One Piece: Starting as a Marine Lieutenant, I Slack Off and Get Stronger

A red glint flashed in Shiryu's eyes, followed by a series of cold laughs: "You think you can take me?"

"Hahaha, Karl, this guy is really arrogant! Doesn't he know that you narrowly lost to the world's number one swordsman, Hawkeye?"

Shiryu's expression changed. Hawkeye! Was that the sword king who stood at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, looking down upon them?

This pretty boy only narrowly lost? How is that possible?

"I don't believe it, Magellan! Let me out and give me my knife. I want to see just how much this kid is capable of!"

Magellan scoffed, "Stop dreaming, Shiliu! Do you still think you're the warden? You're just a criminal now!"

"You have no right to make demands of me!"

After speaking, Magellan looked at Karl. Although he was in Impel Down, he had heard of Hawkeye's reputation. Karl had only narrowly lost to Hawkeye, so his swordsmanship must be extremely good.

Touching his warm belly, Magellan had a sudden thought and said to Karl, "Major General Karl, Shiliu is also a swordsman, and his sword seems to be a famous one."

"To thank you for relieving my diarrhea today, how about I give you his sword, Thunderstorm?"

Carl: Oh my god, there's an unexpected bonus!

However, he already had two knives, one a weapon with special abilities and the other a black knife. To be honest, he didn't really think much of the Thunderstorm Knife.

"It was just something I did on the spur of the moment, Director Magellan, you don't need to be so polite."

Magellan shook his head. He never liked owing others anything, and the more Karl refused, the more he wanted to give it to Karl.

He immediately pulled out a Den Den Mushi wearing a gas mask: "This is the director. Go find the knife of the former warden Shiryu and put it on the ground floor. Hand it over to Major General Karl later."

"Yes!"

Magellan then hung up the phone and looked at Karl: "Anyway, he won't need it anymore, and it's a waste to leave it there. It's better to give it to a powerful swordsman like you to make the most of it."

"Magellan, how dare you! What right do you have to give my knife to someone else!"

"Whoo~"

Magellan spat out a cloud of poisonous mist at Shiryu, who was charging towards him. Shiryu had no chance to resist and inhaled it all. His body immediately stiffened, and he let out a painful roar.

"Never mind him, shall we continue the tour?"

Karl glanced indifferently at Shiliu lying on the ground, nodded, and the three continued on their way.

"this is..."

Carl pointed to a strange cell, filled with icy cold air, inside which was a criminal whose entire body was frozen in ice.

“The World Destroyer, Bondi Waldo, was already frozen when I first took up my post in Impel Down.”

Carl rubbed his temples. The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

After all, having been in this world for over twenty years, it's normal to forget some minor characters.

"He was a pirate from a long time ago, it's normal that Rear Admiral Karl hasn't heard of him."

Smoker glanced casually at the cell next door, his pupils contracted, and he swallowed hard, exclaiming in shock, "That...that's the Lone Red?"

The white-haired old man in the cell smiled faintly and said unhurriedly, "It seems my name has not been forgotten!"

Carl turned to Smoker and asked curiously, "You know him?"

Smoker shook his head: "No, I've only heard of his name. A long time ago, he was a great pirate who was on par with Roger and Whitebeard."

"Most importantly, he was all alone!"

Baron Redfield shook his head: "Young navy man! I'm not as strong as you think!"

Do you know why I'm here?

Smoker shook his head, and Redfield sighed somewhat forlornly, "It is precisely because I have personally witnessed the strength of Roger and Newgate that I am disheartened."

"He gave up his dream of becoming the Pirate King, deliberately allowed himself to be defeated by the Navy, and came to Impel Down to spend the rest of his life."

Carl and Smoker exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Keep in mind that Redfield was a contemporary of Garp, Sengoku, and Shiki, and even such figures would be disheartened after witnessing the strength of Roger and Whitebeard.

How strong would Whitebeard and Roger have been in their prime?

Redfield's lips curled up slightly: "How strong were Whitebeard and Roger? Their strength was despair-inducing. You two probably couldn't even withstand a single move."

Karl was stunned. Wasn't this exactly what he was thinking? How could this be...?

"Don't be so surprised, it's just that my Observation Haki happens to be able to see through people's hearts."

That's right. Redfield has possessed powerful Observation Haki since childhood, and it has become stronger as he has grown older, allowing him to see into people's hearts.

But this also made him accustomed to the ugly hearts of those around him, which led to a great aversion to people. He hated forming alliances with others and adhered to the creed of solitude.

