If it were any other time, it would be fine.
After all, this is a particularly sensitive period, the North Sea Amusement Park plan has already commenced, and the ships carrying the World Nobility departed from Mary Geoise this morning.
Although this is a top-secret plan, under Admiral level is not privy to this information, but just thinking that if that man really noticed, made a special trip to cause trouble...
It would be an even worse situation than Divine Valley!
The consequences would be unimaginable!
Luckily.
Luckily, with Drake's timely intelligence report, it was like a stone had been lifted from his heart, bringing him reassurance.
"Pass my orders."
Sengoku spoke in a low voice, "The entire G1 Branch should enter the highest state of readiness, and at the same time notify Aokiji and Garp to immediately head to the G1 Branch and stand by, remember, let them hold their ground and not take action without orders from headquarters!"
Feint attack?
Divert the tiger from the mountain?
One must admit, the Endgame under that man's lead is unlike any other Four Emperors Team, not just charging recklessly but playing these kinds of tricks.
But it's pointless, in front of him who is known as the "Intelligent General," these petty schemes won't succeed!
"If I remember correctly, the second batch of Peacekeepers should have completed their maintenance, right?"
Sengoku hesitated for a bit, then added, "Deploy six of them immediately to G1 Branch, it must not fail!"
Two Admiral-level forces.
Several elite Vice Admirals, along with Peacekeepers, and tens of thousands of elite Marines...
To defeat the Endgame with this setup is unlikely, but it should be enough to make them reconsider!
The Navy won't be so easily driven out of the New World!
"I don't understand, Sengoku."
Vice Admiral Tsuru put down the teacup, frowned, and said, "Why send those two this time, you previously mentioned Akainu went to the Holy Land for a secret mission, fine, but where is Borsalino now?"
"..."
Sengoku remained silent for a while, shook his head, and sighed, "I can't tell you, Tsuru."
"I see..."
Tsuru squinted her eyes and fell silent.
She knew this old friend of several decades all too well, whenever speaking in such a tone, it indicated the matter had touched the taboo red line set by the World Government.
Really.
One Akainu wasn't enough, now another one is called away, even the defensive measures in the New World are becoming a bit tense.
Tsuru picked up the teacup again and turned her gaze outside the window.
Over at the Holy Land, what exactly are they secretly doing without informing the people below?
...
North Sea, Lubunier Kingdom.
At the break of dawn, a boy named Ah Bi got up early, completed his morning routine at the fastest speed, and rushed out the door.
Today was the day he and his friend Ah Ni had agreed to set sail together, leaving their hometown, heading to the Grand Line to pursue their dreams!
Ah Bi quickly traversed the morning streets, with a faint hint of dew in the air.
Although not bustling, even impoverished could describe the capital of Lubunier Kingdom, the morning tranquility still brought great comfort.
In his backpack was an old navigation log, the only relic his father left him, it recorded countless legends of the "Golden Land" and nautical skills.
From a very young age, he had heard from his father.
Their ancestor was that very Noland.
And his father always wanted to find the Golden Land, to prove that the title "King of Lie" was a sheer slander, that their executed and mocked ancestor was not wrong!
—The so-called Golden Land truly exists!!!
Unfortunately.
His father never achieved this dream before he died, and now that he was sixteen, it was his turn to search for the Golden Land!
"Ah Ni must be impatiently waiting at the port..." Ah Bi couldn't help but smile, speeding his pace.
His friend Ah Ni, although setting sail together, had a completely different goal, to go to that place called the New World and join an organization called Endgame.
Ah Bi still remembered the look of yearning on Ah Ni's face, eyes glittering, when talking about this dream:
"What? You don't know! That Lord Shano is a true hero who even dares to kill a Heavenly Celestial Dragon! There, you don't need to pay Celestial Gold, worry about Germa's army, or fear Pirates; everyone can earn their respect through their own efforts! Achieve the life they desire!"
Does such a place really exist in this world?
Living in this impoverished land since childhood, Ah Bi always feels it's a scam, wanting to laugh at his partner.
But thinking carefully, his pursuit of the Golden Land might seem even more absurd to others, and Ah Ni never laughed at him, right?
So in the end, he just scratched his head, muttering, "Suit yourself."
Turning the corner, the port was already in sight.
Ah Bi suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Something was off.
It was too quiet.
The morning port should have been bustling with fishing boats setting sail, yet now there wasn't even the call of seagulls; through the mist, faint figures in white cloaks were pacing the docks.
Ah Bi's heart sank heavily.
He instinctively hid behind a corner of the wall, holding his breath, cautiously peeking around.
In the mist, those white figures appeared particularly conspicuous; wearing masks, brandishing weapons, cold and harshly driving fishermen off their boats.
Hmm?
Ah Bi's eyes widened, face full of anger turning crimson.