One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

"Lieutenant General Smoker!!"

Hearing Smoker's screams, Tashigi, who was struggling to hold on, was thrown into disarray.

"Distracted during battle?"

Mia's cold voice rang in her ears.

"One-Sword Style: Handle Strike!"

Mia didn't use the blade, but instead quickly reversed the blade and slammed the heavy hilt into Tashigi's abdomen.

boom!

"Cough!"

Tashigi's eyes rolled back, and she felt like she was about to vomit up the acid in her stomach.

Her body arched like a shrimp, and the "Shigure" in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. She collapsed and completely lost consciousness.

"call……"

Mia sheathed her sword, her gaze softening slightly as she looked at the fallen female navy woman.

"I'll spare your life this time. Although there's no murderous intent in your sword, that clumsy sense of justice... isn't unpleasant."

the other side.

Smoker struggled to crawl out of the charred hole.

He was covered in black smoke, his once stylish coat was now tattered from the fire, and his face was covered in soot and burn marks, making him look utterly disheveled.

Although Logia-type characters wouldn't be killed by such an attack, the pain of being instantly vaporized by the high temperature was real, and his physical strength was also greatly depleted.

"Cough cough... Damn it... Lightning brat..."

Smoker braced himself against the ground, trying to stand up, but his legs felt weak.

He then collapsed to the ground with a thud, unable to get up again.

As Smoker was blasted into unconsciousness, the white smoke that had enveloped the entire ship finally dissipated completely.

"Thump."

The moment Goss confirmed that Smoker was unconscious, he felt as if his spine had been ripped out, and he fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the charred deck.

She fainted.

That "Great Collapse" attack just now not only drained all of Goss's physical strength, but also overdrawn his domineering aura and mental power.

The deck was a mess after the battle, and the smell of burning lingered in the air.

Smoker's main force withdrew to the warship, but a dozen or so elite marines who had rushed aboard with Tashigi remained on the deck—of course, they were all lying down now.

"Phew... these guys are pretty tough to deal with."

Thornton kicked aside an unconscious marine and turned to look at Mia, who was wiping her longsword:

"Didn't any escape?"

"It's all here."

Mia sheathed her sword and her gaze fell on Smoker and Tashigi, who were lying together not far away.

Smoker was charred black and in a deep coma. It was a miracle that he survived being hit head-on by Goss's violent electric current.

Tashigi huddled to one side, still clutching the famous sword tightly in her hand.

"What should we do with these two people?"

Carrying the two enormous, specially made claw sheaths, Carrot leaped down from the mast like a nimble white rabbit, landing steadily beside Smoker.

Curious, she crouched down, her long rabbit ears twitching alertly, her nostrils flaring, and she brought her nose close to Smoker's charred face to sniff. Then she wrinkled her nose in disgust, seemingly hating the pungent smell of smoke.

"Poke."

She stretched out her finger and poked Smoker's wound twice without any politeness. Seeing that he didn't react at all, like a dead pig, she curled her lips in boredom.

Mia quickly walked to Goss's side, squatted down, and reached out to check his breath and carotid artery.

"call……"

After confirming that her brother had only fainted due to exhaustion and internal organ concussion, and that his vital signs were relatively stable, Mia's tense nerves finally relaxed.

She gently wiped the cold sweat from Goss's forehead with her sleeve, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes, but it quickly hardened again.

Now that the captain has fallen, she is the acting commander of the ship.

Mia stood up, coldly surveying the horrific scene on the deck before finally fixing her gaze on the unconscious Smoker and Tashigi.

"Throw all those ragtag soldiers into the sea and let them fend for themselves."

Mia pointed to the ordinary marines lying haphazardly, her tone devoid of any emotion.

"As for these two..."

She looked at Smoker, her brows furrowed, her grip on the knife tightening and loosening as if she hesitated.

killed?

No, although my brother didn't say it explicitly, we can't kill people without his permission. Perhaps keeping these two naval officers alive will still be useful.

But how do we catch him? This guy is a nature-based being; ordinary ropes can't hold back the smoke. Once he wakes up, everyone on the ship will be in trouble.

"Tsk, troublesome."

Mia raised her scabbard, preparing to sever Smoker's tendons just in case.

"Hey! Stop it! You bunch of amateurs!!"

Barr peeked out from behind the door, his head trembling.

"To deal with Devil Fruit users, especially Logia-type users, we must use Seastone! The energy of this stone is the same as the ocean; it can instantly turn Devil Fruit users into powerless wimps, making them completely unable to transform into their own element!"

