After the Battle

Marineford 'Fleet Admiral's Office

A week has passed quietly.

With Vegapunk's technology and the collaboration of various ability users, Marineford has been reborn from ruins.

The ruins have been rebuilt into a steel fortress, with hidden turrets and energy barriers silently embedded in the thick walls, making the entire fortress more formidable than ever before.

Although the World Government has not made a public statement, it has quietly slashed at the lifeline of the Navy with financial sanctions—drastically reducing financial support—in an attempt to strangle Justice through economic means.

However, Tesoro's golden torrent surged in against the tide, especially after learning that Roy had killed one of the Five Elders; his support became increasingly fanatical, almost at any cost.

Meanwhile, through the Revolutionary Army's covert liaison and screening, Fish-Man Island and many allied nations that had undergone changes gradually learned the truth and secretly injected funds and resources into the Navy.

All of this, hidden beneath the silent undercurrents, sustains the massive navy, ensuring the cornerstone of "Justice" remains steadfast.

--The surface is calm, but undercurrents are churning.

Inside the Fleet Admiral's Office, documents were piled up like a small mountain, the scent of ink mingling with anxiety.

Sengoku's brows twitched violently, veins bulged, and his roar shook the windowpanes.

"Roy!! If you're so bored, go and handle the follow-up matters! Roy's already working himself to the bone!! What are you doing here?!"

Roy was lounging on the sofa, leisurely brewing a pot of tea.

The aroma of tea wafted through the air; he remained calm and composed, completely ignoring the rage of the Sengoku.

"Oh dear, I already went." He shrugged nonchalantly, "But Luo thought I was making things worse and kicked me out."

The Three Admirals each have their own tasks, and the officers below them are also incredibly busy... As for me, I can only come here to get some fresh air~

"You—!" Sengoku nearly fainted from anger.

He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Where are Garp and Zephyr?! Where have those two old bastards gone?! Why aren't they back yet?!"

Roy took a sip of tea, casually blew away the foam, and said in a light tone, "Oh, them..."

It seems she went on a trip with her Dad and Mom. I heard they were in the East Blue, enthusiastically fishing for those tiny Sea Kings!

"Snap--!"

The Fountain Pen in Sengoku's hand shattered completely, and ink splattered all over the table.

His face alternated between pale and flushed, and he nearly fainted. "Those two irresponsible old bastards!! The world is in Overturn the World, and they actually went fishing?!"

Roy shrugged, flicked his fingers, and a brand new Fountain Pen appeared out of thin air, landing steadily in Sengoku's palm.

He chuckled slowly, "Calm down, Fleet Admiral. The situation has stabilized now, so let these old folks relax a bit."

Sengoku was so angry his beard trembled. "Stay calm my ass!! I'm about to be driven mad by you bunch of troublesome bastards!!"

"I'm an old man too!"

Roy clicked his tongue, then suddenly seemed to remember something. "By the way, the 'Diva's' Sabaody Archipelago Concert is in the next couple of days, right? Who did you arrange to go?"

After all, they came under the guise of supporting the Navy's victory; it wouldn't look good if something went wrong.

Sengoku, pen in hand, answered without looking up, "Have Nami accompany Luffy, Usopp, Sanji, and an elite squad."

Right now, everyone in the army except you is incredibly busy! Even Chopper has been in the hospital for a week without sleep!

"Puff--!"

Roy suddenly spat out the tea he had just swallowed, the mist blooming into a sparkling flower in the sunlight.

He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking. "Luffy to Concert?! Haha--this Concert going to be amazing!!"

Sengoku paused for a moment, glancing at him suspiciously. But seeing Roy smiling with a "watching the show" look on his face, he felt uneasy, but he couldn't muster the energy to ask any further questions. He could only continue to bury himself in the pile of documents that were suffocating him.

Roy smiled and shook his head, then suddenly stood up and walked to Sengoku's desk, which was piled high with documents.

With a flick of his finger, a Devil Fruit covered in spiral patterns appeared out of thin air and gently landed on top of the pile of documents.

The brush in the Sengoku stopped abruptly, and his pupils contracted sharply. "This is...?!"

"World's — More-More Fruit." Roy spoke casually, as if he were just mentioning a trivial matter.

"A rule-level ability that can Doubling strength, speed, and size... definitely a devastating weapon."

"Varied--!"

Sengoku suddenly stood up, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a harsh sound. He stared intently at the fruit, his breathing becoming rapid.

"This is... a truly powerful combat ability!"

Roy smiled slightly, "So, I'm leaving it to you. It's up to you now, Fleet Admiral!"

Sengoku frowned, puzzled. "Rely on me? You mean...?"

Roy nodded.

Sengoku's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light. "Indeed... with Garp's monstrous Iron Fists and fighting style, this fruit is practically tailor-made for him."

Before he could finish speaking, his brow furrowed deeply again. "But with his terrible temper..."

"So, Fleet Admiral, you'll have to put in a little more effort~"

Roy yawned, turned and walked to the door, waving casually.

Sengoku stared at his retreating figure, then suddenly called out, "Wait!! There's still that matter... what have you decided?!"

Roy paused in his tracks.

Sengoku took a deep breath, his voice solemn yet filled with anticipation. "The position of Fourth Admiral... the entire navy awaits your answer."

A brief silence fell over the room.

Roy turned around, his expression one of extreme distress. "This matter... let's put it aside for now. Mainly because..."

He suddenly burst into laughter halfway through his sentence, then Flash out the door, his last words drifting away on the wind:

"I really haven't decided on a code name yet~"

Sengoku was stunned for a long time, staring at the empty doorway, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

He lowered his head, his fingertips gently tracing the strangely patterned More-More Fruit, and murmured, "That brat..."

He complained, but he knew perfectly well what was going on.

In the current navy, only Roy is capable of directly confronting the "Lord of the Empty Throne".

No matter how carefree Roy may seem, he remains an irreplaceable pillar of the entire navy.

Sabaody Archipelago - Concert Preparations.

A crystal stage, resembling a dream, is under construction, with huge light pillars piercing the night sky and colorful light curtains slowly flowing in mid-air.

The thousands of seats were Flame lit, and cheers mingled with the sounds of sound checks, creating a festive atmosphere.

Nami, along with Luffy, Sanji, Usopp, arrived backstage to coordinate security arrangements with the "Singer" team.

When people saw that the famous "Flame Dragon Rear Admiral" had also arrived, accompanied by several New Generation stars who were well-known both inside and outside the navy, the backstage area instantly erupted in excitement.

"It really is Rear Admiral Flame Dragon!!"

"And the New Generation of the Navy...!!"

"This lineup is amazing!"

The staff members were so excited that they chattered amongst themselves, raising their Photo Den Den Mushi) eager to take photos with these young heroes.

The atmosphere backstage instantly became electric.

However, deep within the curtains beyond the clamor, a slender figure stood quietly.

Uta lowered her long eyelashes, her gaze falling on the black-haired boy beside Nami, who was still grinning and had a fiery look in his eyes, through the sheer curtain.

For a moment, her breath seemed to skip a beat, and she froze slightly.