Earning One Trillion Berries Before Retiring Chapter 21-25

Chapter 21 Marines? Executioner?

After Pochi left, a smile played across Kahn's lips. He understood why Pochi had considered letting Buggy go. The likes of the Straw Hat crew had been released after paying their bounties, a situation not applicable to Buggy . As Kahn had earlier stated, they didn't care about releasing them once they parted with their money. But Buggy was a different story.

Buggy 's psychological state was shaped by events from his youth. He was likely relieved to have escaped with his life intact. Kahn realized that his previous notoriety still held value, and it was perhaps why Buggy was showing submission.

However, few pirates, like Buggy , were aware of the past events. In Buggy 's case, since no promises were made, there was no contradiction.

The vital point was that Buggy 's growth was slower than that of the Straw Hats. Furthermore, their two groups were fundamentally different types of pirates.

Since Buggy 's growth couldn't be rushed, why not exert a firmer hand this time? Raising pigs is a reasonable analogy. Buggy 's fortune had been a result of sheer chance. This acquisition would bring his assets to two billion Baileys, inching him closer to tens of billions.

Kahn's subsequent goal was mastering the second form of the fruit. His approach followed his original plan after purchasing the fruit. His identity had now been exposed, evident from his interactions with Dragon and the call from the Sengoku. This necessitated a more calculated approach to his actions.

Of course, revealing his strength was also essential and part of Kahn's strategy. Displaying his strength could quell dissension within the Navy. The more extremist faction, epitomized by Akainu, were critical of his past actions. The recent incident underscored this point.

However, even the Sengoku harbored some resentment, which Kahn could sense from their recent conversations. Thus, it was imperative to exhibit his formidable combat prowess. This way, he could suppress negative sentiments within the Navy.

Garp served as a testament to the benefits of strength. Despite his occasional missteps, his immense strength had continually won him forgiveness.

In truth, achieving wealth as a Navy officer had limitations. Certain actions were proscribed due to his role, such as the matter concerning the second vest. A general with fewer inhibitions could have greater latitude and make more money with ease.

Moreover, the matter of physical aging was temporarily secondary. It wasn't a pressing concern at the moment.

As the ship continued its journey through the first half of the Grand Line, they spotted a pirate vessel on the horizon.

"Report to Lieutenant General Kahn, a pirate ship has been spotted ahead. It's confirmed to be the Giant Whale Pirate Group. Shall we engage?"

"Proceed. Fire at will."

Pochi was about to leave but halted at Kahn's command.

"Wait a moment."

"Lieutenant General Kahn, what are your orders?"

"Bring the cannonballs to the deck. I'll fire them myself. I haven't moved much in the past few days, and my body's gotten a bit stiff."

Pochi was surprised momentarily, then realized Kahn was referring to the recent incident.

A gleam of excitement appeared in his eyes. "Understood, Lieutenant General Kahn."

Shortly after, the ship's deck was laden with cannonballs, set up in rows.

Kahn stepped forward and picked up a cannonball, assessing its weight. After inhaling deeply, he hurled it towards the distant pirate ship.

The shell's speed outpaced the cannon fire, translating to greater impact.

The first cannonball struck the pirate ship's mast, causing the massive whale pirate flag to topple. Screams of terror echoed from the pirates on board.

Although Pochi had witnessed this before, he couldn't help but be astonished anew.

The pirate ship swiftly yielded to the overwhelming force.

Observing this, Kahn expressed a hint of regret. "Why did they surrender so quickly?"

"Why, it seems that I've lost some stamina. I feel a bit tired after only a few shots."

Kahn lamented, enviously comparing himself to Garp. That old man could toss cannonballs without breaking a sweat. An odd thought struck him: could Garp last as long in other areas as he did in battle?

However, now that Kahn was at his peak, he truly understood Garp's might.

Five Elders's tolerance for Garp began to make sense—it was Garp's power that mattered. Prestige might fade, but strength endured.

Pochi observed the initially 200 cannonballs, now reduced to just a dozen. His lips twitched with amusement.

"Pochi."

"Lieutenant General Kahn, here I am."

"Retrieve the others."

A sheepish grin spread across Pochi's face. "What's the matter?"

"Lieutenant General Kahn, we've captured so many pirates that there's no room left on this ship."

