One Punch of Justice

“This is how things work here. Every young person in this village was forcefully taken to the palace…”

The woman let out a tired sigh, her face a reflection of the struggles and exhaustion that come with a harsh life.

“The ones who are left in this village are the ones lacking any special talents or skills. We struggle every single day just to stay alive… I don’t know who you are, but considering your youth, you might not have much to offer in terms of assistance. So take this chance to hide away before the ‘God‘ catch sight of you, while there’s still a chance.”

“God?”

Tashigi took a moment, her expression puzzled as she tried to make sense of the woman’s mention of the word, “Wait, so you’re talking about that one ruler, right? I’m still trying to wrap my head around this whole ‘God’ thing…

But let me tell you, even though we’re young, we’ve got some serious abilities. Take Saitama-san over there, He’s like the ultimate protector of justice, no enemy stands a chance against him…”

Saitama scratched his head, “Well… at least for now.”

“I appreciate your kindness,” the woman replied, shaking her head with a glimmer of hopelessness in her eyes. She sighed, “But justice alone is insufficient to overcome the tyrannical ‘God’, not to mention the even more powerful monster lurking in the shadows, whose power rivals that of a god…

If we dare to resist, we’ll be risking our lives, each and every one of us facing a death sentence…”

“Once again, she mentioned the ‘God’… I hope it’s not the same god we’re familiar with!” murmured Tashigi.

“I’ve changed my mind. This floating island doesn’t strike me as peaceful at all!” Saitama said with a disinterested expression on his face.

As the two pondered over the news they had just heard, a sudden sound shattered the tranquil atmosphere.

In the distance, a squad of soldiers stealthily crawled on the ground, gradually approaching the two marines in the town.

“Oh no! It’s the God’s Guards!”

The middle-aged woman exclaimed in fear and desperately tried to push Saitama and Tashigi, urging, “Quick, run! If they catch you, you’ll be stuck here for the rest of your lives…”

However, her feeble attempts couldn’t even budge Tashigi.

Standing motionless, Saitama glanced at the solders and blinked, “Why the heck are they crawling? They’re a bunch of weirdoes!”

Within moments, the guards closed in and surrounding them from all sides.

“So you’re the illegal entrants who came from the Blue Sea?! ‘Illegal entry’ is an 11th degree crime according to ‘Heaven’s Judgment’.”

A burly man took a step forward, giving Saitama and Tashigi a thorough appraisal, nodding with a mix of satisfaction and curiosity.

“Well, well… Seems like we’ve got some visitors from the Blue Sea here!

Although the man doesn’t seem all that useful, the woman sure catches the eye.

She could be a worthy offering to the God…”

Saitama, sporting a displeased expression, couldn’t help but pick his nose. “Hey, hey… What do you mean I’m not useful?”

“It means you’re practically worthless. We could eliminate you right now, and it wouldn’t change a thing…”

The leader let out a chilling chuckle, crossing his arms and exuding an aura of superiority. “But based on our information, there should be over a hundred unauthorized persons here! I’ve brought the entire force just for this occasion. There’s no escaping us. Gather the rest of your group and surrender without resistance!”

“No, we’re not planning to hide at all.”

Saitama lazily waved his hand, his eyes squinting. “If you wanna know where they are, I’ll save you the trouble… Just keep going straight ahead for about ten minutes, and you’ll spot the ship that brought us. They’re all there.”

“Heh, you’re being cooperative, huh? Saves us the pain of torturing you for answers!”

The leader smirked, satisfied with Saitama’s compliance, commanded his comrades beside him, “Alright, you two, stay right here and keep an eye on them! The rest of you, let’s go. We’ve got a bunch of criminals to round up! It’s all in the name of our God, Heso!”

His voice carried a mix of authority and determination, motivating his comrades to take action.

They immediately displayed a surge of enthusiasm, as if they were injected with an adrenaline rush. “Heso!”

As the word echoed through the air, the rest of the God’s Guard wasted no time and charged straight towards Saitama’s warship.

Seizing the opening, Saitama and Tashigi exchanged a knowing glance, swiftly executing precise strikes that swiftly brought the two soldiers crashing down.

They restrained their adversaries with a firm grip, maintaining control over the situation.

And so, the official interrogation began.

“Since the civilians are too scared to speak, we’re left with no other choice but to turn to you for answers…” Tashigi adjusted her glasses and fixed a stern gaze upon the tied soldiers.

