Green Bull's mobilization was simple. He wanted to go to Mary Geoise and see why the hero Garp had rebelled. If Garp had a good reason, he would rebel alongside him. If not, he would help Mary Geoise suppress the rebellion while he was there.
None of the remaining top brass of the Navy objected, because no one knew what the Navy could even do anymore. The entire world was now peaceful. It was said that wherever the Star Alliance went, crime rates fell to the lowest levels in history. Even petty theft had vanished. Damn it, the Navy was practically about to lose its job—there was not even a single criminal left for them to arrest.
At a time like this, they might as well go to Mary Geoise and join the excitement!
So, the Star Alliance advanced in front, while the Navy leisurely followed behind. Ronglin was deeply displeased. He was still worried that the Navy might stab them in the back, so he had no choice but to release Kizaru and decided to send that slippery fellow back to manage the Navy and lead them back to headquarters for a few peaceful days.
Yet after spending several days in prison within the Star Alliance, Kizaru had nothing to worry about. He ate, slept, woke up, and ate again all day, leaving him in remarkably good spirits. Even the lecherous look on his face had grown much more resolute. When he heard that Ronglin wanted to send him back to command the Navy, he stubbornly refused to leave his cell.
Left with no choice, Ronglin ordered the cell dismantled. Kizaru was even more shameless. He simply lay where the cell had been. Even without railings or walls, he treated the place like a prison cell and refused to