Vidal's Move!

The dark clouds dispersed, the gale subsided, and the gloomy sky, like a thin veil being torn apart, revealed beams of golden light, gradually exposing patches of azure blue.

However, the expressions of Sakazuki and the other naval officers froze instantly upon hearing Garp's command.

Everyone looked up at Vice Admiral Garp in the air as if they couldn't believe their ears.

Battle over?

How could that be? The battle has only just begun!

Anyone with eyes could see that the Roger Pirates members were running out of energy. If they rushed in now, they would have a good chance of saving most of them.

Vidal, standing atop the mast, remained silent, simply watching Garp, who showed no discomfort in the face of the bewildered gazes of nearly ten thousand people.

"An urgent report from headquarters: the Governor of the Flying Pirates, Zangjing, is leading seven ships of pirates to attack the G-3 branch. Their target is likely to rescue Helandou, whom I captured earlier!"

Garp held a Navy Den Den Mushi in his palm, and it immediately Den Den Mushi as soon as he finished speaking.

"The G-3 Branch is a crucial frontline stronghold for the Navy in the New World; its loss is not to be tolerated."

"Order!"

"Immediately provide full support to G-3 Branch to halt the Zangjing rescue operation!"

This was the voice of the Sengoku, familiar to many present. As a result, even with a thousand complaints, everyone could only silently obey.

Because Sengoku was Marine Admiral!

"Vidal, you're here too."

Suddenly, Sengoku mentioned Vidal, who was standing to the side, which made the latter look at the tiny Den Den Mushi in surprise.

"Well done!"

With a word of praise, the Den Den Den Mushi snapped shut and went into hibernation, before Garp casually slipped it into his coat pocket.

"You've heard that, take action immediately!"

Garp yelled down and flew back to his warship. G-3 was his base, and it was impossible for him not to care. If his base were raided, he would be laughed to death if he ever met Shiki again.

"Hateful!"

Sakazuki stared sullenly at the Oro Jackson as it gradually disappeared into the distance.

He had the feeling that the Navy had deliberately given up their only chance to wipe out the Roger Pirates.

Why can't we sacrifice the G-3 Branch first, wipe out this top-tier pirate crew, and then reclaim or rebuild G-3 afterwards?

"A choice between rescuing my comrades and eliminating the pirates?"

At that moment, Vidal let out a long sigh, flew down from the mast, and landed beside Sakazuki.

Unsurprisingly, Sengoku, Garp, and even Fleet Admiral Kong all chose the former.

However, this is also a good thing, as he didn't really want to completely cripple the Roger Pirates.

There's no point in saying anything more now that things have come to this.

Vidal began to consider the events unfolding before him, recalling the information about the Zangjing belonging to one of the Grand Governor under the 'Golden Lion'.

The Flying Pirates had been roaming the New World for seven or eight years, and the Navy had long since gathered intelligence on their mid- to high-ranking members, incorporating it into the theoretical curriculum of the Marine Headquarters Academy.

That's the difference between reality and anime.

In reality, it's impossible for Marine Admiral to be so surprised by the abilities of a high-ranking pirate crew officer.

Just like Borsalino's astonished reaction when he saw Marco's Phoenix Form during the Paramount War, as if he were seeing it for the first time.

"Sakazuki, you're not happy now, are you? Want to fight the pirates again?"

Vidal looked up at the blazing sun, which was now releasing endless light and heat as the dark clouds dispersed, and asked with a smile.

"Do you have a way to get Vice Admiral Garp to continue chasing the Roger Pirates?" Sakazuki's eyes lit up as he turned around with a serious expression.

"Uh, not the Roger Pirates." Vidal was exasperated. "What are you thinking? Sengoku- sensei personally gave the order; there's no room for maneuver."

"Then what do you mean?" Sakazuki scoffed.

"Hey, you'll find out what I mean in a bit. I'm just telling you to mentally prepare yourself for the fight."

After saying that, Vidal patted the other person on the shoulder and flew towards the flagship where Garp was.

"Start the fight."

Sakazuki seemed to be deep in thought, but immediately guessed what it was and looked expectantly at Vidal's figure.

But how could that be?

"Vice Admiral Garp."

Meanwhile, Vidal arrived at the flagship and found Vice Admiral Garp feasting on the deck, frantically gnawing on a dagger.

"Uh, why not eat in the mess hall inside the cabin?"

This scene made him forget his purpose for coming for a moment, and he looked at the adjutant Bogard standing to the side with a puzzled expression.

The Vice Admiral said he was too hungry and didn't want to waste time going into the cabin.

Bogard offered a quiet explanation.

But Vidal found this reason baffling. Wouldn't it take even more time for the cooks to prepare the food in the mess hall and then have the sailors bring it up to the deck?

However, he also knew that it wasn't surprising that something so strange was happening to Garp.

"When will Vice Admiral Garp be able to eat his fill?" Vidal asked, looking troubled, as he still had things to discuss.

"We just had a big fight, we should eat for a while."

Bogard shrugged. He was actually quite hungry too, and if Vidal hadn't come over, he probably would have joined them for a meal.

Hmm.

Vidal was speechless for a moment, but the ability to Zangjing made him quite anxious.

[Despair!]

Suddenly, he snapped his fingers crisply, drawing everyone's attention.

Even the marines who were lined up and passing food to each other, and Garp was frantically devouring the food on his plate, stopped for a moment and glanced at Vidal.

"The canteen cooks can stop working now. I'll take over Lieutenant Vice Admiral Garp's meals from now on."

As soon as the latter finished speaking, Garp saw all sorts of herbs growing on the messy dining table in front of him. These herbs quickly transformed into a variety of dishes, some even steaming hot!

"Is this meat?"

Garp stared blankly as he picked a red ham hanging on a branch. He took a bite with some skepticism, and as he chewed, a rich aroma of meat filled his mouth. Finally, when he swallowed the meat, his eyes lit up.

He realized that the meat contained a vast amount of nutrients, far exceeding those of ordinary meat.

Wow! What is this? It tastes so good!

Ten minutes later, Garp finished a table full of plant-based dishes and lay back in his chair with a satisfied look on his face, but his stomach didn't bulge, which puzzled his adjutant Bogard.

How could a lieutenant Vice Admiral be full after eating so little?

Vidal offered no explanation, but walked over and asked, "Vice Admiral Garp, are we heading to G-3 Branch in time to rescue Helandou before the Zangjing are freed?"

"This."

Garp had originally wanted to ask about those plant-based dishes, but when he heard Vidal get straight to the point, he had to hold back and hesitate.

"Normally, it takes at least six hours to get from here to the G-3 Branch, but now that the warship has these wheels you installed, it should be able to get there an hour or two earlier."

Vidal nodded and continued, "So, do you think the G-3 Branch, with its combat strength, can hold out for four or five hours?"

What exactly are you trying to say?

Garp frowned. Although G-3 left behind two Vice Admiral, this operation had diverted most of the troops and warships. He wasn't really confident that the base could hold onto the Helandou.

"I have a way to get a warship to G-3 Branch at a faster speed!"

Vidal met his gaze intently.

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