"Black Cat, don't these Marines seem a little off, meow?"
Fishing Kitten stood at the stern, watching the Marine fleet still hanging behind them in relentless pursuit. He asked the Den Den Mushi in his hand curiously, because he only had a vague instinctive feeling. He really couldn't put his finger on it.
This was when he needed Three-Legged Cat, who was just a tiny bit smarter than him, to clear up his confusion!
"It's the cannon fire, meow!"
Sure enough, Black Cat did not disappoint him this time either. The Den Den Mushi, whose expression resembled that of their third brother, looked extremely serious.
"Those Marines are gradually reducing the frequency of their cannon fire, meow!"
Three-Legged Cat, also standing at the stern of the Black Ship, spoke while uncertainly pondering the problem. Yet Fishing Kitten on the other end looked delighted and laughed. "Does that mean they're running out of cannonballs, meow?!"
The former immediately shook his head, dismissing the possibility.
"That's impossible. Everyone knows that in terms of wealth, the South Blue Marines rank second among the Four Seas. To them, cannonballs are no different from bullets in our eyes, meow."
Just then, as the final boom exploded across the nearby sea, the entire world suddenly fell silent. The sound of waves crashing against the deck once again became the main melody.
"Black Cat, they've stopped firing, meow!"
White Cat Fishing Kitten cried out in delight. Since the two ships were not far apart and the cannons had fallen silent, Black Cat Three-Legged Cat could vaguely hear him even without the Den Den Mushi.
"Strange, too strange. We still have a long voyage before reaching Reverse Mountain, and those Marines still show no intention of catching up, meow."
The latter looked around at the surrounding sea and