Kahn was taken aback. "In that case, dispose of those who committed heinous crimes and those who can't afford their ransom. These individuals are both dangerous and bereft of the means to be redeemed. There's no need to waste more resources on them. These pirates don't deserve to continue living!"

"But this is the third time our holding cells have filled."

"Ah, this is the third time?"

Soon, Kahn's dissatisfaction surfaced.

"Pochi, are you gunning for last place? Eliminate those whose ransom is less than 10 million or whose bounty is less than 10 million. Rid us of these people in one fell swoop!"

A spark of hope illuminated Pochi's eyes, and he promptly set to work.

Kahn watched as pirates were ushered onto the deck, their knees hitting the ground in submission. Their expressions conveyed foreboding, suggesting they anticipated their impending fate.

To Kahn, these individuals were familiar; they seemed resigned to their doom.

Pochi and the sea soldiers also appeared accustomed to this scenario—it marked the third occurrence. With precision, the process of execution began.

Sailors dispatched each pirate with a gunshot. Pochi inquired about any remaining bounties, collecting two million Berries from one pirate.

"Execution!" Pochi called out.

The pirates, still processing their imminent fate, trembled in desperation.

"I have money! I still have money! Please don't kill me!"

The sailor beside the pleading pirate halted.

"How much do you have? Where is it?" Pochi inquired with a blank expression.

"Two million Berries! They're… uh..."

"No need to elaborate."

The pirate looked bewildered.

"Execution!"

As the gunshot resonated, the pirate's pupils dilated before he collapsed.

Other pirates attempted to flee, but their efforts were curtailed when their limbs were severed. They faced death with despair in their eyes.

"More trash pirates. A Great Route pirate, no less. And they're worth only two million? Are they belittling themselves? Moreover, they've taken so many lives!" Pochi sneered.

By this point, he had garnered more dividends than two million Berries.

The executions concluded swiftly.

Navy soldiers hoisted the lifeless bodies and discarded them overboard.

Though their heads could fetch a price, Kahn found the notion distasteful due to their low bounties.

The scene left the newly captured Giant Whale Pirates bewildered.

Were these Navy or executioners? When had Navy personnel become so brutal?

Chapter 22 : Jungle hunting is over!

Kahn had now captured over six pirates, and his direct income exceeded two billion Baileys.

This figure didn't even include the bounties offered by these pirates, which was expected to push the total income to exceed three billion Baileys. This didn't account for the value of the pirate ships that had been secured in his system space.

To accommodate the increasing number of captured pirate ships, Kahn invested in a mid-level system space measuring 10,000 meters in length and width.

This was enough to house all the pirate ships he had confiscated. The price of these ships varied, with some worth several million Baileys and others as much as 100 million Baileys, adding significantly to his gains.

Opening the intermediate space had cost him 300 million Baileys, and the service fees had soared from 10,000 Baileys per day to 1 million Baileys.

The costs were exorbitant, but despite this, Kahn's funds had now exceeded five billion Baileys. He was just five billion away from his ten-billion-Bailey goal.

Kahn had proven that he could amass wealth rapidly as long as he put his mind to it. Challenges could always be surmounted with creative solutions.

Three days later, Kahn's warship left the G18 base. This time, he handed over all the pirates on his ship to the base, including Morgan the axe hand and Colonel Mouse.

These pirates would be transported to the city for further processing. While the Sengoku had initially suggested executing them, Kahn intended to return later for that purpose. He felt it would be more strategic, allowing him to maximize his earnings before he did so.

The benefits of his exposure to strength began to show. The Navy's demands were less severe due to his impressive combat display. At that moment, Pochi's voice echoed once again.

"Report to Lieutenant General Kahn, the information about the Straw Hat crew you requested has been transmitted from headquarters."

"Excellent. Tell me the details."

Pochi provided the details. "Yes, Lieutenant General Kahn. The Straw Hat crew has left Magnetic Drum Island and is heading towards the Kingdom of Alabasta. They are expected to arrive there within a week."

Kahn's eyes gleamed with excitement. Alabasta held significant potential for profit, especially due to an imminent major event. He had been tracking the movements of the Straw Hat crew in anticipation, and now he had the information he needed.

"Very well, Pochi. The Jungle hunting is over. It's time to catch the big fish."

