"Governor Rosen."
"I."
"I definitely won't let you down."
Having secured the position of head of the science class at headquarters, Vinsmoke Judge's smile was so wide that even the white-bearded Murakumogiri might not be able to suppress it.
"I trust you."
Rosen nodded, indicating his approval of Vinsmoke Judge's abilities.
It is an undeniable fact that Vegapunk's intellect and abilities surpass those of Vinsmoke Judge, but superior abilities do not necessarily mean he is more useful than Vinsmoke Judge.
Because he was so outstanding, many of Vegapunk's inventions and talents were not used by the World Government or the Marine.
Even when used by the government and Marine, some resources were reserved, rather than being fully utilized.
But Vinsmoke Judge was different.
He said that Vinsmoke Judge fully supported the mass production of Germa 66's combat suits.
If it weren't for the technology of cyborgs, it would require a large amount of funding and resources, would require him to operate alone, and would take too long to show results. It would require modifying the bloodline factors from an unborn baby and then going through a growth process of more than ten years to create a cyborg like Reiju or Sanji.
Vinsmoke Judge was even willing to share his cyborgs with Rosen without reservation, and helped him mass-produce them.
These things might not have been the same if it were Vegapunk.
"Tesoro".
Rosen looked at Gild Tesoro.
"yes!"
Gild Tesoro, the richest man in the world who already possessed some of the air of a golden emperor, behaved very properly and respectfully in front of Rosen, almost like a fanatic facing his god.
Having participated in the highest-level meetings of the Marine Headquarters, witnessed Rosen seize power from the Five Elders, and remembered Rosen's promise to take Stella back from the Celestial Dragons, he kept this in mind.
If loyalty had a numerical value, then his loyalty to Rosen would be MAX.
Do you remember that Celestial Dragon's name?
Rosen's words startled Gild Tesoro at first, but then he seemed to understand something, and his whole body trembled violently, his face showing an expression of disbelief.
It wasn't just him.
Gion, Douglas Bullet, Vinsmoke Judge, Doll, T Bone, and Monet, all in the office, stared at Rosen in horror.
At this moment, everyone was thinking the same thing as Gild Tesoro.
In the past, no one would have believed that someone, especially the Marine, would do something like this.
However, based on their understanding of Rosen, everyone present believed that the man before them would turn their current thoughts into reality.
"I...I remember."
"only."
"Governor."
Gild Tesoro, perhaps due to excessive excitement, experienced body spasms, his speech became slurred and unclear, and he began to stutter.
"It seems I wasn't clear enough just now."
Seeing that Gild Tesoro couldn't come up with a name after a long time, Rosen asked again:
"I'll ask you one more time."
"Tesoro".
"Do you remember the name of the Celestial Dragon who took Stella from you, tortured her to death, and enslaved you?"
He asked Gild Tesoro, enunciating each word clearly.
"I."
Gild Tesoro wanted to say something, but seeing Rosen staring straight at him, all his pent-up emotions boiled down to two words:
"Remember."
He said through gritted teeth.
"Just remember that."
"Then please tell me."
"The name of this Celestial Dragon."
Rosen nodded, then continued to ask.
"Saint Charlos!"
"It's him!"
"It was this Celestial Dragon who tortured Stella to death!"
Under Rosen's gaze, Gild Tesoro seemed to gain immense courage, and also recalled the painful memories buried deep in his heart.
He, who had been trembling uncontrollably, suddenly calmed down. He stopped slurring his words and began to speak clearly. His face also showed an expression of hatred and anger.
In an instant, it transformed into a ferocious humanoid beast that devoured people, wanting to destroy everything related to the Celestial Dragons.
"Saint Charlos, is that right?"
"I see."
Upon hearing this, Rosen nodded to indicate that he had remembered the name, and then said something that astonished everyone present:
"There is still one week until the day of the conferment ceremony for Admirals."
"While we have this time, let's think about where to bury Stella after we bring her back."
"After the conferment ceremony, don't rush to leave the Marine Headquarters. Come with me to Mary Geoise to bring Stella's body back. Then, use the head of this Celestial Dragon named Saint Charlos to offer sacrifices to her spirit in heaven, so that she can rest in peace."
Every word Rosen uttered was like a bolt of overwhelming black lightning, striking Gild Tesoro one after another, shaking his mind and body.
It's not just Gild Tesoro.
Even Gion, Douglas Bullet, and others who had already guessed Rosen's intentions were stunned by what he said and what he was about to do.
This moment.
The huge office fell silent, with only Gild Tesoro's heavy breathing audible.
"But."
"Governor."
"Didn't you say that you wouldn't go to war with the World Government before ending the Great Pirate Era?"
Gild Tesoro took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down:
"or."
"Let's forget about it."
"As long as we get Stella's body back, we can deal with the Celestial Dragons another day."
Gild Tesoro struggled to suppress his hatred for the Celestial Dragons.
He was willing to regard a king who regarded him as a brother as a confidant.
That's why.
He didn't want his personal grudge to affect Rosen's future, or the future of the Marine.
The others remained silent, but all looked at Rosen in unison.
Gild Tesoro and Stella's story is something they both know very well, as colleagues.
Personally, Doll, Judge, and others all hoped to see the Golden Emperor finally get his revenge.
However, from an official standpoint, they all knew that Gild Tesoro was right.
The World Government has just lost its Marine Headquarters, and the era is about to go mad again.
It is indeed not advisable to start a war with the World Government at this time.
Caught between public and private interests, between reason and emotion, they ultimately had no choice but to remain silent.
"I did say that I would not go to war with the World Government before ending the Great Pirate Era, but that does not mean I will tolerate the World Government, much less that I will continue to let the Celestial Dragons run rampant."
"A group of self-proclaimed descendants of the Creator, Marine garbage, have been living a carefree and reckless life on this ocean for 800 years."
"It's time to teach these scumbags what rules are."
Rosen spoke in a calm tone, uttering words that were enough to shake the world.
"What if the Celestial Dragons refuse?"
Gion couldn't help but say.
She had heard far too many stories about the Celestial Dragons' atrocities.
As Rosen said.
A group of Marine trash who consider themselves descendants of the Creator, but this group of Marine trash happens to possess the highest privileges in the sea, and is used to being high and mighty, regarding everyone except the Celestial Dragons as slaves.
In her view, teaching the Celestial Dragons to follow the rules would be as difficult as overthrowing the World Government.
"Of course they can refuse."
"In that case."
"I will use my Zanpakutō as a pen to carve the rules that the descendants of the creator must abide by into their bones."
"Marine rules."
Gion, Bullet, Doll, and others in the office were unaware of this.
The moment Rosen said he would write the rules that the Celestial Dragons must follow into their bones, the climate in Mary Geoise, far away on the Red Earth, began to change.
Just like when Rosen was at Marine Headquarters, he used the power of Hyōrinmaru to travel hundreds of miles and change the climate of Mary Geoise.
However, this time it wasn't a drop in temperature, there were no ice dragons that blotted out the sky, and no endless snowstorms that seemed to press down from the heavens.
A fierce wind was blowing, like the wailing of ghosts and gods.
It was like dark clouds covering the sky, pressing down on the earth.
It was a thunderstorm, like the thunder god beating his drum.
The rain was torrential, like the Milky Way overflowing.
In just a few words from Rosen, the weather in Mary Geoise underwent a dramatic change, transforming from sunny and pleasant to a scene of impending doom.
It's like a holy land for the Celestial Dragons; whether the weather is good or bad each day depends entirely on Rosen's mood.
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