Oric Appears!

Marine Headquarters, Admiral's Office.

"...Then I'll have to trouble you to make the trip, Fujitora. I can't get away right now."

Ron spoke quickly with the Den Den Mushi pinned between his shoulder and cheek, stamping document after document before stacking them together.

Only now did Ron suddenly understand why that old bastard had stubbornly refused to become an admiral back then. He had thought it was because admirals were more like politicians after reaching that position, which conflicted with the justice he upheld, so he had refused in order to keep fighting on the front lines.

But now he realized that had not been an excuse.

Being an admiral was really busy!

Throughout the Navy, in terms of authority, only the Fleet Admiral ranked above the Three Admirals.

And another purpose of the Navy's hierarchical system was to distribute duties, improve efficiency, and keep the big shots serving as Fleet Admiral from working themselves to death.

Simply put, the "Three Admirals" were like prime ministers in a feudal dynasty. They had to handle every report submitted by the vice admirals first, then select the more important matters and pass them on to the Fleet Admiral.

Especially after the Five Elders voted to approve the plan he had previously proposed for certain regions, countless reports piled up every day during the early stages of implementation.

No wonder it was exhausting.

"I need to find a way to get out of this!"

Ron silently pondered.

Digging his own grave was just too embarrassing.

Meanwhile, Koby, who was carrying out a mission at sea, and Ain, who had gone shopping with Momousagi and several other female officers, both shuddered at the same time, suddenly feeling a chill down their spines.

"By the way, what is Law doing?"

"Trafalgar..."

Hearing that, Fujitora, who