One Piece : Winged Dragons of the Beast Pirates

Spider Miles Port

"It's time to say goodbye," Judge said, with a tone full of emotion.

"Are you not coming with us to the New World?" Ian asked.

"There aren't many commissions waiting for me in the New World,"

Judge replied. "Managing the operations of an entire country isn't an easy task."

Even though the Beasts Pirates would fund his research, it was only for the development of Raid suits and artificial Devil Fruits—far from enough to sustain the whole Germa Kingdom.

So, the mercenary force, Germa 66, would still need to operate, continuing to fight wars for the nations that paid for it.

"Be careful," Ian warned bluntly. "The World Government might say they won't pursue your crimes, but if given the chance, they won't hesitate to go after you."

The message was clear: The World Government wouldn't spare him. If he wanted to live peacefully, he should cling to the Beasts Pirates for protection.

"I know," Judge nodded repeatedly. "If anything happens, Ian, you guys have to help me!"

He was being a bit too cautious, but Ian admired it. After all, if Judge wasn't this cautious, how could he effectively control him?

"Of course," Ian grinned widely. "We're friends, after all."

"That's right!" Judge nodded vigorously. "We're friends!"

And then, Judge left.

The kingdom of the Vinsmoke family rumbled as it sailed off into the distance.

Ian sincerely hoped that he would be okay.

Then, he wished he could quickly develop an upgraded version of the Raid Suit and mass-produce artificial Devil Fruits.

It's worth mentioning that before leaving, Judge had left Sanji a gift.

It was a black jar with the number "3" printed on it.

Sanji, somewhat confused, rubbed the jar.

Was this something his father had specially prepared for him?

Of course, it was specially prepared.

Each Raid Suit was custom-made, designed for specific people to use.

That's also why Judge had promised to help Ian create Raid Suits, but now he couldn't deliver.

As Sanji continued to rub the jar, he suddenly felt two intense gazes burning into him.

He turned around and saw Law and Drake both looking at him eagerly, almost in unison saying, "Try it on!"

Sanji blinked.

He looked down at the jar.

Well then, should he try it?

He pressed the black jar to his waist, and a burst of white light erupted.

In the next moment, a black Raid Suit appeared on Sanji.

"Oh!!"

Law and Drake both exclaimed excitedly.

What boy could resist the temptation to transform?

Sanji clenched his fist.

He had become stronger! He could definitely confirm that.

But, it wasn't as strong as he had imagined.

To put it another way, he hadn't become stronger; it was all thanks to the Raid Suit.

However…

Sanji couldn't shake the feeling that something inside him was stirring.

While the kids were playing, a group of Donquixote Pirates were busily transferring supplies onto the family fleet docked at the port.

"Are they planning to move the headquarters to the New World?"

Ian stood at the dock and asked Doflamingo, who was beside him.

"The North Blue is no longer safe," Doflamingo said, "Anyway, we're heading to Wano, so why not move the headquarters to the New World?"

"But don't worry, Ian. I won't give up on my businesses in the North Blue. That's the foundation of my power."

Ian gave a slight nod. "Have you decided where you'll settle?"

"There's a perfect place," Doflamingo said with a sinister smile. "Dressrosa."

"Is that the country of the Donquixote family?" Ian wasn't too surprised. After all, in the original story, Doflamingo had chosen this country.

"But that country is a World Government-affiliated nation. It's hard to make a move against it," Doflamingo expressed his frustration.

If he dared to make a move on Dressrosa, the Marines would certainly come after him.

"Well then," Ian suggested, "maybe you could try to become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

"Seven Warlords?" Doflamingo raised an eyebrow.

At this time, the Seven Warlords were far from being filled. And while Doflamingo's strength was not much at this time, the average strength of the Warlords wasn't exactly high either.

Moria was in decline, and Crocodile, too, wasn't as powerful as Doflamingo at this point.

Besides, who could be more suitable to become a Warlord than Doflamingo?

As a former Celestial Dragon, he knew their secrets, and the World Government had to be cautious of him, unable to move against him easily. 

If he had a public identity as a Warlord, the Marines wouldn't be able to act so recklessly. That would make him virtually invincible— a true-born Warlord.