Pochi, while not entirely clear about the metaphor, understood the intent. "Understood, Lieutenant General Kahn."

Although Pochi didn't understand what Kahn meant by "jungle," he grasped the concept of hunting big game.

However, he remained puzzled. The Straw Hat Pirates currently had relatively low bounties, especially considering that only Luffy had an official bounty. They were worth less than the Giant Whale Pirates they had just apprehended.

"Lieutenant General Kahn, the Straw Hat Pirates don't have high bounties," Pochi inquired.

Kahn clarified, "I'm not referring to the Straw Hat Pirates as the 'big fish.' However, we might as well collect a bounty on our way. This incident will likely increase their bounties."

Boqi remained perplexed. "Pochi, don't overthink it. Set course at full speed. You'll understand when the time comes."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Kahn," Pochi acknowledged and left.

Seeing Pochi leave, Kahn's smile widened. The "big fish" he referred to wasn't Luffy, who had just entered the Grand Line and was relatively inexperienced. He was referring to Luffy's brother, Portgas D. Ace, also known as Fire Fist Ace.

Ace was the only son of the legendary pirate Gol D. Roger, and his bounty was an impressive 550 million Baileys. He was a renowned and formidable pirate.

However, Kahn wasn't interested in this relatively low bounty. If Ace hadn't left the New World, he wouldn't have been an easy target.

The Four Emperors' pirates rarely operated individually. Catching Ace was akin to stumbling upon an unexpected treasure.

The Straw Hat Pirates had left Drum Island, which suggested that Ace might have entered Alabasta. Kahn hoped that, with some luck, he might find Ace there.

"I wonder how much Whitebeard will offer as a ransom. But as the heir to One Piece, he's worth 10 billion Baileys," Kahn mused.

Alabasta presented another opportunity for profit—the Baroque Works organization had a strong presence there. Over time, they had likely amassed a considerable wealth. Given the kingdom's role in assisting with quelling the Baroque Works rebellion, Kahn anticipated the Kingdom of Alabasta to show gratitude, perhaps with a substantial monetary reward.

All in all, Kahn expected to earn more than 10 billion Baileys, potentially even reaching close to 20 billion Baileys, if things went well in Alabasta.

Comparatively, the income from his jungle exploits paled in comparison to the prospect of targeting a major player. The risk was certainly higher, but the potential reward was greater.

"Whitebeard, the remnants of the old era, and me, a veteran of the old era—it's time for a substantial interaction," Kahn murmured, gazing out at the vast blue sea.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 23 : What is a baroque-works society to me?

Because Kahn's warship was exceptionally fast, and the sea area between Kahn's location and Alabasta wasn't vast, it took only two days for Kahn and his crew to arrive at the port of the desert country ahead of schedule.

Pochi's voice reported, "Reporting to Lieutenant General Kahn, we've detected pirate ships in the port ahead. It seems like these pirates are attacking the residents on the shore."

There was a note of anger in Pochi's tone. While money was important to him, he hadn't forgotten his duty.

Kahn's response was straightforward, "What are you waiting for? Capture the pirates!"

"Yes, Lieutenant General Kahn!" Pochi promptly left to execute the order.

Kahn had confidence in Pochi's abilities, considering their two years of partnership. Nonetheless, Kahn decided to follow along.

Evidence of pirate raids was evident throughout the town, with the cries of civilians audible from all around. As a seasoned observer, Kahn had seen these kinds of situations play out countless times.

"Any way you look at it, pirates like these deserve to be taken down," Kahn mused.

Then, a woman's voice rang out among the chaos, "Navy soldiers, they're Navy soldiers!"

In no time, the sounds of battle erupted, signaling the clash between marines and pirates.

Given that the pirates were a small and relatively unknown group, the elite navy soldiers from the headquarters quickly established dominance. The battle was clearly one-sided.

"Look, it's Crocodile, Lord Crocodile," a woman's voice exclaimed.

The crowd's mood shifted positively, and they appeared even more joyful than when they had spotted Kahn and his navy.

Kahn was intrigued, his memory bringing forth a particular scene. "So, Crocodile is here for damage control," he thought.

Crocodile stood atop a tower, observing the skirmish between Marines and pirates with a perplexed expression. He was wondering why the Navy had intervened, as this area was under the jurisdiction of the Warlords of the Sea, and Navy presence was rare.

