Sailing: Weapon Fruit, I Rub The Flow Blade With My Hands - Chapter 87
The truth is, the truth is that the truth is not so clear.
“Zeff, although Impel’s sixth prison is not as good as the first five, it also holds at least hundreds of prisoners.”
“The bounty for each prisoner is in the hundreds of millions.”
“Are you trying to tell me that Rosen alone killed the entire Infinite Hell when facing a whole floor of LV6 prisoners?”
After hearing this news from Zefa, Zhan Guo felt his scalp tingling.
This was the news that Doflamingo robbed the Heavenly Gold, which was far from shocking him.
Not even one percent.
“Except for the Devil’s Heir and the Lone Red.”
Zeff added an explanation.
“He did it alone?”
Zhan Guo ignored it and asked again.
“He did it alone.”
Zefa confirmed again.
“Was he injured?”
Zengoku remembered something.
“Unscathed.”
Zefa’s voice disappeared for a few seconds, and then he uttered four words.
“How long has Rosen been in Impel Prison?”
“More than three months, less than four months!”
Zengoku and Kuzan looked at each other, and both read the same idea from each other’s eyes.
That is incredible.
Before entering Impel Prison, Rosen was a freshman who had only attended two days of classes in the Naval Academy.
Today, more than three months after entering Impel Prison, the other party actually slaughtered an entire floor of Infinite Hell by himself.
Moreover, he did not fight alone, but faced all the prisoners of LV6 by himself.
Especially, he was unscathed.
This is the point.
How could Sengoku and Kuzan not feel incredible.
In addition to the admirals of the navy, who else in the headquarters dared to say that they could do this kind of thing?
“How did Rosen do it?”
After a long silence, Zhan Guo finally broke the silence and asked a question that he and Kuzan wanted to know.
Zefa did not speak immediately after hearing this, as if he was organizing his words.
After a while, he slowly spoke, and with his own words, he brought Zhan Guo and Kuzan to the Imper Prison a few hours ago.
…
The fourth floor of Imper.
In the office of the Burning Hell.
“Miss Domino.”
“Thank you for your hospitality during this period of time.”
“But starting tomorrow, you don’t have to prepare breakfast, lunch, and dinner for us.”
Rosen looked at Domino who was cleaning up the tableware, and he said.
“Why? Mr. Rosen.”
“Is the food I prepared not good enough?”
“Tell me, I will change it immediately.”
Domino just cleaned up the tableware in front of Rosen.
As she bent down to pick up the plates and chopsticks on the table, she looked up at Rosen from a close distance, not caring at all that her collar was lowered because of her movements, exposing her dazzling spring scenery to Rosen.
These days, although she did not go in and out of the Infinite Hell with Rosen like Shiliu, she did have many intersections.
Occasionally, from the conversations between Borsalino and Zefa, Domino also clearly realized the horror of Rosen.
Impel LV6, the Infinite Hell that countless prison personnel dared not easily set foot on, was almost flattened by this man.
Being able to witness the birth of such a legend, even if she only played the role of preparing meals, still made her feel like she was participating in history.
“No, you did a great job.”
“I can see that every meal is carefully prepared by you. It is no exaggeration to say that this is the best food I have ever eaten since I came to this world.”
“It’s just that I have been in Impel for a while, and it’s time for me to leave.”
Rosen met Domino’s gaze and shook his head gently.
“Leave get out of class?”
“Mr. Rosen, do you mean to leave Impel?”
Domino heard this and then reacted.
The man in front of him is not a prison officer in Impel, but a military academy student from the Navy Headquarters.
It’s just that because Rosen’s strength is too strong, she always ignores the other party’s identity as a student.
“Yes!”
“It’s time to leave.”
“Speaking of which, I really appreciate your care. If I didn’t eat the food you prepared every day, I guess I really couldn’t stay here for so many months.”
Rosen nodded.
There is nothing in Impel that can keep him here.
Whether it was the prisoners or the sea king meals prepared by Domino, they had almost no effect on his growth.
to any effect.
After all, Impel is a large underwater prison. Even if the prison inmates have good food and accommodation conditions, they are in prison, not a place with birds singing and flowers blooming.
Since he can no longer make progress, Rosen naturally does not want to choose to stay any longer.
“Is that so!”
“In fact, I have always known that Impel is just a small transit station in your life.”
“This place is not your home, the Grand Line is.”
Domino murmured, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and looked at Rosen in front of her.
She was a little dazed. She had seen this face for more than three months in a row, but it was still a little strange.
From the first time the other party set foot in Impel Prison until today, more than three months later, she found that Rosen was changing every day.
At first, his eyebrows were filled with the clarity and immaturity of a military school student.
Later, he gradually developed the majesty and bearing of a king.
Now, every move he makes is full of the momentum of looking down on the world.
Even with a smile on his face and a gentle tone of voice, he still gave people a domineering attitude that looked down on the princes.
“I am just a small deputy warden in Imper.”
“All I can do is help you solve the food problem.”
“So, Mr. Rosen, I can only wish you that after leaving Imper, you will continue to have a prosperous military fortune in the future days of the Grand Line.”
Domino looked at Rosen deeply, then bowed, and her voice revealed a blessing.
“Thank you.”
Rosen was slightly touched when he heard this. He nodded to express his gratitude, then reached out to help Domino up, patted her on the shoulder gently, and then stood up and walked out of the room where he had lived for more than three months, surrounded by Borsalino and Zefa.
“Junior, are you just leaving like that?”
“It’s okay to leave a contact number or something.”
“The headquarters doesn’t actually prohibit the navy and prison staff from having super-friendly relationships.”
Borusalino teased Rosen as he walked.
As a veteran cadre in his forties, how could he not see that Domino had a crush on Rosen.
“You’re single anyway.”
Perhaps because he was about to leave Impel Prison, the always strict Zephyr not only rarely disagreed with Borsalino this time, but even agreed with him.
“I don’t have such an idea for the time being.”
Rosen certainly saw that Domino had a crush on him.
He was not a eunuch, and he had no interest in being a eunuch, but now he had more important things to do.
Even if he wanted a beautiful woman, he had to stand at the top of the sea.
What’s more, Domino was not as fun as rubbing his Zanpakutō.