As he spoke, Bucky pointed to Smoker's waist, his face full of certainty:

"Since this guy is a vice admiral, he definitely has one of those things on him! Search him! He'll definitely have sea stone handcuffs!"

Carrot immediately stepped forward and rummaged around inside the tattered navy coat for a while.

"Got it!"

Garrot exclaimed in surprise, pulling two pairs of metal handcuffs with a cold, deep blue luster from Smoker's lower back.

"I knew it!" Mia's eyes lit up.

This was standard equipment for naval officers and colonels with arrest capabilities, but unexpectedly it has now become a tool for their own downfall.

"Click."

Carrot unceremoniously handcuffed one pair of cuffs to Smoker's wrists, and tossed the other pair to Mia:

Mia deftly handcuffed the unconscious Tashigi.

"Shorton, throw them in the jail."

……

Captain's lounge.

Reiju stood behind the heavy porthole, her forehead pressed against the cold glass, her eyes fixed on the absurd scene on the deck.

The helmsman, Thornton, who looked like a crocodile, was dragging Smoker by one leg, as if he were dragging a bag of garbage, towards the lower deck.

Smoker's proud head, always cigar in his mouth, now bobbed and thumped on the deck as he was dragged, leaving a broken, dark gray mark.

Reiju's gaze was fixed on the cold blue handcuffs on Smoker's wrists.

Hailou stone...

A chill ran down Reiju's spine and up her scalp, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the curtains tightly.

That was a Vice Admiral of the Marine Headquarters, a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, the gatekeeper of the New World... and he was dragged away like a dead dog?

Just how many more rules will this man named Goss break?

He's not a pirate; he's just a madman with no sense of awe.

Reiju glanced down at the alloy shackles on her wrists, a desperate, bitter smile playing on her lips.

That stupid girl Mia actually blushed and said something about being "trustworthy"?

What a joke.

This is a ghost ship heading to hell.

If I stay here, my final fate will be the same as that smoker's: rotting in the dark hold, or becoming that monster's toy.

No matter how you calculate it, the outcome is always a dead end.

Vinsmoke's reason told her that resistance was pointless in the face of such an overwhelming power disparity.

Reiju's gaze shifted to Goss, who was lying down.

He's fallen?

That arrogant monster... has fainted?

So that's how it is... That lightning strike didn't come without a price. He overexerted himself.

He is no longer the god who can control lightning, but a defenseless mortal.

Reiju's breathing became rapid, and the gloom of despair in her eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by the cold, piercing ambition unique to the Germa Killer family.

She slowly straightened up, left the window, and turned to look at the room, which, though comfortable, was still a cage.

This is both a trap and an opportunity.

The ship is now leaderless. Soton looks fierce but has the mind of a child, and Mia, although skilled in swordsmanship, has also just been exhausted and is now completely disoriented because of her brother's fall.

Reiju raised her hands, looking at the shackles binding her, her eyes gradually becoming dangerous and sharp.

As long as this can be solved... no, even if it can't be solved.

Her gaze pierced through the doorway, as if she could already see Goss lying unconscious in the infirmary. She lightly licked her dry lips and smiled.

No... simply running away would be too wasteful.

Strike while the iron is hot. Take his head, which has a bounty of three hundred million, and hand over this ship, along with that smoker Smoker, to Father… That’s what the eldest daughter of the Vinsmoke family should do.

……

One hour later, at the G-5 branch base.

"Pfft...smack smack..."

In the dimly lit office, a man with a buzz cut and half a hamburger patty stuck to his face sat behind his desk, eating steak expressionlessly.

G-5 Branch Base Chief, "Demon Bamboo" Vergo.

At that moment, the Den Den Mushi in his hand was transmitting a terrified report from the surviving marines at the front:

"Report... Report to the base commander! Lieutenant General Smoker has been defeated! He and Colonel Tashigi have been... captured by that Goss!!"

Vergo's hand, which was cutting the steak, suddenly stopped.

A cold glint flashed in those eyes that were always hidden behind sunglasses.

"Arrested?"

Vergo slowly put down his knife and fork, his voice eerily calm:

"That piece of trash Smoker... actually lost to a newbie who just entered the New World."

"Base Commander! We must report to Naval Headquarters immediately! Request the Admiral's support!"

The marine on the other end of the phone shouted anxiously, "The capture of the lieutenant general is a major incident! If we don't hurry..."

"Shut up."

Vergo interrupted him coldly.

"Suppress this matter for now. Do not report it to headquarters."

"Huh?! But..."

"This is an order. The disgrace of G-5 must be washed away by G-5 itself."

Vergo hung up the phone, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, even though the hamburger patties were still on his face.