He was also frustrated, as his attempt to flood the area with sand had seemingly gone to waste due to the Navy's intervention.

Eventually, Crocodile heard the cheers and shouts of the woman and the nearby residents, which seemed to improve his mood. He jumped into the fray, joining the battle.

The overall atmosphere grew more animated, but Kahn's expression turned darker. Some sailors had suffered injuries due to Crocodile's sand manipulation.

Kahn recalled that these sailors had actively participated in repelling pirates. "Reckless, Crocodile," he thought, frowning.

Without hesitation, Kahn sprang into action. Using his incredible speed, he reached Crocodile almost instantly and launched a powerful domineering fist at him.

Caught off guard, Crocodile transformed his body into sand to evade, but Kahn's fist contained Haki . The punch connected with Crocodile's chin, causing him to fly backward and crash into a wall, generating clouds of dust and debris.

This sudden turn of events astonished everyone present. Crocodile, a Warlord of the Sea and a powerful figure, had been struck and sent flying by the Navy.

Crocodile's subordinates were worried, yelling, "Lord Crocodile!"

Confusion and anger filled the air. "Why is the Navy attacking Lord Crocodile? What's happening?" People voiced their confusion.

Kahn maintained his composure. When Crocodile emerged from the dust, his face was a mixture of anger and pain, with blood trickling from his mouth. Kahn's eyes flickered with disdain as he witnessed Crocodile's appearance.

To him, Crocodile's claim to invincibility was a fallacy. The notion that Crocodile could remain unscathed in his sand form without any vulnerabilities didn't hold up. In the grand scheme of piracy, strength was crucial—standing still meant falling behind.

"Release him!" a voice demanded from the distance.

Emerging from the ruins, Crocodile walked out with a look of intense anger. Blood continued to stain his lips, and he was clearly injured.

Kahn's expression displayed a hint of mockery. The concept of invulnerability in Crocodile's sand form was simply a myth, and his failure to advance his strength since his defeat by Whitebeard was a testament to his stagnation.

Crocodile's voice carried anger as he shouted, "Navy, what is the meaning of this?"

Crocodile's actions and words garnered favor from the crowd, which appeared to empathize with him. They were increasingly resentful of the Navy's interference.

Kahn, however, offered a smile in response. "Civilians, right? Yet somehow, this guy over here seems more like a senior agent from Baroque Works."

Crocodile's expression shifted, showing his concern. Kahn noted, "Civilians wouldn't have been able to stand up so boldly under my haki."

Regardless, the revelation held little consequence now. Whether he was or wasn't, it made no difference.

"Tell me, who are you?" Kahn inquired, his gaze steady.

Just as the middle-aged man's face changed with fear, Kahn spoke up again. "I seem to recall that failure in your mission leads to death. But if you're captured by me, there's a chance you'll survive. Of course, I'm quite irritated at the moment, so maybe I'll just kill you."

Fear gripped the middle-aged man. "An arrogant old Navy man, I am a Warlord of the Sea! This is the territory of Baroque Works. Since when does the Navy have authority here?"

"And what's Baroque Works? And who are the Warlords of the Sea? Why should I even care?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 24 : Beating Crocodile!

Crocodile's frustration could no longer be contained; his entire body transformed into sand as he lunged forward. His anger was palpable, driving him to teach this old man a lesson. When had he been so infuriated?

Even Admiral Sengoku, or even the Fleet Admiral, wouldn't exhibit such arrogance. As long as no one was killed, there wouldn't be a major issue.

Kahn sneered in response to Crocodile's reaction. "Attacking Navy personnel and assaulting an old man—quite the audacious act. Now even Sengoku cannot scold me. "

With that statement, Kahn tossed the middle-aged man aside. In this moment, whether the man was associated with Baroque Works was irrelevant.

Kahn took a deep breath, summoning powerful fire energy that gathered in his mouth. "The Roar of the Fire Dragon!" he exclaimed.

A robust beam of flames surged forth, directed straight at Crocodile. In a desperate attempt to defend himself, Crocodile converted his body into sand, amassing a significant amount to shield against the attack. However, he underestimated the strength of Kahn's roar.

The intense heat of the flames instantly incinerated the sand Crocodile had gathered for defense. His complexion shifted drastically as he realized his mistake and swiftly dodged the fiery onslaught.

