Padrino Part 21

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No Beard stood across the room from four brand new adversaries, all of them brandishing white masks and black suits. They held in their arms both Benedict Lo and Manson, of his crew. Beside them, there stood the one that he really concentrated on, L. Ron. In all of the worlds, No Beard loved and hated many things. Above all things, he enjoyed the peace in the middle of absolute chaos so that he could enjoy a good brandy so that he could have a front row spectator seat. The thing he hated the very most was anyone that dared earn his trust, and then betray him to the utmost degree. The level of betrayal that occured just then deserved the very lowest level of hell, and he aimed to carry out such a sentence.

On the ground, still in tears over her fallen comrade, Dr. Darkwood stayed there quietly, paying little attention to what went on around her.

Polatsu: [Stepped up beside No Beard and also faced these new opponents.] So, I suppose you have finally showed yourselves. You are the ones responsible for everything that kills this entire island.

White-face: Hahahaha! Yes, so we have finally shown ourselves. If you don't count the masks, you are correct. [Removed his mask.]

Polatsu: What?!

Jossu: [Grinned, placing his white mask in his pocket.] Don't look so surprised, Polatsu, you tried your best to investigate my facilities, but, lo and behold, the World Government denied your search.

Polatsu: I knew you were a snake in the grass, Mikana Jossu. Though, I didn't think your treachury ran this deep.

Jossu: Yeah, I did poke my head above the water for a moment, but I think I recovered quite nicely. I may have not made Rear-Admiral, but I didn't need to. This plan is my masterpiece, my one, true calling, and the one that I need to make me fat and happy.

Polatsu: To what end is this all going to, Jossu! You owe me an explanation, at the very least.

Jossu: I owe you nothing, Polatsu, you're already getting everything I owe you. However, since this is probably your final request, who am I to not carry it out? Laz?

Laz: [cracked his knuckles, then turned around to smash his fist into the very center safe on the other side of the armory room. With a grunt he pulled the vault open, and inside there were tons of gold bars.] Ooooo, nice.

Jossu: Close, but no cigar.

Laz: I'm getting there. [Walked over to the vault next to it, and smashed his fist through the door, pulling it off from its hinge, and inside there lied a katana, and a nice looking one at that.] Ooooo I'm taking this one.

That was when Ellis Darkwood looked up to see Laz drag the sword from the stand, and pull it from its sheathe.

Laz: Ooooo, daddy like.

Jossu: The next vault, if you please, Mr. Bruno.

Laz: Alright, the coup de gras. [He swung the katana over his shoulder and held it by its strap as he walked up to the last vault. He smashed his fist into that one as well, and pulled it open.

All eyes widened, all mouths opened wide in a gawk as the vault was opened. Jossu's grin widened across his face as he looked into the vault, and it was absolutely beautiful.

Ellis: No! No, you can't!

Laz: That's why I'm gonna. [He reached inside the vault.]

Jossu: Careful with it.

Laz: Oh I got the kid gloves on, boss, don't worry about me.

Out came a devil fruit. According to Jossu's sources, which were palpable, it was unlike any other devil fruit that ever existed. It was a very dark black, and the swirls on it were a very faded red. It was big enough to fill Laz's gigantic palm, and he muttered under his breath that it was quite heavy.

Polatsu: This is all you were after the entire time? A devil fruit?!

Jossu: Oh please, don't degrade me down to the level of a common thief. I could get a devil fruit at the wave of my hand. This devil fruit was worth traveling all of the blues, and all levels of danger throughout the New World. Thanks to everyone else chasing their tails, I can walk in here, and then walk right back out without a single trace. that I was ever here. The Tiger-Stripes, or maybe even the White Blade Pirates will be blamed, and they will be punished severely.

No Beard: Joririririririririri!! If I had a hat, I would be tipping it to you, my very worthy adversary. I've come up with some plans in my time, but this is beyond any level that I would have gone to. Beautiful, simply beautiful. Now, simply return to me that thing over there [Pointing toward L. Ron] and I will consider walking away from any of this.

Jossu: Yeah, I'd love to play games, but I'm on kind of a tight schedule [Pulling out his pocketwatch and glancing at it] I need to be going.