One Piece: From Ninja To Pirates

After experiencing multiple deaths and pursuits, Meiser led Borsalino and the others to a location far beyond Mary Geoise.

Below the Red Line... was the Calm Belt!!

"Huff... huff..."

Meiser leaned against a massive boulder with his right hand, breathing heavily, his expression noticeably paler than before.

Seeing this, a complex emotion flickered in Borsalino’s eyes.

He knew this young man, who had dared to charge into Mary Geoise alone, had reached the end of the road.

"The last resurrection took four and a half minutes," Saint Sommers said, grinning as he held a pocket watch. "How long will the next one take?"

At this moment, Saint Sommers laughed without restraint.

"Maybe he can’t resurrect anymore," Saint Rimoshifu said with a smile.

After being killed so many times by them, this guy should have reached his limit, so he believed the other party no longer had the ability to resurrect.

"You’re wrong about that!"

Meiser, having steadied his breathing, sneered, "My ability is far more powerful than you imagine!"

In response, Saint Rimoshifu merely scoffed and said nothing more.

At that moment, Gunko summoned several arrowheads, infusing them with Haki.

Then, Gunko said coldly, "Why waste words on him? Just kill him!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gunko immediately launched her attack.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

A barrage of Haki-infused arrowheads mercilessly struck Meiser!

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

In the blink of an eye, Meiser was pierced through like a sieve!

"Hmm?"

Seeing Meiser’s condition, a strange glint flashed in Saint Sommers’ eyes.

Was this... had he lost even the strength to fight back?

Glancing at Meiser, who had been killed by Gunko, Saint Rimoshifu said, "Is he really dead this time?"

To be killed without even being able to fight back... it suggested this person might have exhausted his stamina!

"Perhaps."

Saint Shamrock spoke up, "But to avoid any surprises, let’s wait and see."

As he spoke, Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Sommers, signaling him to keep track of the time.

Saint Sommers nodded, holding his pocket watch and starting to time.

Just then, the sound of a Den Den Mushi came from Saint Shamrock’s chest.

"Buro buro buro~"

"Buro buro buro~"

"Buro buro buro~"

"Hmm?"

Hearing the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock instinctively frowned, clearly not expecting anyone to contact him at this moment.

Pulling out the Den Den Mushi, Saint Shamrock said, "This is Saint Shamrock."

"This is Saint Saturn."

Hearing it was one of the Five Elders, Saint Shamrock’s frown eased, and he replied, "What is it?"

"How is the situation on your end?" Saint Saturn inquired. "Have you eliminated the Blood-Eyed Ninja?"

Since these individuals had already left Mary Geoise, they couldn’t use Observation Haki to ascertain their situation, so they needed to ask.

Saint Shamrock glanced at Meiser, who was pierced full of holes like a strainer, and said, "He was killed by Gunko again, but it’s uncertain whether he’s truly dead this time."

Although the time it took for him to revive was getting longer, who could say for sure if this guy was really dead?

So Saint Shamrock couldn’t make a definitive conclusion.

"Then let’s observe for now," Saint Saturn said.

Saint Shamrock: ...

So this old man’s purpose in calling was just for this?

Was he too idle?

Just as Saint Shamrock was about to say something, Saint Warcury’s voice came through the Den Den Mushi.

"Saint Rimoshifu is with you, right?"

Saint Shamrock glanced at Saint Rimoshifu upon hearing this, and the latter immediately understood, leaning in to say, "He’s here."

"Good that he’s there."

Saint Rimoshifu: ???

Hearing this, several question marks popped up in Saint Rimoshifu’s head—what did the other mean by that?

"Use your Devil Fruit ability to create a camera and take a photo of the deceased Blood-Eyed Ninja," Saint Warcury said. "We need his picture for the newspaper."

His Devil Fruit ability allowed him to materialize things from dreams, so creating a camera wasn’t a problem.

"That’s not an issue, but why the urgency?" Saint Rimoshifu asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wouldn’t it be the same to take the photo after they killed the Blood-Eyed Ninja and brought him back? Was it necessary to make a special call?

