One Piece : Admiral Falcon is Pissed off again today!

"Father, where are we?"

"Charlos, this is Sabaody Archipelago. Though it's the filthy lower world where common trash lives, it's also where we get our slaves."

"Slaves? I want new slaves!" The three-year-old Charlos bore the idiotic face typical of inbred Celestial Dragons, his obese features the perfect stereotype of Celestial Dragons.

"I haven't gotten new slaves in two months!"

"Exactly! That's why we're here personally—to see why those lowlifes aren't supplying more slaves!"

Roswald snorted.

If slave traders truly vanished, he'd capture slaves himself!

After all, Sabaody never lacked potential slave fodder among its wretched populace.

"Honorable ones, this way please."

Two attendant officials bowed as they led the Celestial Dragons forward.

Sweat poured down their faces, they wiped their brows every few steps.

They were following the route Michael had designed for the Celestial Dragons' procession.

But surrounded by CP0 agents and God's Knights, their nerves frayed.

Even if the assassins were those legendary figures, could they really succeed?

If they failed, would they be exposed?

"S-should we report this to the God's Knights instead?"

"Damn it! If you want to die, don't drag me into it! At this point, that's just suicide!"

The hushed whispers between the two subordinates, though extremely quiet, still alerted the God's Knights.

This organization responsible for the Judgement and protection of the Celestial Dragons was also composed of elite Celestial Dragons themselves.

Unlike trash like Rosward, they often inherited the superior genes of the Twenty Founding Kings, possessing formidable combat strength.

Especially in their heightened state of alert, overhearing the low murmurs of their guide officers wasn't difficult at all.

"You two, what are you talking about?"

"Is there something you'd like to share?"

From among the God's Knights, a black-haired woman suddenly appeared behind them.

Though her tone was soft, it carried an unmistakable killing intent.

"N-no, Lord, we have nothing to report. We were just concerned the journey might be tiring for you all."

"Y-yes... he's right."

The two officers swallowed hard, stammering their replies.

Though the woman was strikingly beautiful, they dared not entertain any thoughts.

This was a member of the God's Knights—the Celestial Dragons' elite!

These were... cold-blooded killers!

Yet the next moment, the officers' vision suddenly tilted as they found themselves falling towards the ground.

Only then did they realize...

They were dead.

Their heads had been severed at some unknown moment.

The woman wiped her longsword clean, a disdainful sneer curling her lips.

Then she turned to address the other God's Knights.

"Possible ambush ahead. Escort everyone back the way we came!"

She needed neither evidence nor orders from the Celestial Dragons they protected.

This expedition was actually under the God's Knights' command.

Now she believed these guide officers had betrayed them, revealing their route.

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"That's the situation. The enemy's target is clearly you, Rosward-sama, so you'll be returning to the ship now."

"What do you mean? How dare anyone threaten a Celestial Dragon?!"

Rosward had barely gotten halfway through his retort when something warm and sticky splashed across his face.

The very God's Knight who'd been giving orders moments ago now lay headless before him.

A seemingly worn-out longsword had mercilessly cleaved through the black-haired woman's neck.

Her eyes were wide with disbelief.

She was supposed to be the one doing the beheading...

She remembered how exhilarating it felt slaughtering people freely at God Valley...

So this was the pain of being slain.

She struggled to see her killer and in her final fading moments of consciousness, she finally recognized that face.

Seventeen years ago at God Valley, she'd seen this man before.

The Dark King Rayleigh... the right hand of the Pirate King.

"Rayleigh, you really have no sense of chivalry towards ladies, do you?"

Gaban charged towards the CP0 agents and remaining God's Knights, twin axes in hand.

He couldn't resist teasing Rayleigh as he passed.

"These are Celestial Dragons..." Rayleigh shook his head, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Both mortal enemies and sworn foes—how could chivalry apply?"

With just a glare, his Conqueror's Haki erupted, engulfing the entire battlefield.

The most efficient method of clearing out the trash in the entire One Piece World—aside from CP0 and the God's Knights—all the Celestial Dragons faint with their eyes rolling back.

Rayleigh stepped over the unconscious, white-eyed Rosward and charged towards the CP0 and God's Knights who were being held single-handedly by Gaban.

Not a single one of them would be left alive.

Though he personally agreed with the sentiment, this wasn't actually his idea.

It was Michael's demand.

When it came to dealing with Celestial Dragons, that man was nothing short of the most terrifying demon.

"Rayleigh! Gaban!"

"They're subordinates of the Pirate King, Gold Roger!"

One of the CP0 agents shouted before frantically retreating, pulling out a Den Den Mushi mid-escape to report this information to the Five Elders.

But the moment the call connected, a slender glowing leg entered his vision, rapidly closing in.

The next instant, he was sent flying.

"Hello?"

On the other end of the line, the voice of Ethanbaron V. Nasujuro had just sounded when Gloriosa crushed the Den Den Mushi with her foot.

"CP0… you really are the Celestial Dragons' loyal dogs, aren't you? You had a hand in the fall of the Rocks Pirates too, didn't you?"

Gloriosa chuckled lightly before grabbing the CP0 agent by the hair and hurling him back into the fray.

Three God's Knights and nine CP0 agents.

Against the three pirates led by Rayleigh, they seemed utterly powerless.

Even if some among them were as strong as elite vice admirals… It wasn't enough.

Even the weakest among them, Gloriosa, far surpassed that level.

The battle ended swiftly.

After all, Rayleigh's Conqueror's Haki had spared them the trouble of killing this immortal pigs.

By the time Rayleigh cut down the last of the God's Knights, Michael finally made his appearance.

Surveying the gruesome battlefield, both Gaban and Gloriosa bore traces of the fight.

But Rayleigh looked as relaxed as an old man out for a stroll.

…Except for the blood-dripping sword in his hand.

"Alright, now it's these pigs' turn."

"Let's go. Morgans has already made the preparations."

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