ryone's surprise, the instigator, Darren, seemed completely unfazed. A charming smile played on his lips as he slowly rose to his feet:"Oh, so it's Major Gion and Major Kageki, all the way from Malin..."Darren, Station Chief!"
A North Sea Naval soldier on duty on the warship deck, upon seeing the arrival of Theron, immediately raised his hand in a salute.
Thank you all for your hard work.
Darren smiled.
Everyone shook their heads and then returned to their posts.
The treatment of the Beihai Navy is unknown to be how much higher than other naval forces of the same rank, let alone in addition to basic military pay, they also have fixed paid holidays, equipped with the finest ordnance and weaponry, and receive top-tier military training from the Beihai's highest levels.
Every single person in the Beihai Navy knows deep down that everything they have is thanks to their Commander.
Darren walked slowly down the gangplank, descending the narrow staircase to the bottom of the hold.
At the bottom of the hold, a makeshift prison had been set up.
The commander of the Germa 66, Vinsmoke Judge, is imprisoned here.
Seeing that damned Marine arrive, Smoker struggled frantically, his body bound in iron, even his mouth sealed shut. His eyes bulged with bloodshot veins, and he let out incoherent sounds.
If looks could kill, his furious and venomous glare right now would have killed Darren a hundred times over.
Darren waved his hand casually.
The steel block that had been clamping Winston Smoak's mouth flew out into the air.
The former immediately roared with fury:
"You, you damned Marine brat!! You dare imprison this old man!! You've gone too far as the North Sea Fleet Commander!!"
"The Germa Kingdom is a member state of the World Government!! You're done for—"
His voice abruptly stopped, his pupils contracting.
A sharp steel bar suddenly twisted out of the cell, piercing the air and hovering steadily between his eyebrows.
In Vincent Smog's gaze, the tip of the steel bar shimmered with a chilling cold under the flickering light of the torch, like a venomous snake poised to strike.
"Are you done talking"
Darren smiled faintly.
Vince Moke Gargiatta gritted his teeth.
It seems we've said enough.
Darren was pleased with his reaction, he twitched his finger and the viper-like steel rod slowly retracted.
"Vince Smoker, you're right. The Germa Kingdom is a member state of the World Government. According to Marine discipline, this operation would indeed cause me quite a bit of trouble."
Darren pulled out a cigar, bit it between his teeth and lit it.
"But you forgot one thing..."
He looked at Beihai, the once-feared "overlord," who now looked as pathetic as a dead dog, with a smirk.
You cannot represent the Kingdom of Jerma.
Upon hearing Darren's words, Vince Smoak Gatch felt a jolt in his heart. He said menacingly but weakly:
"What do you mean! I am the head of the Vinsmoke Family and the King of the Germa Kingdom, how can I not represent the Germa Kingdom!"
“No, no, no,” Darren scoffed. “You still don’t get it.”
He slowly exhaled a plume of smoke.
"This time, I seem to have killed quite a few of Germa 66's soldiers, but you and I both know that they were just clones. As long as you have enough time and resources, it won't be long before you can create them again."
"At the end of the day, clone soldiers are not human beings, just weapons."
"And most importantly..."
"The World Government doesn't care about the lives of its member nations. The Five Elders don't care, and the Celestial Dragons care even less."
What they care about is whether the member states of their alliance can regularly pay them the "sky money" they need.
As long as the Germa Kingdom can pay their tribute on time, the bigwigs won't care who sits on the throne. It's not like they'd be concerned with whether it was you, Ven SmogGacchi.
Vince Smoak's face suddenly turned white.
"Well, it seems you're starting to understand my point."
Darren raised his hand.
The iron "cage" that held Vincent Smoke Gage apart suddenly bloomed like flowers, while twisted metal behind Darren coalesced into an iron chair.
Although Vince Smoak Gatch was now "free", he didn't angrily attack Darren. Instead, his face was ashen as he stood there.
He was well aware that without his battle suit, he would be no match for this man.
Darren sat slowly in the steel chair, smoking a cigar, and smiled faintly:
"I believe that other nobles in the Kingdom of Germa would be interested in the position of King, and they would certainly want you dead here, never to appear again, wouldn't they"
Vincent Mock Gatch went silent, his face turning an ugly shade of gray.
He knows that Darren is right.
The Germa Kingdom has a long history, and besides the Vinsmoke family, there are also many big and small noble families.
After leaving the research team and returning to Germa, he seized control of the Germa Kingdom with his advanced technology weapons. The bloodshed involved need not be elaborated upon.
...in the process, he also carried out a purge against other nobles in the Germa Kingdom.
But he couldn't kill all of those nobles.
One can imagine that those fellows would be quite happy to die at the hands of these sailors.
"You dare not kill me."
Vincent Smoak spoke in a raspy voice.
Darren smiled.
"I'll admit that, after all, you are the king of a member nation, while I am merely a humble naval captain."
"But, I could turn you over to the World Government."
"As a scientist with powerful research and development capabilities who previously worked on the mAdS team with Dr. Vegapunk, I believe the government side should be very satisfied with my actions."
Vincent Smoak's face turned pale.
"What do you know!"
He had finally managed to escape the pursuit of World Government agents, avoiding capture and becoming their research subject.
How could this little naval brat know about such a secret affair!
Darren smiled.
"I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry about it."
You only need to know one thing.
"Cooperate with me, and you can continue to reign as your king and commander unharmed. Perhaps when I am in a better mood, I might even help you achieve your ambition of 'ruling the North Sea'."
Or perhaps, trying to rebel against me.
“I will hand you over to the World Government and then foster another nobleman as king in Germa... As long as the Celestial Dragon fund of the Germa Kingdom increases by 20%, I believe that not only will the government not hold me accountable, but they may even publicly commend me...”
As soon as the words left his lips, Vincent Smoker, Gacchi fell into a long silence. His expression became unreadable.
Darren wasn't in a hurry either.
He was just puffing away on his cigar.
He knows this person's character well.
Ambitious and arrogant.
Is it to fight for face even at the cost of one's life, or to lose freedom and power...
Darren believes Vince Smoak-Gatch will make the right choice.
After half a minute,
Vincent Smoak Gaetz raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and hissed:
What do you want
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···o remind you, high-tech weapons are not cheap.Darren lit a cigar and smiled, waving his hand."Money is no object, let's open it up."Then Vince Smokes Gatch beckoned the cloned soldiers forward. The so...