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"Quick! These are the cage keys—go to the other cells and free everyone!"
A red-skinned, powerfully built fish-man threw open the fish-men prison and barked orders to the captives inside.
"Yes, Boss Fisher!"
The man was none other than Fisher, who had escaped through the drainage outlet a year earlier.
Against all odds, he had survived—and just as history once recorded, he had climbed back up the Red Line.
Without stopping, Fisher sprinted toward Chenos's cell.
But when he unlocked it—
Chenos wasn't there.
"Where's Chenos?"
The prisoners shook their heads.
Only Hancock's two younger sisters cried out:
"Chenos and our sister were taken away by Charlos! They still haven't come back—please, can you save them?!"
Fisher's brow furrowed deeply.
Taken away by a Celestial Dragon in the middle of the night…
That usually meant only one thing.
Still, Fisher didn't hesitate.
"Alright. You escape first. I'll go find them and bring them to you."
With that, he turned and raced toward Charlos's residence.
At the same time, the doors to Charlmark's mansion burst open.
Chenos walked out with Hancock at his side.
Inside the room, Charlmark lay on the floor—no longer recognizable as human.
Though still alive, his limbs were severed, his organs shattered.
For him, death would have been mercy.
Stepping outside, Chenos immediately noticed the raging inferno engulfing part of Mary Geoise.
Flames climbed into the sky.
Chenos smiled faintly.
"Looks like Fisher arrived right on time."
The most rational choice now was obvious—
escape immediately.
Leave this hell forever.
Yet Chenos's gaze drifted instinctively toward Charlos's residence.
"Chenos! Mary Geoise is on fire—this is our chance. Let's escape now!"
Hancock understood him too well.
She knew what Charlos had done to Chenos—
using him like a dog, discarding him when bored, then selling him to Charlmark, his sworn enemy.
Even she wanted Charlos dead.
But—
Revenge now might cost them their only chance at freedom.
She could see it in Chenos's eyes—
murderous intent so thick it was almost tangible.
Chenos looked at her, guilt flickering across his face.
"I'm sorry, Hancock."
"I'll just check."
"If Charlos is there, I'll kill him quickly and leave."
"If he's gone, I'll escape immediately."
"You leave first—I'll find you."
Time was too short.
Before Hancock could reply, Chenos dashed toward Charlos's estate.
After just two steps, he sensed movement behind him.
Hancock was following.
Chenos's heart warmed.
He flashed beside her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her into his arms as he sprinted forward.
"Silly girl."
"Chenos—!"
Hancock's face flushed bright red as she buried herself against his chest, too embarrassed to look up.
With explosive speed, they reached Charlos's residence.
BOOM!
Chenos smashed through the window, landing inside the room—
Only to find it empty.
Charlos was already gone.
Disappointment flickered briefly through Chenos's eyes.
Lucky bastard.
But next time—
Charlos would die.
"CHENOS!!!"
As Chenos exited the building, a familiar voice roared toward him.
Fisher was charging straight at him.
Beside him ran a breathless but determined young man—Tesoro.
They had met on the way.
Despite having no combat ability, Tesoro followed Fisher the moment he learned Chenos had been taken.
"Fisher! Tesoro—over here!"
They collided together.
Seeing Chenos alive, Fisher's tension finally shattered.
He stepped forward and pulled Chenos into a fierce embrace.
"You're safe… thank the sea."
Chenos was Fisher's first human friend.
Though the Celestial Dragons made Fisher hate humanity, Chenos was different.
Chenos smiled and punched both of them lightly.
"I'm not that easy to kill."
"Let's go—this isn't the place to talk."
Fisher shook his head.
"You go first. I still need to burn more places."
"I'm freeing everyone."
Chenos frowned, then met Fisher's gaze steadily.
"I'll stay and help—"
"No."
Fisher interrupted firmly.
"I'm a fish-man. I can escape through the route we used before."
"You're a Devil Fruit user—you can't."
"This is something I must do."
"When we're all free—then we'll drink together."
Chenos clenched his teeth.
Then nodded.
"I understand, Brother."
"I'll wait for you."
Fisher smiled broadly.
"Fish-Man Island."
With that, he charged off—
setting fire to mansions, smashing structures, igniting Mary Geoise piece by piece.
Chenos didn't hesitate anymore.
He led Hancock, Tesoro, and her sisters toward the exit.
Normally, the Holy Land was sealed by heavy guards.
But now—
Every soldier was rushing to save Celestial Dragons.
The exits were empty.
At the coast, Fisher had already prepared small boats.
Once aboard, they could reach Sabaody Archipelago—
a chaotic haven where even the World Government struggled to maintain control.
After regrouping with Hancock's sisters, the group boarded the boats.
As the oars dipped into the sea—
Mary Geoise burned behind them.
And freedom lay ahead.
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