"Sure enough, people who love to smile generally don't have too bad a luck!" Kizaru crooked his mouth and laughed for a while, then looked at the characters on the screen. "Next, let me..."
As he spoke, Kizaru suddenly fell silent. "The writing on this... I don't think I recognize a single character. Could it be that I'm actually illit—ah, right, of course the writing recorded on Pluton is the Ancient Script!"
"Ugh, this is really troublesome!"
Bloop bloop, bloop bloop.
The Den Den Mushi suddenly rang in the Fleet Admiral's office at Marine Headquarters.
"Huh? It's actually Borsalino?" Seeing the caller ID displayed by the Den Den Mushi, Sengoku answered the call in surprise. "Admiral Kizaru, what do you need?"
"It's like this. I'm currently in Pluton's control room..."
"Pfft!" The Den Den Mushi vividly acted out Sengoku spitting water. "What did you say? You were the first to find Pluton's control room?"
Sengoku didn't doubt Kizaru's strength. He doubted Kizaru's integrity.
To not slack off even while on an assignment—how could that possibly be like Kizaru?
"That's really hurtful, Fleet Admiral Sengoku. How could you not trust me like this?" The Den Den Mushi struggled to imitate Kizaru's sorrowful expression.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course I'm serious."
Sengoku could guarantee that this was the most terrifying story he had heard all year.
Even Kizaru had started working seriously. Was the world about to be destroyed?
"Ahem..." Sengoku composed himself and asked solemnly, "Then why are you calling me?"
"There are Ancient Script characters all over this display. I can't recognize them."
"Ancient Script?" Upon hearing that it was the Ancient Script, Sengoku's confidence in Pluton's authenticity increased a little more. "I'll connect you to the government's archaeologists."
Although the World Government publicly claimed that it had wiped