[One Piece] Isano's Rebel

Great Route, Headquarters of the Revolutionary Army, "Island of White Soil" Baltigo.

In front of the three-meter-long mahogany desk, the black-haired man buried in the messy drawings finally straightened up and twisted his sore neck.

"I say, Mr. Phantom Thief. You really work hard." The pretty girl with orange hair pushed open the door and put a mug full of strong coffee on another free table—she always did Do, because Bradley doesn't want any surprises for his beloved drawings.

"Ah, it's lovely Miss Kerra again." Bradley smiled frivolously, but his eyes were still fixed on the weapon design in front of him. When he turned his head to get the cup, he glanced at Kerra. Behind him, "It's so fresh, Mr. Chief of Staff is not with you today?"

"He and Mr. Dorag have something to go out today. Also! How many times have I said that Sabo and I are just..." Two suspicious blushes appeared on Kerla's cheeks, as if to cover up something, she He reached out to pull Bradley's face.

Bradley was extremely fast, and turned his head to avoid Kerla's sharp claws. He looked at the flushed Kerla who hadn't succeeded, and sighed in a mocking manner, "Oh -- it's really great. friendship'."

"Since it's a great friendship, Miss Kerla should remind the Chief of Staff not to always look at me with such terrifying eyes when you bring me coffee."

Kerla snorted softly, turned her head away, as if ignoring her.

Bradley didn't intend to joke with her for too long, he immediately returned to his serious look at work, and took a stack of draft drawings from her.

All of a sudden, his sharp eyes swept over a grayish color in the pile of white papers.

"Newspaper?" Seeing Bradley reaching out to pull the paper, Kerla was a little annoyed, "I probably accidentally caught it in."

"It's okay." Bradley hooked the corner of his mouth, "I have been working in retreat for more than half a year, and I haven't watched the news at sea for a long time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by a certain page in the newspaper.

Kerla looked at the sudden change in the face of Mr. Phantom Thief, who has always been known for his treacherous thoughts, and was a little puzzled.

Before she could ask, Bradley punched the wooden table so hard that the papers on the table fell off.

Bradley cursed under his breath and immediately pulled out his personal phone bug.

Before he finished dialing the number, the phone bug rang, and he answered it immediately.

"Hello? Shorty, let me ask you—"

"Go save him..." Chichila's voice sounded a little crying, but he tried hard to suppress it, "Ace him..."

"What about that woman?! How could she let that guy go?! Don't you know how dangerous Blackbeard's ability is!?"

"We stopped it. But Ace..." Qiqila's voice was intermittent, "I don't know why, Dinah is not with Ace..."

Bradley, whose brain was in a mess, took a deep breath, and it took him a few seconds to sort out his thoughts and make a decision.

"I see, little man."

"See you, Marin Vatican."

Kerla watched Bradley hang up the phone and neatly put on the long black trench coat, she immediately guessed what this man was going to do, "'Strange Thief', you—"

"I will finish the drawings on schedule. Remember to tell your research room not to stop making the antidote." Bradley flashed behind the door at some point and smiled back at Kerla——

"Working hard for so many days, the progress has already exceeded half."

"It shouldn't be too much to ask for an emergency leave now, Miss Kerla?"

Although it meant asking, he disappeared at the door of the design room without waiting for Kerla to answer.

Kerla knew that she couldn't stop this man with a strange temperament, so she had to take the news paper that Bradley left behind that listed "Fire Fist Public Execution" as the headline on the front page, and began to think about waiting for Sabo and Dora. Mr. Ge came back, how to explain the sudden departure of the chief weapon designer.

……

In the windless zone in the first half of the great route, a gray-haired elder walked into the deep-sea prison surrounded by many sea kings.

Isano Jack frowned tightly, and his solemn expression clearly revealed his impatience with the cold atmosphere in the prison.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his spine straight.

After going through the weird and cruel prison settings on the first to fifth floors of the basement, the normal stone brick and iron bars of LV6 seem a little strange.

In this LV6 infinite hell located in the deep sea, there are only two kinds of people, death row prisoners and lifelong criminals.

Across the surveillance phone bug, the duty officer in the monitoring room was a little surprised that Lieutenant General Jack, who had always hated pirates and criminals, would take the initiative to appear in LV6.

Walking in the gloomy corridor, Isano Jack was indifferent to the sights that seemed to be calm but hidden turbulent or staring at him.

His calm and steady eyes fell on the man with his head bowed behind the iron railing at the end of the corridor.