Saint Rimoshifu didn’t quite understand the other’s reasoning.

"Because there have been some developments," Saint Warcury said gravely.

At these words, the expressions of those present changed.

Could it be that this Blood-Eyed Ninja had left some contingency plan in the Holy Land?

"What happened?" Saint Shamrock inquired.

"Just now, we received this issue’s newspaper," Saint Warcury said. "And this issue carries news about the Blood-Eyed Ninja’s invasion of our Holy Land!"

God’s Knights members: !!!

Hearing Saint Warcury’s words, the pupils of Saint Shamrock and the others contracted to the extreme.

The battle had only happened yesterday, and the news was out today?

How could this be?

"Why is this happening?" Saint Rimoshifu said with a grim expression. "Could it be... that someone informed that birdman about the events in the Holy Land as early as yesterday?"

Otherwise, the newspaper couldn’t have been published so quickly! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Most likely, the Blood-Eyed Ninja delivered the information to the World Economic Journal himself," Saint Nusjuro said.

Hearing Saint Nusjuro’s words, their faces grew even darker.

That birdman was truly seeking death!

Meanwhile, Borsalino, who had remained silent until now, showed a thoughtful expression.

Could it be... that this Blood-Eyed Ninja had conspired with Morgans long ago?

So, publishing this news was this man’s ultimate goal?

Glancing at the man lying motionless on the ground, Borsalino fell into deep thought.

After a moment of silence, Saint Shamrock looked up and said, "So to minimize the impact of this incident, we need to release the news of the Blood-Eyed Ninja’s death, correct?"

"Exactly!"

Saint Nusjuro nodded. "This is already the best solution."

Releasing the news that the mastermind behind this incident had been killed would minimize the impact to the greatest extent possible!

"Can’t we just recall the newspapers?" Saint Rimoshifu inquired.

"If that were truly possible, would I even be discussing this with you?" Saint Nusjuro replied helplessly.

Of course, they wanted to recall the newspapers, but the problem was... it simply couldn’t be done!

Once the newspapers were distributed, even that birdman couldn’t recall the News Birds!

Saint Rimoshifu: ...

That seemed right.

Then he said, "Alright, I understand. Leave it to me."

Using the power of the Devil Fruit to create a camera wasn’t particularly difficult for him.

As long as he hypnotized his companion, he could retrieve the camera from the dream.

"Leave it to you."

Click~

After hanging up, Saint Nusjuro turned his gaze to the others and said, "Now we just have to wait for them to return.

Once they bring back the person and the photo, we can use the Fax Transponder Snail to send the photo to Morgans. Then he can publish a newspaper that satisfies us.

At that time... the impact of this incident can be minimized!"

"With this newspaper, the impact should be reduced," Saint Saturn said.

"Indeed."

"However... those slaves also need to be dealt with," Saint Mars thought for a moment and said. "Otherwise, they might spread unfavorable news about us."

"Of course we must deal with them!" Saint Shepherd said without hesitation. "They must die!"

How dare they escape after becoming slaves of the Celestial Dragons... they deserve to die!

"Then send people to pursue them immediately," Saint Warcury said.

With that, he summoned the guards outside and issued the order to capture those slaves.

He instructed the Marines and CP members to cooperate in apprehending those individuals.

"Yes!"

The guard who received the order immediately turned and left without hesitation.

Watching him depart, Saint Saturn frowned and said, "Can the Marines spare the manpower at this time?"

Having just experienced the Summit War, the Marines were currently severely weakened.

"What’s there to spare or not spare," Saint Warcury said calmly. "Just temporarily ignore those lowlifes."

Although due to Whitebeard’s influence, more pirates had suddenly emerged on the seas, and more islands were being conquered,

but... so what?

How could the lives of mere lowlifes compare to the dignity of the Celestial Dragons!

"That’s true."

After a moment of consideration, the other four agreed with Saint Warcury’s view.

After all, to them, the dignity of the Celestial Dragons was the most important!