The torrent of flames swept past him, accompanied by a colossal explosion. The sound was deafening, and the impact created strong winds that triggered a sizeable tsunami. Fortunately, the sea levels were relatively low, and the explosion's distance from the town limited the damage caused.

Nonetheless, some seawater surged upward, and though the resulting tsunami eventually subsided, it was clear that the fierce blast had affected the surroundings. Amid the chaos, mist rose and sunlight interacted with the particles in the air to form a magnificent rainbow.

The spectacle left everyone present in awe, particularly the pirates, who were now terrified. Witnessing such a powerful display, they likely realised that avoiding an attack of that magnitude was a stroke of luck.

Crocodile, recovering from the shock, observed Kahn with a mix of fear and anger in his eyes. Kahn stood calmly, unaffected by the events that had transpired.

Crocodile's voice trembled as he spoke, "Are you the Fire Dragon Vice Admiral Kahn who fought against Hawkeye?"

Kahn's tone was nonchalant as he responded, "Well, you seem to be well-informed."

Crocodile quickly concluded that Kahn was the Navy officer who had fought the Warlords of the Sea, particularly Hawkeye. This revelation prompted Crocodile to take a deep breath. "Fire Dragon Kahn, the man who battled the world's greatest swordsman to a standstill. I'm familiar with your name."

"Really? But even so, I'm still going to teach you a lesson. Moreover, you're far from being as skilled as Hawkeye."

Kahn's words once again ignited Crocodile's fury. He was confident in his own strength and abilities, or else he wouldn't have dared to challenge Whitebeard. Crocodile couldn't fathom how this man before him could belittle him so.

The frustration in Crocodile's eyes was evident. "Your words irk me to no end."

"Upset? You'll be even more upset soon."

"Shave!"

In an instant, Kahn vanished from his spot. Before Crocodile could react, Kahn reappeared right in front of him and delivered a forceful kick. Crocodile shifted his arm into a sword of sand, attempting to counter Kahn's attack, but the resulting collision produced a distinct sound of impact.

The clash marked the beginning of their confrontation. However, Crocodile was no match for Kahn's strength at this point.

Kahn found an opening and swiftly sent Crocodile flying with another powerful kick.

Meanwhile, Kahn's impending Roar of the Fire Dragon attack loomed. Crocodile's attempts to evade proved futile this time, resulting in a direct hit by the roaring flames.

A spurt of blood sprayed from Crocodile's mouth as he was propelled away from the town by the force of the impact, leaving him scorched and blackened.

Kahn pursued Crocodile relentlessly, appearing beside him almost instantly. He grabbed Crocodile's face with his right hand and thrust him toward the ground. The resulting collision produced a resounding boom, as Crocodile's head crushed a section of the solid rock.

Kahn remained composed as he wiped the blood from his hands onto Crocodile's black robe. Retrieving a cigar, he placed it in his mouth, ignited it, and took a deep drag. Exhaling a substantial smoke ring, he mused, "Hmm, not bad at all. A post-battle cigarette is even better than a victory."

Sighing, Kahn regarded the defeated Crocodile beneath him with an indifferent expression. "When did a mediocre pirate like you become so audacious in front of me? Your arrogance is an embarrassment."

Crocodile appeared deeply humiliated and coughed up blood in response.

However, his situation further deteriorated as Kahn's attention shifted. "Is endurance your only strength? Or the title of Warlord of the Sea? You're a disgrace to that name. Frankly, I believe the title shouldn't even exist. It's embarrassing to see someone who can't recognize their own weaknesses prancing around."

A solemn voice intervened, "As a Navy officer, you can't kill a Warlord of the Sea."

Kahn's cold gaze focused on the newcomer. His disdainful tone returned as he remarked, "Small talk and excuses. Who would've thought that a trash-tier pirate like this could be so self-assured in front of me?"

Chapter 25: This compensation is not expensive for you, right?

Mr. 1's expression shifted drastically. Under normal circumstances, when the World Government demanded something, the Navy might be unhappy, but they would comply. This was the leverage of being a Warlord of the Sea. Often, it was also because the Warlords of the Sea were incredibly powerful pirates.

However, the Navy officer before him was a different breed entirely. He wielded monstrous strength and didn't adhere to common standards.

