Chapter 453: Reunion of Old Friends, Surgery Begins
The submarine named Polar Tang's deck now had one additional passenger.
Judge sat dazedly before the railings—lifeless eyes gazing toward the horizon's cloud seas.
"Captain—"
Behind—white bear Bepo carefully tugged the captain's sleeve. Two small bean-like eyes currently bloomed with inexplicable radiance. "Is this that Vinsmoke Judge?"
"That's him."
Law nodded lightly. "Vinsmoke Family's patriarch. Germa Kingdom's king. Evil Army Germa 66's commander. The man called Strange Bird Garuda."
"Oh!!"
Bepo plus Shachi, Penguin and others' eyes all shone. "Thought he only existed in serialized comics—didn't expect him to truly exist!"
"I was also very surprised. But this is indeed fact."
Law shook his head. "Obviously—serialized comics' great villain far weaker than the Deep Sea Emperor."
Law even felt somewhat sympathetic—regarding comparing Judge with Brett.
Simply not the same level.
"So Captain—is this guy coming to Fish-Man Island with us next?" Penguin said softly. "Seems not very willing."
Would be strange if willing.
Law smiled lightly.
However, such smiles quickly disappeared. Because Law thought—was his current situation much better than Judge?
Weren't they both forced by Brett to go to Fish-Man Island together?
Just different—himself decided to follow without fighting. While Judge only accepted fate after being beaten.
Law sighed.
Brett—leaning against the rear wall leisurely gazing at the sky—felt somewhat helpless.
But no matter. Once he reached Fish-Man Island completing surgery—would know his words were true.
Further words meaningless. Better prove his sincerity with actions afterward.
Dragging a ship flying—though impossible as swift as Brett alone at full speed—speed also not slow.
Didn't take too long. Brett already brought this ship crossing the Calm Belt—again entering New World's sea area airspace.
Just returning to New World—meteorological changes immediately manifested.
Suddenly arriving violent storms. Instantly again blooming blazing sun.
Fortunately Brett brought everyone flying above clouds. Extreme weather could hardly affect them.
"This is—New World?"
Law gazed down dazedly below.
Dark clouds rapidly condensed. Then instantly dispersed moments later.
Weather changes here simply untraceable. Yet incredibly intense.
"Wanting to navigate New World—overcoming extreme weather here—just one basic requirement." Brett said calmly.
Law remained silent.
"Sooner or later—we'll also freely sail these seas!!"
Shachi and Penguin—arms around shoulders—laughed heartily.
"Yeah! I'll study meteorological knowledge hard! Then help everyone conquer this sea area!"
The ship's navigator white bear Bepo also declared his proclamation.
Law's lips also couldn't help curving.
New World?
Perhaps now still too early for them. But sooner or later—they'd also come to this sea area—adventuring freely!
Brett's lips curved slightly.
Isn't this wonderful? Young people chasing dreams. Advancing bravely forward with companions.
If not for fighting the World Government—Brett also quite anticipated such life.
Just unfortunately—perhaps future Law and companions would come to New World. But probably no longer as pirates.
Continuing forward. Didn't take too long. Red Line appeared ahead.
"That's the Red Line! First time truly seeing it with my own eyes!"
Penguin turned back surprised. "Brett-san—Mariejois is atop that, right?"
"Yeah."
Brett nodded. "But don't have any longing for that city. That's a place only describable as ugly."
Ugly?
Young people felt bewildered.
"Alright—can descend here."
Brett had no intention explaining further.
What kind of world—needed young people to personally witness. He had no thought elaborating verbally.
Bringing the ship slowly descending to sea surface—this time going to Fish-Man Island didn't need Brett creating bubbles again.
Polar Tang originally could submerge into deep seas.
Law's group all entered the submarine interior. Brett outside—one person one ship submerging into deep sea. Then Brett again released flame clouds—wrapping the submarine beginning to race through deep seas.
"So fast! Is he dragging the Polar Tang downward?!"
Shachi clung to the window—watching Brett ahead.
This strength was too exaggerated!
"What will Fish-Man Island be like?"
Penguin anticipated the upcoming Fish-Man Island trip. "Will it be as beautiful as seen in movies?"
In such amazement and anticipation—Fish-Man Island arrived.
When that island bathing in sunlight amid pitch-black deep seas appeared before them—Law and companions all lost their voices.
Truly too beautiful.
Just like a brilliant pearl in the deep sea.
Brett didn't directly bring them landing at Fish-Man Island. Instead detoured toward Sea Forest.
Let the submarine float above Sea Forest.
"Wait here briefly. I'll bring the patient over."
Naturally couldn't bring Law's group to Pluton's construction site.
Anyway Law's ship had an operating room. Just bring Vegapunk over.
Brett even felt this barely counted as surgery. For Law—just needed one cut to finish.
"I understand."
Law nodded lightly.
Judge—self-isolating in the corner—turned his head looking outside the porthole. Massive sea beasts continuously swam above coral forests. Accompanying them—large numbers of armed Fish-Men.
Forget resisting—even escaping impossible.
Thus Brett directly went to the shipyard base located deep within Fish-Man Island.
He found Vegapunk tinkering on Pluton.
"Doctor—I've brought back the Ope-Ope Fruit user. Now you can do what you want." Brett said.
"Really? That's wonderful!"
Vegapunk almost jumped three feet high. "Finally can cut off the head!"
Exactly how much do you hate your brain?
"Then quickly bring me there, Brett!"
The Doctor couldn't wait.
Thus—after Brett put a bubble on him—brought him into deep sea. Soon arrived at Law's submarine.
When Brett brought him into the submarine interior—Law's group all froze.
"This—"
What is this? This head is too oversized!
The submarine almost couldn't contain it. No wonder needing surgery cutting off the head!
However Law hadn't even managed to speak. Another shocked voice sounded. "Vegapunk???"
Judge—shrinking in the corner—stood up astounded. He almost couldn't believe whom he saw.
But that brain—far bigger than years ago—was impossible to fake.
"Vegapunk!!"
Law's brain went blank.
Vegapunk also turned his head with difficulty—seeing his long-absent old friend. "Oh! It's Judge! Long time no see—still lively as ever!"
"But now isn't time for reminiscing!"
The old man looked at Law's group. Hand virtually drawing a line on his forehead. "Young men—which of you is the Ope-Ope Fruit user?"
"Please help me cut off my head along this line!"
Law looked toward Brett.
Brett nodded lightly.
Law took a deep breath. This was probably the world's most precious brain.
Somehow felt honored?
He opened his right hand.
"ROOM!"
Surgery began.