I only want to be a Shichibukai when I have Bengyu

"The show has begun!"

Elus peeled an orange and slowly tore off the white strands on it. At the same time, he stared at the wall in front of him. The power of his clairvoyance was always maintained. His gaze passed through the wall and the distant distance, watching what happened. The battle in the abandoned village.

"Clairvoyance...clairvoyance...mind-reading...this fruit ability is simply abnormal!"

He once again praised the power of the stare fruit in his heart.

The feeling that this Devil Fruit brings to Elus is superior to all the previous Devil Fruits. Whether it is an additional fruit or a door fruit...it pales in comparison to the staring fruit. Humans are... Even if a visual animal has five senses, the most sensitive one is actually vision.

A pair of good eyes helps Elus beyond his imagination.

There is no need to visit the front line in person, and no need for the help of equipment and props. You can just sit here and peel the oranges while seeing every plant and tree on the front line.

"Your Highness, this is a call from Mr. Woyouke."

Clarisse held the phone bug and came to Elus' side.

"grandfather?"

Eleus raised his eyebrows.

Thousands of thoughts came to the result in a flash of light in my mind. Nine times out of ten, it was the Five Old Stars who were making some small moves.

"Hey, this is Elus."

"You brat, I know who you are. Stop bullshitting me and tell me! What bad things have you done?" On the other end of the phone, Woyouke was getting angry.

"What's wrong? Grandpa, what happened to you over there?"

Eleus handed the orange with the remaining orange strands in his hand to Clarisse, and the understanding maid immediately began to peel off the few remaining tangerine strands on the orange.

"What happened? I have been dismissed!"

"Removed from office? Ah! That...gun barrel manufacturing bureau?"

Elus thought for a moment and then remembered that his grandfather was also an official of the World Government! Of course, he is not a high-ranking official, just a small director of the Gun Barrel Manufacturing Bureau. He is just an insignificant cog in the huge machine of the World Government. He is the kind of person who can immediately find a hundred replacements if something breaks.

"Just now, someone from the General Administration of Firearms Manufacturing came and removed me from the position of director... What could I say to make me think about my mistakes? A bunch of little roosters with no feathers dared to croak in front of me. I I almost couldn't help but break their necks, which are not much thicker than chickens!"

The old man sounded really angry.

It is estimated that the envoy from the General Administration of Firearms Manufacturing is specifically looking for trouble. If you can't deal with him, why not start with your relatives?

"Wulaoxing wanted me to go out and confront Whitebeard, but I refused. It seems that those old guys are bad-tempered and are letting out their anger randomly."

"Whitebeard? Well said no!!"

Woyouk immediately praised Eleus.

Even though his eldest grandson has the experience of defeating the Golden Lion, Whitebeard is still the strongest legend in the eyes of old people like him. He must not conflict with Whitebeard unless it is absolutely necessary. Besides, The Kingdom of Exmundo has been protected for a period of time with the help of Whitebeard's flag. Even if it can't provide help in times of need, it must not be ungrateful.

"I said...Grandpa, you have been dismissed from your post just now, why not take the opportunity to return to China!"

"Go back home?"

Voyuk pondered for a few seconds and lowered his voice: "Al, you kid... can you tell me? Wait, I will install the white phone bug first."

I waited for about half a minute.

"Okay, it's time to talk, Al, are you really ready to do something big?"

"Well, that's right, me! I can't bear it anymore... Those idiots from the Celestial Dragons are standing on the throne of the world, shitting and peeing. The emperor takes turns to sit on it. This year, come to my house... The Celestial Dragons sit on it. I have held the throne for eight hundred years, now it’s time for someone else to try that chair!”

Elvus said unscrupulously.

Woyuk scratched his scalp. This was not the first time that Elvus had mentioned it. He had revealed the news to Burwell before, and then Burwell mentioned it to Woyuk again, but it was just that He doesn't think he will wait until that time in his lifetime...

"Are you really ready?"

"There is never enough preparation for this, but...I won't joke about the safety of my family casually. Grandpa, no matter what, the Holy Land is no longer a safe place. Find a way to return home." Come on! It’s the safest place on your own territory.”

"...Al, you kid said it's easy. How can it be so easy for such a big family to return home?"

Woyuk was troubled.

Because of the national policy of the Kingdom of Exmundo, there is only one heir to the kingdom, and the remaining descendants will be sent to seek official positions within the World Government. It can be said that the Soccachio family is divided into two groups, and one is Wojuk- Bovell-Elus is the legitimate heir to the Kingdom of Exmundo that has been inherited.

The other branch is the Socachio family, which is composed of descendants of Wojuk, Burwell and other ancestors and is entrenched in the world government. If nothing happens, Elus's younger brothers and sisters will also become one of them in the future. ······

But there is probably no chance in this future.

"Those who are willing to travel back to their country should go back, and those who are accustomed to staying in the World Government, let them stay..."

Elus opened his mouth and ate the orange that Clarisse fed him.

As the saying goes, a big tree must have dead branches, and a large number of people must have idiots. The number of members of the Soccachio family entrenched in the World Government is nearly a hundred. So many people must have their own thoughts, and many of them are older than Wojke. It would be difficult for elders who are even taller to let these people return home without revealing Elus's true intentions.

After all, as world government bureaucrats, they may not have a good life as domineering as the Celestial Dragons, but as long as they have a little power, coupled with the financial subsidies given to these individuals by the Kingdom of Exmundo every year, their lives can be improved. It’s also very pleasant.

"Al! You are not allowed to say that. No matter what, they are our tribesmen, and they have not done anything sorry to you. Just push them into the abyss... I don't like this kind of thing Never allowed."

"...Okay! Grandpa, I made a mistake."

Eleus admitted his mistake.

Indeed!

If he really raises the flag of rebellion against the World Government, the tribesmen left on the Red Earth Continent will definitely be in bad luck. However, these tribesmen have never provoked him... He is so deceptive, or... The clansmen are indeed not very good!

After thinking about it carefully, Eleus had to admit that he was a little distracted by Clarisse just now.

But there is nothing we can do about it!

Who doesn’t like a cute little maid?

"Let's do this! Grandpa, you first find a way to deceive people to go back, whether it's traveling or visiting graves... In short, as many people as you can deceive, and the rest... I will find a way to take them away. "Yes." Elus was not too embarrassed.

The power of the Gate Fruit is enough to help him do things he couldn't do before.

Furthermore,

Zefa should also have a way to smuggle some people down from the Red Earth Continent, right?

"This is the right thing!"

The old man is happy.

"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, I'll hang up! I still have things to do here!" Elus hung up the phone without waiting for Woyuk to answer.