The man who used to flaunt himself like a flame was restrained by the heavy sea stone shackles, and his whole body was covered with large and small scars.He lowered his head, some of his dirty and sticky bangs were stuck to his forehead, and some were hanging down in front of his eyes.

Isano Jack clearly remembered that the last time he saw this man, he stood in front of that girl with a calm and gentle smile, but with the usual confidence of a strong man.

Isano Jack walked up to the cell, and under the surprised and vigilant eyes of Jinbe, who was being imprisoned, he spoke to the motionless man——

"Keep your head up. Brat."

His voice was steady and hoarse.

The man didn't respond.

His calm eyes, like stagnant water, were projected on the cold ground where the figure of the old man was reflected.

It was a kind of calm that was fearless in the face of death.

The phone bug in his pocket suddenly rang, and the correspondent on the other end just called "Lieutenant General Isano" before he hung up the phone without hesitation.

But it was the familiar surname that suddenly appeared on the phone that made the man slowly raise his head.

Ace did not expect that Isano Jack would stand in front of him at this moment, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand.

As a pirate, he was all too familiar with that piece of paper.

Similarly, I couldn't be more familiar with the person on that piece of paper.

Seeing that the black-haired man's eyes were firmly fixed on the reward order in his hand, Isano Jack did not hide it, and simply placed the "rebel" wanted order in his hand on the ground in front of the cell.

"I don't know what that brat saw in you."

Seeing Ace who wanted to reach the reward order, but was restrained by Hailoushi and couldn't move, Isano Jack knelt down silently, pressed the edge of the reward order, and moved the piece of paper Into the cell.

Ace, who was originally dull-eyed, softened his eyes after seeing the woman's face in the photo clearly.

The gentle curvature of the mouth of the man who was about to face the death penalty and the words he said in a hoarse voice made Lieutenant General Isano Jack suddenly recall Isano Orton who died in an accident many years ago.

"Grandpa. Dinah, she was never a 'rebel'."

Whether it is a pirate or a navy, a synonym for identity cannot determine a person's true will.

Many years ago, Isano Orton, who was valued by the family and regarded as the best heir in history, stood in front of him and told him with a smile that he fell in love with Geraldine.

"Fire Phoenix" Geraldine, the female pirate with bright and beautiful skin and free and easy heroism.

At that time, Isano Orton said that he just stood in the position of an ordinary man and loved a woman.

——Father, from childhood to adulthood, I can walk beautifully on the road you arranged for me.

——But this time, even if it deviates from the original direction, I am willing.

——Father, this is the first time I want to fight for something from the bottom of my heart.

"Dinah, she's just standing on the stand of her choice."

She just fulfilled her wish and chose her firm stand.

Isano Jack did not expect that this man would say such things to himself before he died.

At the moment when he was about to board the execution platform, the last words of this man who seemed to others to be bleeding sinful blood were neither resentment towards the world nor a mockery of the impermanence of fate.

It's just a word of protection for the beloved girl.

After a long silence, Ace quietly watched the old man's old back when he finally got up and left—it was not as tall and straight as when he came.

Thinking of the old man Karp who sat in front of the cell with a jug of wine last night, a sour pain suddenly surged in his heart.

— You bastard... like that bastard Roger, always likes to mess around.

——When she said "Lu Jiu and that unborn child, I'll leave it to you", she still smiled so indifferently...

——Although he is a guy who has been against me for more than ten years, I have to say that he is really a respectable bastard...

Every word is like a fine needle, quietly seeping into the heart.

Suddenly, he recalled the night when he slept next to each other in the cold desert. When he pretended to be asleep, he heard a soft whisper from his ear.

—she said, "Gol D. Roger, is a very respectable fellow."

In the night sky of the Alabasta desert that night, there was the gentlest starlight he had ever seen in his life.

——Then with me here, won't you feel uncomfortable?

--Um.

In the softest part of her heart, there is her doubtful but unhesitating affirmation.

——Then...will Dana be troubled if I'm not around?

--Um.

One syllable after another, soft but firm.

——Then the next time you see me, remember to return my hat to me, okay?

"I'm sorry, Dinah..."

His eyes suddenly became sour, and he endured the thoughts so strong that they almost swallowed people up, slowly bent down, and reverently touched the reward order with a familiar face on the cold ground with his forehead.

I'm probably about to miss the appointment.

……

Ten hours before the execution, the Straw Hat Boy raided the city.

Six hours before the execution, the whole army was on alert to escort the condemned prisoner Portgas D. Ace.

Five hours before the execution, the highest combat power of the World Government Navy Headquarters was located in Marin Fando.

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Ah, it's finally here