Chapter 219: The Art Of Surrender
“Hmm… Military-Industrial Complex, huh.”
“That’s actually quite an interesting idea.”
Wright looked at the contents of the letter and sighed.
Bringing together the arms families that were originally fighting independently, then packaging them all up to give to the Beasts Pirates—not to mention, this somewhat aged middle-aged man did have some ideas.
“This isn’t the main point.”
Miss La continued explaining while knitting the yarn in her hands, the golden knitting needle shuttling back and forth in her slender fingers.
“If those great families fight independently, then even if it’s a bit troublesome for us to take them down one by one as planned, it also gives us time to slowly digest them.”
“Now that they’ve banded together, it’s convenient for us since we don’t have to hunt them down one by one, but it’s also somewhat hard to know where to start biting.”
After all, just the market gap left by the Mediya Family alone took the Beasts Pirates a full half year to completely digest.
And that was merely the market, not including the factories, mines, and special channels that were abandoned.
If they wanted to fully take all of that into their own hands, who knows how much time and energy it would take.
“You mean this guy named Willy still has some intention of resisting?”
“No.”
Looking at the purple-black yarn constantly weaving in her hands, Miss La said:
“This man is very smart; he might be the only one who guessed our true purpose.”
The letters hastily submitted by those previous families offered all sorts of conditions.
Some were willing to hand over a certain percentage of profits, some directly gifted a certain number of mines and factories, and others simply wanted to become subordinate families of the Beasts Pirates like those subordinate pirate crews.
Of course, there were also those whose heads weren’t clear and were vague about concessions.
“Only this Mister Willy mentioned having us send people to convert all their arms factories under them to the Beasts Pirates’ production model.”
“Not just changing the name, but like the factories on Fenrir Island, using the same machinery to produce the same products, then applying the same label.”
In plain terms, it’s a branch company.
“Wouldn’t that leak our technology? If they make some small moves or reveal the technology to the World Government, then we…”
Wright’s concern wasn’t unfounded, but Miss La had a different perspective.
“The revolver pistol isn’t something with a particularly high technical barrier; the World Government could research and produce it if they wanted.”
“But in the end, those official arms factories have Navy orders as a guarantee and don’t need to spend energy on research and innovation at all.”
“Do you believe that even if they could perfectly imitate our craftsmanship and produce firearms with performance close to ours, they wouldn’t smoothly get equipped directly into the Navy’s hands?”
After all, dislodging a complete interest chain that’s been entrenched for years and is solid as a rock isn’t that easy.
Given the World Government’s level of corruption, who knows how many Smith commissioners, Singh ministers, and Sato congressmen are involved in greasing palms.
You want to change the production line? Fine.
But the procured instruments must be from Minister Hark’s brother-in-law’s factory.
You say the instrument models don’t match?
That’s for you to figure out; Minister Hark went to the trouble of taking a precious pure gold diamond-encrusted pen out of his drawer to sign for you—surely you can satisfy this small request?
The larger and more bloated the organization, the harder it is to eradicate the breeding of corrupt behavior.
In comparison, the Beasts Pirates’ quick and efficient pirate model is much more streamlined.
Most crucially, the Beasts Pirates don’t actually value profits that highly.
The current Beasts Pirates aren’t short on money—very much not short.
“Our true purpose is to sell the Beasts Pirates’ arms all over the world, to extend our tentacles into every outbreak of war…”
“To make the Beasts Pirates a byword for war, or rather victory… This man named Willy saw through this point and went against the grain, proactively asking us for profits.”
This is a very clever hint; compared to the proactive “giving” from the other families, Willy positioned himself completely passively, instead demanding from the Beasts Pirates.
It both shows complete determination to side with the Beasts Pirates and moderately demonstrates his own ability and value.
“Tch! These guys who’ve always been lurking underground really have a ton of schemes.”
“Just surrender cleanly~ Why bother with all this scheming.”
Dante, who half-understood, disdainfully curled his lip; although he now wore glasses and could be considered half a cultured person, his essence was still that of a pirate.
Compared to these merchants who said half and hid half, circling around at every turn, he preferred the negotiation style of knife in red and knife out.
“The overly rigid breaks easily; only those who can bend can stretch.”
“We do lack talent in this area right now.”
To do something big like “rebellion,” you need all sorts of people under you.
The Beasts Pirates now have sufficient talent reserves in terms of martial prowess, but are somewhat weak in other areas.
This is an inevitable underlying affliction for a pure violent organization.
“Miss La, you mean… let this Willy manage those arms families?”
“Mm.”
“Compared to us outsiders, having him, an insider who understands our needs, manage the other insiders is the most suitable.”
“In addition, we need to assign him a suitable first mate.”
“You’re right; after all, he’s an outsider. We still need to send one of our own to keep surveillance.”
Wright nodded, thinking that Miss La really considered things thoroughly.
However, Miss La’s next personnel choice was somewhat unexpected to him.
“No need to send one of our own; just have the young family head of the Mediya Family go.”
“Huh? That arrogant second-generation heir?”
Although Kaido didn’t read Miss La’s report, he, as the executive secretary, had read it word for word.
He knew full well what kind of person Caspar was.
Back at the ceremony, the fact that he didn’t get slapped to death could only be said to be due to Miss Aoxi’s good temper and this guy’s good luck!
But unexpectedly, after picking up his life, this guy didn’t flee to the North Sea with his father with his tail between his legs; instead, he continued hopping around in the New World, and recently even hopped right in front of the Beasts Pirates.
This kid either had a screw loose or really had guts.
“It’s just that his own strength doesn’t match his ambition; people like this are everywhere in the New World—not a big flaw.”
“After going through some ups and downs, this young family head has also learned to make the right choices, hasn’t he?”
At the very least, those secrets of the various underground factions are still very valuable to the Beasts Pirates.
Moreover, unlike the other families that have retreats, this “lone wolf” of the Mediya Family has no path of retreat left and can only cling tightly to the Beasts Pirates.
If one day this “lone wolf” gets another brain fart and wants to betray… no need for the Beasts Pirates to act; just based on the secrets he knows, the other underground factions wouldn’t let him see a second sun.
“Let him give it a try; use him if he can, demote him if he can’t—just treat it as a spare move.”
“Anyway, we don’t have anyone more suitable within the pirate crew, do we?”
“Alright… but won’t this make the other families dissatisfied?”
Willy aside, he still has some prestige among those families.
But Caspar, this previously despised second-generation heir who just got humiliated among the various families, would surely take the chance to get revenge no matter how you look at it.
And those families wouldn’t submit to him either.
“Isn’t some dissatisfaction great? Sometimes conflict is the best catalyst to push events forward.”
Under Miss La’s shuttling golden knitting needle, a lump of purple-black thing was gradually taking shape—it looked like a… sea star.