He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the dark sea outside, and pondered in his heart.

"We can't let headquarters find out... If headquarters finds out, they'll definitely send a high-ranking general. Then the situation will get out of control."

"What Dover wants is the treasure, and that Goss... seems to know a lot of secrets he shouldn't know."

As an undercover agent infiltrating the navy, Vergo's primary loyalty will always be to the Don Quixote family.

If a naval admiral intervenes and captures Goss, imprisoning him in Impel Down, then the young master's desired goals and his own undercover identity could be in danger.

"It seems I'll have to take action myself."

Vergo picked up the white coat hanging on the hanger and draped it over his shoulders. It was a coat that symbolized justice, but now it seemed incredibly ironic.

He picked up the iconic ghost bamboo, pushed open the door, and went out:

"Prepare the boat. I'm going to meet that Goss."

……

On the wreckage of Smoker's warship in the G-5 sea area.

Although Vergo issued a gag order, the marines of G-5 were not all machines that simply obeyed orders.

Especially Smoker's men.

These marines, who are like thugs, may seem carefree and irresponsible on the surface, but they are absolutely loyal to their "smoker boss," who is always tough on the outside but soft on the inside and always at the forefront.

In a corner of the lower deck.

A marine with a scarred face was hiding behind a box, clutching a peculiar-looking Den Den Mushi tightly in his hand.

These were Lieutenant General Smoker's personal belongings, known only to his closest confidants.

"That Vergo... there's something wrong with him!"

The marine gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in sweat:

"The boss has been arrested, and he won't let it be reported to headquarters? He insists on chasing after him himself? His relationship with the boss has always been terrible... There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

"No...we have to save the boss!"

With trembling fingers, he dialed the number that only Smoker had the authority to make.

That was the direct line to that man—Smoker's old friend, one of the Navy's top combatants.

Blu-ray Blu-ray Blu-ray... Blu-ray Blu-ray Blu-ray...

……

Somewhere along the Grand Line, on an unnamed island.

The sun was shining brightly, and the sea breeze was gentle.

A penguin wearing an eye patch is standing blankly on the beach.

Nearby, a tall man with curly hair, wearing a white suit vest, was lying on a beach chair, his face covered with an eye mask, fast asleep.

Former Admiral Aokiji Kurazan of the Navy Headquarters.

Blue blue blue...

The white Den Den Mushi in my arms rang for a long time.

Aokiji frowned, seemingly annoyed at being disturbed from his afternoon nap. He lazily lifted a corner of his eye mask and slowly picked up the microphone:

"Oh my god... Who is it...? Do you still get job offers after I quit...?"

"Is that Admiral Aokiji?!"

A marine's voice, trembling with tears, roared from the other end of the phone:

"Help!! Something terrible has happened!!"

"Hmm?" Aokiji scratched his head. "I'm no longer a Marine..."

"Lieutenant General Smoker... Lieutenant General Smoker has been captured!!"

Click.

Aokiji's hand, which was scratching his head, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

That languid atmosphere vanished in an instant. The previously warm air suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and the seawater next to the beach chair instantly froze into a thin layer of ice.

"What did you say?"

Aokiji sat up, his voice becoming low and serious:

"That smoker... got arrested? By whom?"

"It's Goss, the captain of the Honey Badger Pirates!! That bastard defeated the Vice Admiral and captured him and Captain Tashigi!!"

"And... Commander Vergo ordered a news blackout, forbidding us from reporting! He went after him himself! We feel something's wrong... General! Please, please save Boss Smoker!!"

The crying and screaming continued on the other end of the phone.

But Aokiji no longer needed to listen.

"Oh dear... this is really troublesome."

Aokiji stood up and brushed the sand off his clothes.

Although he said it was troublesome, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Smoker was his longtime friend and one of the few "true righteous" men in the Navy whom he recognized.

Moreover, Vergo's unusual behavior made him keenly aware of a conspiracy.

"G-5... Vergo... and that newcomer Goss who could defeat Smoker..."

Aokiji walked to the beach and put his hands in his pockets.

The penguin wearing the blindfold immediately slung its backpack over its shoulder and waddled after them.

"It seems I have no choice but to get involved in this mess."

clack clack...

Aokiji stepped into the sea.

In an instant, the surging waves were frozen, transforming into a crystal-clear ice avenue that stretched to the horizon.

He pushed a bicycle that seemed to appear out of nowhere, rode it onto the ice, his back view tall and lonely.

"Stay alive as long as you can, you smoker. If you die, I'm not coming to collect your corpse."

Target—The Honey Badger Pirates.