Judging from his aura, he certainly didn't seem like someone at the commodore level. Thus, all the naval soldiers turned their anxious yet expectant gazes toward Longinus.
The corners of Sebastian's mouth curled slightly beneath his mask. "By the way, Diego's Doriki Value is 5,300. I wonder, Marshal Longinus, who you plan to send out?"
"The one going up is me!" Before Longinus could speak, a short, powerful shout came from the Marine ranks.
Following the direction of the voice, the smile beneath Sebastian's mask froze. He looked at Longinus suspiciously. "If I remember correctly, he was the top of your Navy's class fifteen years ago, wasn't he? You're telling me he's a commodore?"
Longinus spread his hands helplessly. "To be precise, he was a former rear admiral. Because he violated military discipline too many times, he was demoted to commodore three months ago. You can verify that for yourself afterward, Lord Sebastian."
The corners of Sebastian's mouth twitched furiously beneath his mask. Naturally, they had spent the past three days gathering as much information about the Navy as possible, which was why he had been able to recite the other's record at a glance.
But can someone tell me what the hell this demotion is supposed to mean?
Since Longinus had put it that way, Sebastian naturally had no choice but to believe him. After all, given Longinus's status, there was no way he would deceive him over something like this.
So their three days had simply been too short, and the information they had gathered was actually outdated?
Thinking of this, Sebastian could only accept his bad luck and force himself to feel better. "It's fine. That guy spent so many years in the first half of the Grand Line. His strength should have gone to waste long