The Crossroads of Fate

"The fate point where destinies crossed? You don't get it, do you?"

Usopp struck a know-it-all pose and chuckled, explaining it to Zoro.

"A quasi-Vice Admiral is really special. It's a rank prepared specifically for people in the Marines whose military merits still aren't quite enough for now, but whose personal strength has already become incredibly powerful."

"The World Government sends them down to places like the East Blue so they can build up credentials here. Once they've accumulated enough experience across the four seas, they can go back and be promoted to Vice Admiral of Marine Headquarters fair and square."

"So they're monsters sent here to gild their resumes."

Zoro finally understood completely.

Since the other party was such a vicious character, then as pirates, they had to take precautions in advance after all.

Although judging from the peaceful look of the port, the Marines here probably couldn't be bothered to care about small fry like them, he still asked bluntly and decisively, "Then what's the name of this quasi-Vice Admiral stationed in Loguetown?"

"How would I know? I haven't been to Loguetown in ages."

Usopp immediately deflated. He spread his hands and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"My family just went through a disaster recently. How would I have the mood to pay attention to the Marines' internal personnel transfers?"

He really did not know.

The quasi-Vice Admirals in Loguetown were replaced very frequently. Who knew who it was right now?

Just as everyone was curious about it, an extremely gentle voice abruptly cut in from behind and to the side.

"The quasi-Vice Admiral stationed here is Drake, from the North Blue."

When the Straw Hats heard this unfamiliar voice, they all turned around warily.

The moment they saw who had come, most of the people present froze