As the gateway port to and from the great sea route in the East China Sea, being able to send Smoker from his headquarters here represents its importance in itself.

"Admit it, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel! From the moment you received the order, the people of Orange Town have been treated as dead people."

"Whether you kill me or arrest me, they will let you take mine back to see if it's true or false."

The story of "Hundred Strategies" Crowe faking his own death to escape is still vivid in his mind. The Navy's forgetfulness can't be that big!

"Even if that's not the case, I will call to urge you and ask about the situation... Are you sure you can leave before the new order comes down?"

"Even...will there really be new orders?"

No!

The flying squirrel clenched his fists.

The boss had already made a phone call, and Warring States personally told him that another person would be arranged to deal with the Orange Town matter, and they only needed to be responsible for arresting Lovett.

But with the nearly three-digit pirate group and the nearly four-digit number of pirates, can anyone really suppress it except myself?

It's not that the flying squirrel is boasting, the East China Sea Navy doesn't have that ability!

As Lovett said, the people of Orange Town have been abandoned from the very beginning. Like Lovett, they are regarded as abandoned children who must be abandoned for peace and stability!

There is obviously no comparison between the partial chaos in the East China Sea and the overall chaos in the Grand Route.

"but!"

Stopping his waist again, Flying Squirrel put the tip of his sword against Lovett's forehead and said, "Even if I let you go, it won't change the current situation!"

Done!

A flash of understanding flashed in Lovett's eyes.

The flying squirrel's train of thought began to drift. This is good news!

Next is the second fire.

he said.

"No, there is a chance... In addition to you, there is someone who can sit in Rogge Town and prevent chaos from happening."

Hearing this, the flying squirrel's pupils shrank and turned back suddenly.

"Colonel! Colonel, wake up!"

Dasqi was lying next to a mutilated and inhuman corpse (?), crying so hard.

"I have to admit, you won."

Lovett followed the sound and looked over, curling his lips in displeasure: "The first sword attack successfully interrupted my spellcasting, so that he retained his last vitality and barely survived."

Reality is not a game. If a fireball hits you, it will not just take damage.

It will first heat a point, then expand to a surface, and finally melt the flesh and blood. The air will expand and cause an explosion, tearing the flesh and blood apart.

In addition to the "casting time", the spell also has an "effectiveness process".

Even if the effectiveness of most spells is fleeting and cannot be compared with the casting time, it can only approach zero forever and cannot truly return to zero.

As one of the newly created spells for the unique natural system of this world, in order to maintain a high degree of integration of the target's vitality and his own mental power to damage the elemental torso, Lovett must maintain a high degree of concentration during the entire spell casting process.

The process of taking effect happens to be of a small number of slow types.

However, the sword strike on his chest caused him to become mentally disturbed, preventing subsequent effects.

Without the mutual blessing of spiritual power and vitality, the effect of a single spell on the natural system...you can refer to the battle in Cocoa West Village.

With the elemental nature and the unreasonable physical fitness of people in this world, Smoker has the possibility of surviving as long as his vitality is not completely drained.

And the possibilities are huge!

Fresh cells can generate their own vitality, but water cannot.

Luffy could survive even if all the water in his body was drained, not to mention his vitality?

"In this case, the situation is more favorable to us!"

Whoosh!

The long sword was swung around his neck, and the flying squirrel looked cold.

Smoker is not dead, and the reputation he has established is enough to suppress the pirates with evil intentions in Rogge Town, giving him enough time to go to Orange Town to support them.

"Thank you for the reminder, Black Earl, I will give you a happy ending."

The flying squirrel said this sincerely.

For pirates, being sent to Impel Down is not only torture, but also a shame.

However, in the face of such obvious murderous intent, Lovett remained calm, and even said that he was helpless.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel..."

He took a deep breath.

"Are you stupid or do you think I am stupid? I tell you this for no reason."

"Have you forgotten? The value of Smoker's life will only be reflected after you arrest me and kill me and I have a reason to leave here."

"You want to support Orange Town, but you still can't get around the hurdle of waiting for orders!"

"you……!!"

The flying squirrel's eyes widened instantly, understanding what Lovett meant.

………………

I admit that Dashu has selfish motives here. After all, this is a fan fiction, and Dashu needs to consider the character's popularity and plot development comprehensively.
Chapter completed!