Chapter 115
I Want to Smoke
The inexplicable pressure formed by a group of big shots made the soldiers guarding the gate tremble involuntarily.
Soon, they crossed the stairs and came to the door.
“Open the door,” Akainu said coldly.
“Yes!”
The armored soldier saluted and turned around. “Open the door!”
With the sound of the mechanism, the silver-white door gradually opened a small gap, revealing a white light.
As the door opened, the blazing white light turned into an extremely beautiful scenery, and Mariejois appeared in front of Kuro.
What came into view was an extremely long and wide road. In the deepest part, the outline of a gate could be seen, and beside the outline, there was a huge golden palace.
Beside the road was a large forest. The height of the trees was the same. There was a river lying in the forest, surrounding it and looking extremely neat.
There is no clutter, fresh grass, fallen flowers, blue sky, white clouds, and fresh air. The combination of forest and river is just right. This place is first-class no matter where it is.
No wonder many kings want to live in Mary Joa.
The road is dotted with some huge pebbles, but there is an extremely long stone road in the center.
“Please use it.”
The armored soldier took a few connecting rods and handed them to them respectfully.
“No, we can walk.”
Crane waved his hand and walked to the side road.
Kuro glanced at the stone road and said nothing.
Kizaru saw Kuro staring at the stone road and said with a smile, “That’s an automatic sidewalk. Put the connecting stick in the hole above and the road will automatically move. However, it’s better not to do this kind of thing. That road is not suitable for us.”
Kuro said in a deep voice: “I understand.”
No one was willing to step on the middle road. They all walked to the side and moved forward.
The atmosphere was a little heavy.
This scenery seems to have lost its gorgeous aura.
Along the way, everyone was silent, and the armored soldiers accompanying them were trembling with fear.
It was not until they reached the second door that the accompanying armored soldiers heaved a sigh of relief. They did not have to walk the rest of the way. There was another group of people accompanying them.
The second door was a crossroads with a total of four doors. One of them led to the huge palace, where the real core of Mariejois was.
After passing through the door, Kuro and others walked for a while and saw a golden bridge. Inside the bridge was a golden city gate, which was the entrance of the palace.
Crane looked up at the huge golden palace and said slowly, “Let’s go, Sengoku is still waiting there.”
The door on the bridge slowly opened. Before the group of people walked in, they saw a figure riding something out.
“Hurry up, you lowly fool!”
It was a tenryubito riding on the back of a huge man, followed by a group of guards. He was holding a scepter and constantly hitting the huge man slave.
The slave’s limbs and neck were shackled, and his limbs were on the ground. His crawling body was swaying, and he was covered in wounds, some new, some old, but all of them serious.
His life force was already very weak.
When the nearby soldiers saw who it was, they all consciously parted to the sides and knelt down obediently.
Only Marine standing in the middle of the bridge looked so abrupt.
Like a penholder.
Tenryubito, who was beating the slaves, stopped and looked at a group of Marines standing in the center.
“It’s Saint Rossward.”
Kizaru whispered to her beside Crane.
“Ah… I know.”
Crane nodded and glanced at the Sky Dragon Man.
“Marine, get out of the way. This is the noble Saint Rozwad, you are in the way!”
Among the guards behind the tenryubito, a person stood up and ordered them.
“This is Tenryubito…”
Kuro looked at Rozwad. To be honest, this was the first time he had seen one alive in more than twenty years.
Of course, he had no chance to see the dead.
Rossward was wearing a white dress that wrapped him up tightly. The style was thin on the top and thick on the middle. He was wearing sunglasses and his hair was the color of withered grass. It was combed into a club-like hairstyle and he had a thick beard.
He didn’t bring a helmet. In Mary Joa, tenryubito didn’t need helmets.
Instead, when they went to the Lower Realm, they would think that the air there was polluted and wear helmets.
Kuro smiled. “Like a crooked conch.”
“Quiet, that’s Tenryubito after all,” Bogart whispered.
Kuro shrugged and looked at the dying slave. He exhaled and took out a cigar and lit it.
When the guard who spoke before saw this scene, he immediately shouted, “Hey, smoking is not allowed in the Holy Land. It will pollute the air here. Hurry up!”
Rossward’s face darkened, “You want me to suck your dirty smoke? Slave!”
With that, he hit the slave under him.
Hearing this, Kuro was stunned for a moment. Then, he picked up the cigar, stretched out his hand, and flicked it with his finger.
The ash fell to the ground.
Kuro opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of smoke. It was unknown if it was intentional, but the direction he spat out was in the direction of Rossward.
“Sorry, I was too excited to see Tenryubito and was a little nervous. I didn’t mean it.”
Kuro spoke without a trace of nervousness.
Rossward’s face changed, “You!”
“Oh~ I’m addicted to smoking.”
Suddenly, Kizaru also took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it with a match.
“Alalala, I want to smoke too, have one.”
Aokiji took out a pack of white cigarettes from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth. He took out a lighter decorated with white snowflakes and lit it.
“Pfft, hahaha, give me one too.”
Garp laughed and reached out to Kuro. Kuro was stunned and quickly took out a cigar and lit it for him.
The remaining Vice-Admiral and Rear Admiral all lit cigars or cigarettes.
Akainu raised his head and bared his lips. His white teeth bit into a thick cigar, and the smoke from it was bigger than anyone else.
His expression was as arrogant as a Yakuza big shot.
All the Marines, with cigarettes in their mouths, raised their heads and stared fearlessly at those guards, or… stared at Tenryubito.
This appearance made the guards behind Tenryubito freeze.
The guard who spoke broke out in a cold sweat. He did not expect this to happen.
The Marines that he had come into contact with in the past were all extremely humble. When they heard the words tenryubito, they would grovel. How would they dare to do such a thing?
What’s going on!
Aren’t Marines the slaves of tenryubito?!
Among the people present, the only one who did not smoke was Crane. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she put her palm on her chest and perfunctorily bowed to Ross.
“Marigoya did not say that smoking is not allowed. Of course, we will not stand in your way.”
With that, Crane put down his hand and walked to the side.
Marines followed Crane to the side road, completely ignoring Tenryubito and his guards in the center, bypassed them, and walked forward.