"Yes!"
Kouta put down his gourd and met Garp's gaze for a moment before nodding.
"When my will surpasses this sea, surpasses this world, then the sea, of course, will not dare to be presumptuous before me."
Kouta said it lightly, but he knew that to reach his level, there was no one in this world who could.
Shanks might be able to, but only potentially.
Of course, there was also an unknown Im who might be able to.
As for Garp.
Staring into Garp's eyes, a hint of amusement appeared in Kouta's azure pupils.
"There is actually Conqueror's Haki."
"Are you underestimating me? You didn't use it in our last fight."
With the old man's strength to chase Roger all over the world, and the bloodline theory, it was understandable that he had Conqueror's Haki. The reason he didn't use it last time was probably because its power was too great, and on a densely populated island like Sabaody Archipelago, he couldn't unleash it.
Shaking his head, Kouta no longer paid attention to the old man's youthful passion. He stood up, his gaze fixed on the black dot that appeared in the distance, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
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...
Impel Down.
On the wide platform in front of the massive prison gates.
"Are they here?"
Staring at the warships and the Freedom, which were rapidly approaching side by side on the horizon, Shiliew of the Rain, the chief jailer of Impel Down's lowest level, Level 6, who had not yet been granted a suspended sentence, had a bloodthirsty red glint in his eyes.
Clenching the hilt of his famous sword "Kirisame" at his waist, Shiliew of the Rain, under the brim of his hat, had a sinister smile on his lips as he chewed on a cigar.
This made him look inherently evil.
In contrast, the true strongest person in Impel Down at the moment, the warden of Impel Down, a stern-faced middle-aged man who looked like a demon, standing at the forefront of the crowd, gave a sense of reliability and security.
"Warden, why do you think Silver Hair is here?"
To Magellan's right, a beauty wearing reddish-brown glasses, with a hat covering her right eye and long, golden, curly hair, looked at the Freedom with confusion.
"I don't know."
Magellan's stern face also held a hint of doubt.
"No matter what his purpose is, coming here, it can only be for the prisoners here."
Magellan clenched his fist, and a puff of purple mist appeared above his head.
"No matter how strong Silver Hair is, if he wants to take someone from Impel Down, he won't find it easy."
He didn't say Silver Hair *couldn't* take someone away, because he knew he couldn't stop him.
Didn't the Marines, knowing Silver Hair was coming, personally send Marine Hero Garp, as well as Admirals Aokiji and Kizaru?
Garp and the Admirals did not stop Silver Hair; they even passed through the Gate of Justice with him. Although he, the warden of Impel Down, was confident, he was not confident enough to truly have the strength of an Admiral.
Looking at the purple mist wafting from Magellan's head, everyone on the platform subconsciously pulled out gas masks and put them on.
"Magellan, you'd better stop Silver Hair, then I can become the Warden..."
Just then, a man with a bare upper body, a belly like a demon's, brow ridges extending outwards like horns, a pharaoh's false beard, a yellow and green pharaoh's headdress, and hair emerging from the headdress, looking like a grotesque man, rested his right hand on a giant trident and spoke his inner thoughts aloud.
"Vice Warden, Vice Warden..."
Seeing Hannybal about to speak again, the beautiful woman behind him, with curly blonde hair, bangs covering her eyes, wearing white earrings shaped like candles, and a pink tight leather outfit and spiked high heels, had to interrupt Hannybal's daydream.
"Your ambition is showing."
"Showing?"
Hannybal was startled and quickly covered his mouth with his hand, then cautiously glanced at Magellan. Seeing that Magellan was not paying attention to him, he lowered his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
The five top officials of Impel Down were standing here.
Warden: Magellan, user of the Doku Doku no Mi.
Vice Warden: Hannybal.
Chief Jailer: Shiliew of the Rain, swordsman.
Deputy Chief Jailer: Domino.
Head Jailer: Sadi.
All the important figures of Impel Down, without exception, had come to the prison gates to await Silver Hair.
Soon, the Freedom and the warships arrived at the gates of Impel Down and docked at the outer harbor.
"They're here."
As they watched the silver-haired youth disembark from the Freedom, everyone standing at the prison gates, whether it was the Magellan five or the prison guards, tightened their grip on their weapons and immediately went into a state of alert.
Even though the youth exuded no aura, no one dared to underestimate him.
Just knowing the youth's battle record was enough to cause a suffocating feeling, let alone seeing him in person.
"Hahahaha!!"
Just then, the hearty laughter from the warship broke through the suppressed hearts of Magellan and the others, who had been self-hypnotizing.
Garp did not use the ladder; he jumped directly from the bow of the ship.
He landed beside Magellan. Although he was not as tall as Magellan, the old man's aura was something Magellan could not match.
"Vice Admiral Garp."
Upon seeing Garp, the prison guards present seemed to have found their backbone. Their suppressed hearts instantly smoothed out, and they all saluted Garp respectfully.
"Haha! Don't be nervous. If he wants to see an old friend, let him see him."
Garp said this while looking at Magellan.
The entire high command of the Navy knew the personality of the man before them. For this man who considered guarding Impel Down his faith, letting him release someone would be difficult.
Magellan stared intently at Garp, his hands clenched into fists, his face full of seriousness. "Are we really going to do this?"
"And..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Silver Hair and the others who had completely disembarked from the Freedom and were curiously looking at Impel Down. "Is he truly as strong as the legends say?"
"So strong that the Navy would lower its dignity, so strong that Impel Down would lower its honor as the world's number one prison, and let him take someone away."
"As for him..."
Garp turned his head and looked at Kouta. A trace of fervor flickered in his ancient pupils, a fervor for power.
"I can only say, he is stronger than the legends. As for the extent he has reached now, I don't know either."
Shaking his head, Garp suppressed the fervor in his eyes and turned to Magellan with a serious expression. "Although I don't know how far he has reached, there is one thing I am certain of: that is, I, including Borsalino, Kuzan, and even Sengoku, do not want to test how strong Silver Hair is right now."
"And there are only a few more days, a few more days..."
He paused here. Although Impel Down belonged to the World Government, the people here were all from the Navy, so Magellan was trustworthy.
After a moment of hesitation, he said, "In a few more days, he will go to Mary Geoise."