A New Path - Chapter 217

Soaring over the ocean in the New World, thirteen islands was cast their shadows onto the water. They travelled in a pack and the island ahead of all the others was hosting a meeting that included only the most powerful individuals of the Gotei.

Around a very large circular table sat the new generation emperors, together with the commanders, and most of Amell’s most loyal and trusted people. This time, even Shanks was present, which had been a major surprise to everyone here. Only a select few knew about his status as Amell’s disciple.

Shanks sat and tapped his finger on the table in rhythmic movement, “Have we decided on a straight forward assault?” He glanced at Amell. “Should we inform Dragon first?”

“That man can die for all I care, all he is doing is making it harder for us to bring order to this world,” Byakuya said. “We do not associate with him, or his men. When the Gotei takes over, he will have to bend the knee or die.”

“I agree, so why not just go and kill him now? You know, get it over with?” Lubbock threw his feet up on the table. “Wouldn’t that solve having to deal with him later?”

“You’re so moronic, brother! Not everything needs violence. I’m sure the boss can persuade him to drop his rebellion.” Toshiro was the yang to Lubbock’s yin. Everything Lubbock was, Toshiro was the exact opposite that.

“Leave Dragon alone for now.” Amell’s voice rang out in the room. “We will arrive above the Holy land in just moments, is everything done and ready?” He looked to Bradley.

“Yes, Lord Father! Everything is ready! The army is on standby, and my doll inside the Holy land has completed its mission without a hitch.”

“Good! Then I declare this meeting adjourned. You all should finalise your preparations before the final act of this war begins.” Amell stood up with his hands on the table. “Today we take back this world for the sake of its people! I will not tolerate mistakes!” He received clear nods from everyone around the table. And, just like that, the final gathering of these might fighters ended. What waited now was the war to end all wars.

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In the Holy land of Mary Geoise, Chief-commander Kong sat in his office with a familiar blind man. Around them was quiet and the only sound audible to the human ear was Kong’s pen racing across the surface of the paper.

“Kong, you should slow down some. At this rate, you will have no energy when the Gotei’s assault comes.” Issho, also known as the new agent number one of the Light unit.

“We simply don’t know when that will be, so until we know more I can’t slow down. The elders expect me to take care of everything. You should get back to your duties before those five get angry with you.”

“What’s the hurry? We can’t win against Amell. You know this, and I know this. That’s not even counting his armies. He could walk in here and kill all of us, but those five elders are too high on their ego to acknowledge him as a threat to their lives.”

“Even so, we are here to serve order and justice, that means we do our duty even if it kills us,” Kong said sternly as his writing intensified.

“Order? Justice? Is that what we serve? Or are we simply guard dogs to slave masters and mass murderers?” Issho said. Kong let go of the pen and sighed before looking up at his one remaining friend.

“Issho. Do not speak of such things. Your words hold too much weight. I am just barely holding onto my faith. Bradley, my closest friend, commander of The Gotei all this time. The marines destroyed. And, my bosses completely blind to the truth! I am barely hanging on, so I beg of you. Do not force me to doubt what I have followed and believed for all my life.” Kong picked up the pen again.

“Maybe it’s time to find something else to follow?”

“My ways are set in stone, Issho! You are dismissed, go make sure your unit is ready for when hell breaks loose.”

“Maybe you’re right, Kong! Perhaps all of our ways are set in stone.” Issho stood up and made his way out of the room.

****A few hours after****

Saint Jalmack was walking inside the Holy land. His current destination was the first set of gates leading into the Pangaea Castle. He had a sizable escort with him and they were about as stoic as he. They said nothing, only pushed people away or glared at the ones staring at Jalmack.

“Saint Jalmack! To what do we owe the pleasure?” The same captain that had once stopped Bradley here many times in the past now stopped this World Noble.

“I need… To get inside.” Jalmack’s voice was stoic, even worse maybe. It sounded like there was no life in his body.

“Forgive me, Lord Jalmack, but that is not possible today. Kong has forbidden entrance, even if it’s you.” The guard captain bowed his head, hoping that this usually cruel World Noble wouldn’t punish him.

“I see.” Jalmack dug down into his pocket and took out a small device. His eyes lit up in green bright light for just a second. “This will do then!” Jalmack raised his hand, and after a deep breath, he said. “For the Gotei!” And then he pressed the button on the tiny device.

*BOOOOOOOM*

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