Navy Headquarters,
Fleet Admiral's Office.
"What did you say? Pluton Rayleigh? Major Hina, are you sure... sure you didn't mistake him for someone else?"
Sengoku shot to his feet, slamming his hand on the desk. The veins at his temples throbbed.
What the hell?
Couldn't that old geezer who'd been missing for nearly twenty years just quietly die somewhere in a corner of the world?
The Den Den Mushi opened and closed its mouth as it answered Sengoku's question:
"Yes. He looks a little older than in the Bounty Poster, but he matches well enough. Prince Aleus also confirmed that it was Pluton. He's currently fighting him. Also, Fire Fist has escaped. I contacted Rear Admiral Gibbs, and he's leading his troops in pursuit of Fire Fist..."
"Fleet Admiral, please tell me what to do next!"
Hina was only a major, and clearly wasn't in a position to take control of the suddenly dire situation on the Sabaody Archipelago.
So,
she asked Fleet Admiral Sengoku, who was at Navy Headquarters, for guidance.
"..."
The Den Den Mushi's silence made Hina realize that she wasn't the only one stumped. Even the Fleet Admiral seemed to be at a loss.
After about ten seconds,
the Den Den Mushi finally spoke.
"Major Hina, restrain Vice Admiral Dolo and send him back to Marineford aboard a warship."
Instead of saying how to deal with Pluton's sudden appearance, he first issued an order concerning Vice Admiral Dolo.
If Vice Admiral Dolo were still conscious, he'd naturally be the best person to take charge of the situation.
But the man had been knocked out by Fire Fist in a one-on-one fight. What a... useless fool!
Sengoku's mood had only worsened after hearing Hina's report about Vice Admiral Dolo's actions. He knew there were plenty of hardliners