An Unpleasant Justice, Danger Approaches!

The fact that the renowned Vice Admiral Garp personally came to notify Branch 153, but wasn't responsible for the escort mission assigned to Branch 153, led to elimination by deduction. The first to be ruled out was definitely not "Revolutionary" Monkey D. Dragon...

"Next year's World Conference?"

In the Branch Chief's office, a Major scratched his head in confusion.

"Isn't that still over a year away?"

It was only the summer of 1517, and there was still more than a year until the World Conference in 1518. Why were affiliated nations departing so early?

Yes.

Only the royal families of the World Government's affiliated nations had the qualification to have the Navy personally involved in their escort.

As Navy personnel, their main task during each World Conference was to escort the royal families of affiliated nations from all over the world to the Holy Land to participate in this high-level meeting that determined the general direction of world affairs for the next four years.

And in the East Blue, there was only one affiliated nation that had the qualification to have Garp personally come to arrange an escort mission.

It was the "model of an isolated society" known as the "most beautiful country" in the East Blue, a country that even the Celestial Dragons had personally visited...

The East Blue, the Kingdom of Goa!

Upon hearing this, Morgan's face showed no joy or anger as he calmly replied.

"...The King of the Kingdom of Goa, from the Sali Family, is old and childless, so he arranged a marriage with Prince Otluk III's son, Otluk Sterley. This year, he and Princess Sally Nandecanette officially became engaged. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the future King of the Kingdom of Goa."

"So, do you understand now?"

Understood!

They were all adults, and no one was foolish.

As someone who was not of the Sali Family royal bloodline, Sterley would need the recognition of various royal families if he were to become King.

This recognition would not come for free, of course. Therefore, Sterley wanted to use this opportunity to build relationships.

A year would even be a bit tight for "visiting" everyone along the way.

But once completed, by the time the World Conference convened, other kingdoms would discover that Sterley already had support, and his future throne would be secured.

It's just...

The Navy would have a very tough time.

Inside the office, everyone had different expressions.

If it were just protecting royalty to attend the World Conference, it was their duty and they would not refuse.

But this action was clearly using Navy soldiers as their personal dogs. Not only did the World Government not deny it, but they also ordered the Navy to cooperate fully, with even Garp personally showing up...

Looking at their clenched fists, Lowett knew that no one would resist.

"No wonder the rumors say Garp's son, Dragon, defected from the Navy. This kind of abuse of military power, which is rampant and left unchecked, will only lead to the Navy becoming worse generation after generation, breeding scoundrels..."

Most Navy personnel, after witnessing the arrogance and brutality of the Celestial Dragons on Sabaody Archipelago, would have their deeply held sense of justice shaken.

They would then give up on themselves and just drift through life.

A small minority, like Garp, would face the bloody reality, withstand the pressure, and carry the burden forward.

The smallest minority would be like Dragon, raising the banner of rebellion.

Morgan did not elaborate on this matter. The order had already been given. As Navy personnel, if they didn't want to rebel, they should just obey obediently.

"Alright, don't overthink it. We just need to escort them safely to Loguetown and hand them over to Captain Smoker. The rest of the matters will be handled by the Grand Line Navy."

"Now, I will arrange the tasks."

Even for the Kingdom of Goa, they couldn't order the entire Branch 153 to mobilize for protection. It wasn't because they were afraid of the Navy having opinions, but because the World Government would definitely have opinions.

"Lieutenant Colonel Klimans, Major Elino, Major Nichols... You will lead your troops and remain on standby. The branch is short on personnel, so be careful."

Morgan had to personally lead the escort because, at present, he was still the strongest fighter in Branch 153.

Upon hearing this, the three who received the orders breathed a sigh of relief, stood at attention, and saluted.

"I will personally command the escort force. Lieutenant Colonel Jordi, Major Aiden, Major Sothix... Lieutenant Lowett, you will accompany me."

Lately, there had been some strange undercurrents within the branch, which Morgan could naturally see... To be honest, he was often helpless.

He wanted to get rid of the unstable factor that was Lowett, but he also didn't want others to look down on him.