"Heh heh heh, seems interesting," Doflamingo chuckled, as if becoming a Warlord of the Sea was truly beneficial for him, with nothing but advantages. "But, how do I become a Warlord of the Sea?"

Ian casually remarked, "Perhaps you could start with Heavenly Tribute."

In the original story, that's exactly how this guy became a Warlord of the Sea.

"Heavenly Tribute?" Doflamingo's eyes brightened. "Ian, you're truly a genius in crime!"

No.

I'm just spoiling the plot.

Anyway, they started heading back toward the New World.

The Golden Dragon Ship set sail from Spider Miles, heading back toward the New World along the same path they came.

Along with them were the Donquixote family, preparing for their migration.

On the deck of the Golden Dragon Ship.

Drake, Sanji, and Law were panting as they ran along the ship's railing.

Jack was urging them on. "Hurry up! Since Brother Ian chose you, you can't be weak!"

The three of them gritted their teeth and pushed forward.

Even the weakest Sanji, back when he was with the Vinsmoke family, never gave up on training. His willpower should never be underestimated.

The darker sides of Drake and Law didn't need any more explanation. Both of them were driven by a fire in their hearts, refusing to submit.

Run! Then run with all your might! Drake and Law began sprinting.

But—

"Law is actually faster, and he's even quicker than Drake."

After all, Law had undergone rigorous training in the Donquixote family, and his physical abilities were far superior to the malnourished Drake.

However, Drake has been growing rapidly lately.

Ian, who was sitting under an umbrella playing cards with Yamato, glanced at Drake.

In this short time, Drake had grown quite a bit taller.

If, before, he had looked similar in age to Law, now he appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen.

Was it really a freakish growth spurt like with Koby?

"Speaking of which," Donquixote Doflamingo, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up, "What did Judge say? Didn't you ask him to give Law a full-body checkup?"

"White Lead toxins have accumulated in his body. It's beyond what surgery can heal now," Ian said without looking up. "Judge said, unless they scrape through every bone, no one can save him."

"So, Judge can't do anything either?" Doflamingo asked with a grin. "Or do you think Queen can save the kid?"

"That would mean turning Law into a robot first," Ian replied.

Uncle Queen specialized in viruses and human augmentation.

In fact, turning Law into a robot could save his life.

"Heh, heh, heh, so what are you planning to do?" Doflamingo chuckled.

"Have you ever heard of the Ope-Ope Fruit?" Ian asked.

"Oh?" Doflamingo raised an eyebrow.

Not long after, the group arrived at the Calm Belt.

They ran into a bit of trouble.

The bottom of the Golden Dragon was embedded with Sea Stone, but the Donquixote family's ship didn't have that.

Naturally, the Sea Kings began attacking relentlessly.

It's fine. There are three users of the Conqueror's Haki here, and when the Sea Kings approach, a quick burst of Conqueror's Haki sends them retreating in the face of overwhelming pressure.

Though there were a few bumps along the way, the group quickly passed through the Calm Belt.

Now, it was time to deal with the World Government.

To prevent any unnecessary thoughts from the World Government side, Ian had contacted Kaido in advance, asking the Beast Pirates' main crew to patrol the outskirts of their territory. 

If anything unusual happened with the World Government, they would act without hesitation.

But in reality, the World Government was also thinking along the same lines.

On the agreed-upon island, a man with an eye patch and a wild, curly hairstyle stood tall by the sea, his head tilted, a bubble of mucus slowly forming from his nose as he slept soundly.

Offshore, five massive warships lay silently in wait, with a few smaller ships anchored nearby.

On the coast, a group of World Government agents in black suits and some navy soldiers were busy unloading supplies.

Pop.

The mucus bubble burst. The curly-haired man yawned, rubbing his head as he pushed up his eye patch, muttering, "Still not here? Seriously, Gion, you're such a troublemaker."

"Vice-Admiral Kuzan! They're here! They're coming!"

The man, Vice-Admiral Kuzan of the Navy Headquarters, squinted out over the ocean.

A giant ship was approaching.

Finally, they're here.

Ian the Skyfire.

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