As Robin became absorbed in the intelligence concerning Flevance, the "White Town," Yaen composed himself and began handling the remaining matters.
Most of the other reports concerning the Revolutionary Army covered the progress of development in its various branches, strange happenings in the North Sea, the domestic affairs and livelihoods of the various kingdoms, and so on.
Aside from Corazon's whereabouts, which received special attention, Yaen merely skimmed through the rest to familiarize himself with the contents.
In fact, Dragon, who had been hounded across the seas by the World Government back then, had possessed little energy to develop the Revolutionary Army. He had merely searched for a few like-minded companions while fleeing.
At Yaen's suggestion, the North Sea had been designated as the Revolutionary Army's birthplace. Dragon had simply dispatched the organization's few remaining forces to the North Sea to assist with its development.
Unfortunately, Yaen was disappointed to find that most of these forces were only at the level of Marine Headquarters officers.
As for true top-tier fighters like the "Tyrant," Bartholomew Kuma, and the "Okama King," Ivankov, Dragon had not found them yet.
So...
Dragon, that unreliable bastard. Six years have passed, and I wonder whether, aside from making babies, that guy has managed to rope in any truly dependable fighters.
Yaen cursed inwardly, feeling thoroughly resentful.
Although Yaen had enjoyed a fairly comfortable life over the past six years, the thought of Dragon spending his time making babies made him feel as though he had suffered a huge loss.
Then, Yaen handed all the intelligence concerning the Revolutionary Army over to Xiao Jin before picking up Second Lieutenant Hope's report and reading it.
Second Lieutenant Hope... What diligence!
This week, he had once again inspected four entire Marine bases. Excluding the necessary time spent on resupplying,