"Alright, you can begin now."

After handing the pocket watch to Gunko beside him, Saint Sommers looked at Saint Rimoshifu and said, "I’m ready."

Familiar with Saint Rimoshifu’s Devil Fruit ability, he knew exactly how to cooperate with him at this moment.

So he openly spread his arms, waiting for the other to unleash his ability.

Saint Rimoshifu nodded, then without hesitation activated his Devil Fruit Ability.

"Deep Sleep Beam!"

"Bzzz~"

A pale golden beam shot from Saint Rimoshifu’s hand, accurately landing on Saint Sommers.

The next moment, Saint Sommers felt a terrifying drowsiness wash over him, then his eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground.

"Huff... huff..."

Saint Sommers began snoring with snot bubbles, clearly having fallen into deep sleep.

"That’s more like it."

Looking at Saint Sommers who had been instantly knocked out by him, Saint Rimoshifu showed a satisfied expression.

Then, holding a fork, he approached Saint Sommers and used his ability to materialize Saint Sommers’ dream.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the strange cloud mass emerging above Saint Sommers’ head, a peculiar light appeared in Borsalino’s eyes.

Was this the dream Saint Sommers was having now?

What was Saint Rimoshifu planning to do?

Just as Borsalino was puzzled, Saint Rimoshifu channeled his ability into his arm and reached out to touch the strange cloud mass.

Then, Saint Rimoshifu’s hand grabbed the camera within the cloud!

Borsalino: !!!

Watching Saint Rimoshifu use his ability to extract a camera from Saint Sommers’ dream, Borsalino’s eyes immediately showed shock.

"Can he even do something like this?"

Creating something from nothing?

This was truly astonishing!

"Of course, this isn’t difficult for me," Saint Rimoshifu said.

Hearing Saint Rimoshifu’s words, Borsalino fell silent for a moment, then murmured to himself: ’No wonder this guy could create those Nightmare Creatures before...

Those things must have been extracted from nightmares!

Truly worthy of a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit - the ability is indeed formidable.

Given enough time, he could probably create an immortal army!’

Thinking this, Borsalino fell into deep contemplation.

Meanwhile, Saint Rimoshifu deactivated his Devil Fruit Ability at this moment, waking Saint Sommers from his deep sleep state.

"Pop~"

The snot bubble suddenly burst, and Saint Sommers shuddered awake.

After coming to, he first looked around somewhat confused, then as if remembering something, turned to Saint Rimoshifu and asked: "Is it done?"

"It’s done."

Saint Rimoshifu showed Saint Sommers what he held in his hand, then turned and walked toward Meiser.

After reaching Meiser’s side, Saint Rimoshifu began setting up the camera, intending to take a photo of him here.

"I didn’t expect you to know how to handle this thing too," Saint Sommers remarked with some emotion.

"I know many things," Saint Rimoshifu said.

Although he was a Celestial Dragon and didn’t need to take photos personally... occasionally he would fiddle with things that only lower-class people handled, so he gradually learned.

"Alright, I’ll leave it to you then," Saint Sommers nodded.

Then, he turned his gaze to Gunko and asked: "How much time has passed?"

Hearing this, Gunko glanced at the pocket watch in her hand and said: "Almost four minutes."

"Four minutes, huh." Saint Sommers stroked his chin. "Based on the previous pattern, if this guy revives again it should take about five minutes."

Hearing Saint Sommers’ words, everyone turned their attention to Meiser.

They were very curious whether this man could revive again. "One minute is enough time for me to take photos," Saint Rimoshifu muttered.

While saying this, he positioned his camera and took several photos of Meiser lying on the ground.

After completing this task, Saint Rimoshifu removed the film from the camera and tucked it into his chest pocket, planning to develop the photos later.

"I’m done here."

After casually tossing the camera aside, Saint Rimoshifu said, "These few photos will be sufficient."

Saint Shamrock nodded upon hearing this, then turned his gaze to Meiser and said, "Well... now we’ll see whether this guy is truly dead or just pretending!"