Therefore, it was known to the world as the solitary red.

"If you want to understand Roger's strength, that guy should know very well."

Carl looked in the direction Redfield was pointing and saw that the cell contained a tall, muscular man.

His skin was crimson, his eyes were sharp, and he exuded a fierce aura.

"Roger? Just a coward." Then the cell fell silent, without a sound.

Magellan's eyes were filled with apprehension. He took a deep breath and said, "This prisoner is named Douglas Barrett, known as the Devil's Heir. He was originally a member of Roger's pirate crew."

"After Roger's execution, he caused chaos at sea, and the Navy eventually launched a Buster Call against him. After the defeat, he was imprisoned in Impel Down."

"At that time, I was still the deputy director."

Carl glanced at Barrett without saying a word, thinking to himself that the criminals on this floor were all monsters, and the consequences of escaping would be unimaginable.

Damn it, I really want to kill them all. How can we let these scourges live?

At the very least, we should take down those who don't have Devil Fruit abilities, right?

Chapter 79: Never suffer from future troubles

Redfield, who had been dozing off nearby, chuckled softly.

He thought to himself, "What a heavy murderous intent."

But he didn't care anymore. His body was gradually aging and weakening, and staying here would only lead to death. Was he really going to wait for someone to break him out of prison?

"Director Magellan, since they are all so heinous, why keep them alive?"

Magellan paused, scratched his head, and said, "Well... you can't just kill Devil Fruit users indiscriminately."

"Are they all Devil Fruit users?"

"No, that's not it. The purpose of imprisoning them is to keep them in darkness forever, with no chance of redemption, until they die of old age, and spend the rest of their lives repenting for their sins."

Karl chuckled. "I haven't seen any remorse from them at all! Director Magellan, to put it bluntly, if they escape, wouldn't all the effort the naval officers put into capturing them have been for nothing?"

As warden, Magellan had the power and ability to execute any prisoner in Impel Down on the spot, and could easily empty the Infinite Hell.

Ultimately, he still felt there was no need to kill them; with him around, who would dare to break into Impel Down?

Magellan said with a serious expression, "That's impossible, Major General Karl. As long as I'm alive, I will never let these scum escape Impel Down."

"I won't trouble you with that!"

“It’s not that I don’t believe in your abilities, Director Magellan.”

"But I just heard Domino say that you only work four hours a day (minus eating and sleeping time), spend nearly ten hours with diarrhea, and eight hours sleeping."

Karl's tone grew increasingly serious, finally looking directly into Magellan's eyes: "How would you, in your state of diarrhea, deal with a planned and organized invasion?"

"I..." Magellan was speechless. He knew his situation all too well. Unless he stopped eating every day, his diarrhea would not get better.

Moreover, because he suffers from diarrhea every day, he has no time to train his physique. His strength is almost entirely supported by his Devil Fruit ability. Once the enemy has a way to counter him, his effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

"The Golden Lion escaped from Impel Down, right? Warden Magellan, how did the guards in Infinite Hell compare back then to now?"

"Sigh~ There's basically no change, but Shiki was able to escape because of his abilities."

Carl said expressionlessly, "He escaped, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"Given the precedent of prison breaks, your failure to strengthen your defenses, and the fact that your strength is limited by diarrhea, how can you guarantee that an accident won't happen one day?"

Magellan was speechless. He was not a narrow-minded person; on the contrary, he was very responsible. The problem Karl raised was indeed true, and he could not refute it at all.

“Director Magellan, I’m not saying you should go on a killing spree and deal with criminals at will, but I don’t want the Navy to have to deal with vicious criminals again.”

"Those with Devil Fruit abilities can be imprisoned for life, no problem. But for criminals without Devil Fruit abilities, I think it's better to execute them to eliminate future troubles!"

Smoker, standing nearby, nodded in agreement: "That's right, I think that's a very reasonable suggestion. Anyway, their deaths won't make any difference, right?"

The non-ability criminal was very dissatisfied after hearing Karl's words and immediately started shouting.

"Damn the navy! We've already been punished, what more do you want?"

"Come on, come on, if you've got the guts, kill me!"

Magellan remained silent, his mind in turmoil, constantly wondering what he would do if Major General Karl's scenario actually occurred.

I'm afraid that at that time I would not hesitate to atone with my death!

Seeing Magellan's conflicted expression, Karl, fearing he might harbor resentment, quickly said, "Director Magellan, please forgive me, I was merely offering some opinions from the Navy's perspective."