Why was I so impulsive back then and said everything?

Bringing Lowett along this time was not only to give the increasingly tense atmosphere in the branch some time to buffer but also to give Lowett an opportunity to prove himself.

Amidst the crowd, Lowett's expression was unreadable.

"Yes!"

"Then it's settled. Meeting adjourned!"

The distinguished guests from the Kingdom of Goa arrived very quickly. Their expressions of reluctance, yet fear to complain, as they cautiously glanced at Garp, revealed that Garp, who had clearly been provoked by something on his way home and was in a bad mood, was not being polite with them.

As a notorious troublemaker in the Navy.

Even the Gorosei turned a blind eye to him.

They might as well be honest and not provoke him, rather than waste time complaining to the World Government.

"Leave them to you, Captain Morgan."

Garp said with a stern, old face, his tone stiff.

"Please rest assured, Vice Admiral, we will complete the mission even if it costs us our lives!"

I don't know either, and I don't dare to ask.

Morgan snapped to attention and saluted, then signaled the soldiers to board the ship.

"Be gentle, this vase is worth thirty million Belly! If you break it, can you afford to pay for it?!"

A domineering shout echoed across the deck.

Morgan turned to see a soldier boarding the ship passing by the cabin, bumping into a richly dressed young man with orange hair who had just emerged from the cabin.

He had a watermelon-shaped haircut, was short in stature, and held a carved porcelain white vase in his hands, scolding with a face full of ferocity.

The soldier in front of him covered his bleeding forehead, his face flushed red, and he dared not retort.

Clearly, he was the one who had bumped into the other person by opening the door, yet he was berating him without reason.

Just as he was about to continue scolding, the young man suddenly noticed Garp looking at him expressionlessly and immediately shivered.

Muttering some curse words under his breath, he waved his hand to dismiss the soldier.

"Carnet-chan! Look, I bought back the vase you like!"

Then, with a fawning smile, the orange-haired young man walked to another large door and knocked on it with an overly sweet tone.

"Is that Sterley, the consort of the Kingdom of Goa?"

Morgan frowned.

He's not just arrogant!

"Just don't kill him..."

Garp said coldly.

Morgan's heart skipped a beat, and his mouth twitched. "I wouldn't dare!"

Looking at the two smaller warships behind the large warship that were preparing to follow, Morgan took a deep breath as Vice Captain Jordy and others finished boarding.

"Set sail!"

Beep...!!

The horn echoed through the quiet port of Shells Town. Three warships, one large and two small, slowly turned and headed towards the deep blue ocean.

After the warships left, behind a house close to the port, a thin man in a cloak withdrew his head and took out a Den Den Mushi from the corner of the wall, dialing it.

"Captain, they've departed."

After a while, Zango's reply came from the Den Den Mushi.

"Follow them, and be careful to stay hidden!"

"Yes!"

The scout from the Cat-ear Pirate crew nodded repeatedly, then couldn't help but say.

"But there are over a hundred soldiers accompanying them, should we..."

Silence.

A terrifying silence!

A moment later, Zango's voice, filled with murderous intent, rang out.

"Are... are you afraid?"

The scout shivered and hurriedly shook his head.

"No... no!"

"Then do as planned!"

Zango reprimanded, then a cold smile appeared on his lips. "Don't worry, our mission is only to kill Lowett, we won't engage the main Navy force."

"Everything is within my plan."

That would be great!

The scout was overjoyed upon hearing this. Recalling Kuro's methods, he cast a sinister glance in the direction the warships had departed.

If you don't die, we all die.

So please, die!

The contract has arrived, but I only received a backend notification at 5:40 PM, so I'll officially change the status, which should happen tomorrow or the day after.

But it doesn't matter, it's just writing, which is what Dashu is good at.

So starting today, I'll be posting two updates!

It took seven days and 30,000 words to get the contract after the book was published, which feels so bad...

Please, esteemed readers, lend a hand and help Dashu reduce the losses caused by this week's blank period! Dashu thanks you all!

If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid not being able to find it next time.