Cracker leaped into the air and quickly climbed up the lookout tower. Taking the telescope, he saw that Jazz's ship and the Straw Hat Pirates' ship had both changed course and were heading toward a blurry ship farther away.
"Which faction does that ship belong to?" Cracker asked. At their current pursuit speed, he was not worried that Jazz and the others could escape. What Cracker feared was that some force might secretly interfere at a time like this and turn against them in favor of the Star Alliance.
"It's too far away. I can't see clearly!" the pirate said after scouting again.
Cracker flipped down from the lookout tower and strode over to the helmsman, saying uneasily, "Pick up the speed. Don't let them get away!"
Although he knew they held every advantage, Cracker had no idea why he still felt faintly restless. It was as if he had fallen into an abyss, leaving him vexed and panicked.
No, we have to catch up sooner, kill them sooner, and put my mind at ease sooner. Cracker silently steadied his emotions.
On the distant sea.
"Alliance Leader, something's happening!" A burly man shouted down from the lookout platform at Ronglin, who was sunbathing on a deck chair below.
"Hey, you guys are so annoying! Are you going to let me sleep or not?" Ronglin rolled over and shifted into a more comfortable position, lying facedown. "Isn't Vice Alliance Leader Jinbe over there? Report to him!"
"Ahem!" The man coughed and said, "Vice Alliance Leader Jinbe told me to report to you!"
Speechless, Ronglin rolled over and sat up. His dissatisfied gaze swept toward Jinbe, but when he saw the contented smile on his face, he asked in confusion, "What's going on? You look like you're in a pretty good mood."