“Hey, who’s this ‘God’ you keep mentioning? And why capture all the men and young girls? Isn’t that going too far?” Tashigi demanded, her voice edged with frustration.

The two soldiers, caught off guard by the sudden change in demeanor, couldn’t believe how quickly things had escalated.

“Damn it… Let us go!” one of the soldiers protested, still not fully grasping the gravity of their situation.

“Hey, you!!

Do you realize what you’ve done?!

Do you even know who we are?

We’re the White Berets!

The unit directly under God’s priests!

Your actions constitute a serious violation of the protection law, a second-degree crime.

Brace yourselves for the impending wrath of our God! You will soon regret your foolish actions!”

“Ugh, this is so annoying!” Saitama grumbled, his expression unchanged as he playfully flicked the soldier’s forehead with his finger.

The soldier’s head jerked back, vibrating like a spring for a moment.

“Just answer the questions,” Saitama said nonchalantly.

“You dare touch me like that?” the second soldier growled, a mix of anger and surprise in his voice.

Saitama didn’t bat an eye, extending his right hand as if to say he was ready for another punch.

A flicker of uncertainty passed through the soldiers’ eyes as they observed Saitama’s unwavering confidence.

“Wait… wait!”

The soldier, feeling cornered, couldn’t help but show a glimpse of fear.

“Alright, I’ll tell you what you want… It’s no secret anyway. Listen carefully, Baldy!”

Saitama’s face fell with disappointment as he heard the familiar nickname. “Baldy! Seriously, even in this place?!” he grumbled quietly.

“We’re the God’s Guards, the top and elite force…”

Saitama cut him off with a quick punch. “Skip that part, you’ve already said it.”

“Alright, alright, please, no more!

Our God’s name is ‘Enel‘!

Our job is to keep the civilians safe, follow orders, and catch any unauthorized intruders!

Are you happy now?

Please, spare me any more punches!” the soldier pleaded, his fear palpable.

With a casual expression and half-closed eyes, Saitama waved his hand dismissively. “Nah, not at all.”

Leaning in closer, he asked in a casual tone, “Why’s your ‘God’ into kidnapping guys and girls? Got some messed-up hobbies or what?”

“Wait a minute… That wasn’t the God’s command,” the soldier hesitated for a moment before answering with a hint of confidence, “It was a request from Captain Shiki the Golden Lion. I don’t have all the details, but something big is happening! SOme “

“Shiki the Golden Lion”

Tashigi paused, a glimmer of recognition crossing her face. Saitama, on the other hand, remained indifferent. As someone not from this world, he had little knowledge of actual pirates and their histories.

“Hey, hey… Are you telling me you’ve never heard of the legendary Shiki-sama?”

Oen of the tied soldiers stared at the two with a mixture of shock and confusion, his brows furrowing deeply as he struggled to comprehend their lack of knowledge.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! How can you not know about Shiki-sama, the infamous Golden Lion? He’s the terror of the Blue Sea! Are you seriously telling me you’re from below?”

“Ah… I think I remember now…”

Tashigi’s face lit up with sudden recognition, and she clapped her hands.

“I remember! The ‘Flying Pirate,’ the first prisoner who pulled off a crazy escape from ‘Impel Down‘.”

“Now that you finally get it, you better let us go.”

The soldier sneered, enjoying his moment of superiority. “We’ll pretend this never happened, so you better set us free right now, or else…!”

Saitama glanced at Tashigi with his usual poker face. “Is he seriously trying to threaten me?”

The other soldier chimed in, adding a cheeky remark. “If God or Shiki-sama find out what you two did, I guarantee your lives won’t be worth a single breath!

They’ll make you suffer in ways you can’t even imagine!

And let’s not forget about our elite forces, they’ll swiftly capture your remaining comrades.

Trust me, they don’t stand a chance. Pray they don’t put up a fight! Hahaha…”

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Meanwhile,

At Saitama’s warship,

The highly trained Marines effortlessly overpowered the self-proclaimed elite forces, known as the ‘God’s Guards,’ as if they were on a routine hunting trip.

Once the immediate threat was neutralized, they seamlessly returned to their regular duties, which included the crucial task of preparing lunch for the Rear Admiral.

However, the effects of the intense engagement caused a slight lapse in their concentration, leading to some dishes being unintentionally overcooked.

This is truly disappointing…

To consider these soldiers as the island’s elite force!

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