"Indeed, someone who tied with Hawkeye can't be underestimated," Mr. 1 muttered.

Mr. 1 was grappling with a dilemma. He knew he couldn't personally intervene in this situation; he was aware of his own limitations. Moreover, their boss was still in the enemy's clutches.

Kahn's voice broke the silence, his tone mocking. "Well, it's quite simple. Your friend Crocodile injured my men pretty badly. I'm thinking it's a significant injury. A bill of 1.8 billion Berries should cover the medical expenses."

He paused briefly before stepping on Crocodile's back, tapping it with his right hand. "And, of course, I've been quite busy since earlier. So, I'll need a shooting fee. Let's round it up to an even 2 billion Berries. After all, your Baroque Works seems to have quite the profitable business. I'm sure you can handle this minor expense."

Kahn's words left Mr. 1 dumbfounded. The medical expenses of a Navy soldier were exorbitant. And a shooting fee? This was beyond piracy; it was a whole new level of demands.

Even the Marines in the vicinity were stunned. They couldn't believe their ears. Their respect for Kahn had grown immensely. He was fighting for them, after all.

"Lieutenant General Kahn!"

The Marines were moved to tears. The one who had been injured by Crocodile was particularly emotional. He would willingly give his life if Kahn demanded it now.

"Why are you all crying like that? Is this how you uphold justice? What about those pirates?" Kahn teased, looking at the tearful sailor with a bemused expression.

The marines saluted respectfully, their voices filled with gratitude. "Yes, Lieutenant General Kahn! Captain Pochi is already gathering information."

Kahn nodded in acknowledgment.

Turning his attention to Mr. 1, who was visibly uneasy, Kahn's impatience became evident. "What's the matter? Your Baroque Works has been exploiting this territory for so long, robbing pirates left and right. Are you really struggling to scrape together this measly sum?"

"Are you mocking me? You damn old Navy man! Why would I give in? I'll kill you! Ah!"

Kahn's foot pressed on Crocodile's face, forcing him back into the sand with a thud. Crocodile struggled, but Kahn's foot remained firmly in place.

"Enough of your nonsense," Kahn stated before addressing Mr. 1 again. "Hurry up. I'm a busy man, and my time is valuable. If you don't pay up, I might just cripple him and sell him as a slave on the black market. I'm sure there are plenty who would be interested."

Mr. 1 was left speechless and hurriedly departed. Raising 2 billion Berries was a significant task even for Baroque Works.

Kahn released his hold on Crocodile, finding it tiresome to keep his foot on him. "Get a pair of Seastone handcuffs and secure this guy."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Kahn."

Crocodile was subdued and restrained in Seastone handcuffs. He glared murderously at Kahn, but his anger was ignored.

For Kahn, Crocodile, a former Warlord of the Sea, was now nothing more than a fallen ruler.

At that moment, a commotion arose in the town. The Royal Army was arriving, engaging in discussions with Pochi and others to understand the situation.

The captain of the Royal Army eventually approached. Crocodile, battered and defeated, was shocked. Even he recognized that this Navy officer was a monster in terms of strength.

But weren't the Navy and the Warlords of the Sea on the same side? Since Crocodile had established himself in Alabasta, Navy involvement was rare, typically limited to supply purchases.

"May I help you, sir?" the Royal Army captain inquired.

"It's like this," Kahn began, "the residents of this town feel that Crocodile's actions were unintentional and that his punishment has been sufficient. They're requesting his release."

"Release Crocodile?" The captain seemed taken aback.

Kahn was about to agree, but he was interrupted by a clear voice.

"Are you kidding? Crocodile nearly killed me just now! Besides, he attacked Navy personnel and violated the Warlords of the Sea's rules. I have every right to arrest him."

Crocodile's eyes flared with fury, but he restrained himself from saying anything further. The Navy officer before him was unlike any he had encountered before. He could torment him, but it wasn't necessary for Crocodile to further provoke him.

Mr. 1 returned with the money they needed. Despite the dire situation, Crocodile found solace in the fact that he would be released soon.

And yet, the humiliation of this day was something he vowed to repay tenfold.

With the arrival of the funds, Kahn's demand had been met. "See that? Crocodile has acknowledged his mistakes and cooperated willingly. He has also made a generous compensation. When the money arrives, he will be free to go."

(End of this chapter)