,
all one hundred guards began dropping unconscious, one after another.
Conqueror's Haki!
Only then did the manager realize—
he hadn't kicked an iron plate.
He'd kicked titanium.
This wasn't some crippled traitor.
This was a monster.
World Government… Marine HQ…
You've really screwed us over!
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