One Piece : Admiral Falcon is Pissed off again today!

The establishment of the Cross Guild was naturally Michael's idea.

At this time, Rayleigh and Gaban, who hadn't completely given up on life yet, joined without hesitation after hearing Michael's proposal.

In the manga, Buggy, Crocodile and Mihawk formed the Cross Guild to place bounties on Marines.

So, wasn't it just as reasonable for him to establish the Cross Guild and place bounties on the Celestial Dragons and World Government officials?

"Tsk tsk tsk, turns out even Celestial Dragons cry and piss themselves when they're about to die."

"Morgans, the way you smile while filming executions makes you look like a deranged serial killer..."

"Not as deranged as you, Michael."

"I'm just taking out the trash" Michael said, patting Morgans on the shoulder.

"No need to thank me."

Morgans shook his head.

This time, he participated in Michael's plan willingly.

As a journalist, he had been threatened by the Celestial Dragons and the World Government more than once.

Now, seeing those pigs suffer, he couldn't be happier.

With the abilities of Rayleigh, Gaban and Gloriosa, killing a few Celestial Dragons wasn't much trouble.

Soon, the ground was littered with the corpses of Celestial Dragons.

But…

One remained.

Charlos, the three-year-old idiot son of Rosward.

"Michael, this is the last one" Gaban said, glancing at Gloriosa and Rayleigh before gritting his teeth and stepping forward.

"If they can't bring themselves to kill a child, then let me do it."

"Gaban, you've already done enough."

Michael shook his head and lifted Charlos from the ground.

Charlos seemed utterly petrified by the scene before him—barely breathing, his eyes were bloodshot.

Michael's actions secretly relieved Rayleigh and the others.

Killing Celestial Dragons brought them no psychological burden—in fact, it even gave them a sense of satisfaction.

But facing a three-year-old child, even if he was a Celestial Dragon, they found it hard to kill him.

Though the Celestial Dragons had slaughtered countless innocent children, that didn't mean they would stoop to their level and abandon their own humanity.

Seeing their expressions, Michael's lips curled slightly.

He stopped Gaban not to save Charlos, but to ensure these pirates didn't completely lose their humanity.

As for Charlos… He had another purpose.

After all, a pig meant for slaughter should be kept until the right time…

Right?

***

After finishing the recording, Morgans immediately returned to his headquarters with all his equipment.

In the coming days, he would make thousands of copies of the footage and anonymously distribute them to every influential figure he could think of.

Meanwhile, Michael who was carrying Charlos along with Rayleigh, Gaban and Gloriosa, circled halfway across the sea, evading two rounds of Marine patrols before arriving at the massive ship used by the Celestial Dragons for travel.

At this moment, the entire Sabaody Archipelago was under intense search operations.

Under the leadership of Vice Admiral Gion, the Marine had begun focusing their surveillance and search efforts on the areas where the Celestial Dragons had disappeared.

"Tsk tsk, you Marines really are obedient, huh? Barely any time has passed since they went missing, and you've practically locked down the entire Sabaody Archipelago" Gloriosa remarked, her tone laced with sarcasm.

Stereotypes weren't something that could be overturned with just a few words.

Especially for those who had witnessed the horrors of God Valley firsthand.

But Michael simply shrugged nonchalantly and grinned.

"Just going through the motions. This level of effort is nothing compared to when Gion and I carried out the Sabaody Purge."

"The Sabaody Purge—Shakky mentioned that to me. Quite bold, and the methods were… effective" Rayleigh said, walking over with Gaban from the other side of the ship.

"We've searched the other half and dealt with all the remaining guards."

"I know you might call the methods of the purge 'sleazy' or 'shameless'—and honestly, I feel the same way." Michael's smile took on a sly edge.

"Remember, I'm no saint. If our paths ever diverge to the point of irreconcilable differences, I won't hesitate to kill you."

Michael made no attempt to hide his true nature, but it was precisely because he laid everything out so bluntly that Rayleigh and the others skipped past any doubts and went straight to weighing the pros and cons of joining him.

"Now, you spared this little Celestial Dragon and brought us onto their ship. What shady scheme are you cooking up this time?"

Facing Gloriosa question, Michael nodded.

"You know me too well, Gloriosa-san."

He gestured to the massive ship and said.

"What do you think of this vessel as a base of operations for the Cross Guild?"

"And I assume you've already searched the mobile treasury onboard? The Celestial Dragons came here for vacation and wasting money—they must've brought plenty of treasure, right?"

Rayleigh froze, then glanced around again.

This ship as the Cross Guild's base?

It was definitely safer than setting up on some random island!

As for the treasury...

"In all my years of treasure hunting with Roger, we never amassed anything close to this much!"

"Hahaha, no kidding!" Michael laughed at Rayleigh's stunned expression.

"You think you can compare your treasure-hunting income to the Celestial Dragons, who control the world's economy and are fed by the entire world? What gave you that confidence?"

"Ahem!" Rayleigh coughed to cover his earlier lapse.

"Anyway, by my rough estimate, it's worth at least five billion Berries."

"Five billion... Yeah, that's more than enough to get the Cross Guild started."

Michael nodded with a grin.

"Alright, no time to waste. You all should take this treasure-laden ship and vanish into the Grand Line."

For once, Gloriosa didn't mock him but raised a practical concern.

"...This ship is still within the Marine's surveillance range, you know!"

Rayleigh and Gaban both turned to Michael.

After just a few interactions, they'd already started instinctively looking to him for guidance.

"That? Easy."

As he spoke, Michael lifted the limp Charlos in his hand.

"Time for this.... thing to make its grand entrance."

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