Sengoku's Shock, the Holy Land Had Been Invaded Again?!

"Phew~"

"Phew~"

Borsalino blew on the steam rising from his teacup, took a sip, and then looked at Sengoku with a smile, saying, "Mr. Sengoku, your tea tastes really good!"

"It's specially made for the Marshal, so of course it tastes great," Sengoku said.

"A special supply for the Marshal?"

Borsalino paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Then I'm in for a treat!"

I never imagined that Marine Admiral like him would one day be drinking this kind of tea.

"Hahaha, this is indeed a good thing." Garp laughed and said, "Then I'll take it!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As they were talking, Garp reached out his large Teuchi take Sengoku's tea, box and all, but Sengoku stopped him halfway.

"You bastard, you're trying to steal my tea again!" Sengoku roared, opening his shark-like mouth. "This is the last box!"

Whether I'll have a chance to get my hands on this kind of tea again is another question, and this bastard still wants to take it... He's such a jerk!

"So what?"

Garp picked his nose and said, "Isn't tea meant to be drunk?"

Sengoku:???

The feelings aren't his, so he doesn't care, right?

Thinking of this, Sengoku's face immediately bulged with veins, and then he punched Garp.

"Bump!"

Garp, who had been punched, was embedded in the sofa.

Garp:???

Garp stared at Sengoku with a bewildered expression. Why did this guy suddenly attack?

It wasn't like this before.

"I've already submitted my application to resign Marshal, so there's no need for me to keep up appearances." Sengoku snorted and said, "If you try to steal from me again, I'll beat you up!"

Garp paused for a moment upon hearing this, then grinned and said, "Hey, that's more like it."

Then, the old man jumped out of the sofa and immediately pounced on Sengoku.

And just like that, the two old men, whose combined age was over a hundred, started fighting in the office, leaving Borsalino completely dumbfounded.

Borsalino:...

Should he leave now?

Just then, the Den Den Mushi on the table suddenly rang.

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Pineapple pineapple pineapple~"

"Den Den Mushi?"

Sengoku, who had just been punched by Garp, glanced at the table and muttered, "Who would call me at a time like this?"

"Could it be that the notice of resignation Marshal has arrived?"

After casually shoving Garp aside, Sengoku got up and walked towards the Den Den Mushi.

"Kaka."

"I am Sengoku," Sengoku said solemnly.

"Pfft~"

Seeing Sengoku, who was still trying to maintain a serious Sengoku despite having a black eye from being punched in the left eye, Garp couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Five Elders:???

What the heck?

Did someone just laugh?

Sengoku immediately glared at Garp, signaling the bastard to be quiet or he'd be in trouble.

"Who's with you?" Saint Saturn asked, frowning.

"It's Garp and Borsalino."

"Them..."

Upon hearing that Garp, that bastard, was involved, Saint Saturn's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

However, he didn't say much, which was a way of giving face to Sengoku, the Marshal who was about to retire.

Seeing that Saint Saturn remained silent, Saint Peter said, "Has Borsalino's injury healed?"

"It's all set," Sengoku said.

With his monstrous physique, Borsalino should have had enough time to recover in about ten days.

"Let Borsalino come to the Holy Land."

"I'm going to the Holy Land?"

Borsalino paused for a moment, then asked in surprise, "What happened there?"

This isn't the time for Reverie, so why send him to the Holy Land?

"The Blood-Eyed Ninja invaded Mary Geoise, killed several Celestial Dragons, and then released the slaves," Saint Peter said. "Therefore, we need Admiral- level force to suppress him."

Hearing Saint Peter's words, the three people present all showed surprise, clearly not expecting the Blood-Eyed Ninja to dare to do such a thing.

This isn't just audacious; this is tantamount to tearing the sky apart!

but...

'Why does it feel so good?' Garp wondered to himself.

Upon hearing the news that several trash had been killed, Garp could hardly contain his expression.

Seeing Garp about to burst out laughing again, Sengoku turned around and stepped on Garp's foot, then covered Garp's mouth to prevent him from shouting.

After finishing this task, Sengoku said, "The Blood-Eyed Ninja dared to do something so audacious; he must be eliminated!"

"Yes, we must take him down."

Saint Peter was very satisfied with Sengoku's reaction; this was exactly what a qualified Marshal should say.

Then he said, "Oh right, is Aokiji here? Let him come along too."

"Aokiji has gone out on a mission and won't be back for a while," Sengoku said.

"Of all times, he had to go on a mission..."

Saint Peter felt a bit of a headache. What kind of mission was he going out to undertake at this time?

But when he thought about the current situation of the Three Admirals, he couldn't say anything more.

After all... just a few days ago, only Marine Admiral Aokiji was able to move around, so it's normal for him to be on a mission.

"Then let..."

Saint Peter stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking, because he remembered that Garp had been dismissed.

Moreover, given that bastard's personality, he probably won't give them any face.

With that in mind, Saint Peter didn't Garp again.

Then he said, "Let Borsalino come to the Holy Land as soon as possible."

At this guy's speed, he'll arrive in Mary Geoise very soon.

When that time comes... that will be the death knell for the Blood-Eyed Ninja!!

"Clear!"

"Click~"

Looking at the Den Den Mushi whose call had been ended, Sengoku felt a headache coming on.

Why did this have to happen at this time? Will he ever be able to retire peacefully?

After shaking his head, Sengoku looked at Borsalino and said, "Borsalino, you should set off for the Holy Land now."

"But Marshal Sengoku, my injuries haven't healed yet," Borsalino muttered, arms crossed. "Fighting Blood-Eyed Ninja in this condition would be easy to kill me."

Sengoku remained silent upon hearing Borsalino's words, simply staring intently at Borsalino, making Borsalino feel somewhat uneasy.

After a moment, Sengoku said, "If you don't want to go, just call those five... the Five Elders."

Here, Den Den Mushi for you.

After saying that, Sengoku used a clever trick to flick the Den Den Mushi to the other end of the table, signaling Borsalino to call the Five Elders.

Borsalino paused for a moment, looking at the Den Den Mushi that had come to him, then stood up from the stool with a bit of annoyance and said, "What a nuisance."

To make him talk about this kind of thing with the Five Elders?

Stop joking, okay?!

Aside from getting a good scolding, there's no other possibility, so he won't go looking for trouble.

'Oh well, I'll just treat it as a business trip,' Borsalino muttered to himself.

As he pondered this, Borsalino walked outside.

Blood-Eyed Ninja...

Hey, this kid is even bolder than I thought.

As if he had thought of something, a smile flashed in Borsalino's eyes, and then he pushed open the door and left.

"Young people these days are really... wow!"

Hearing the sounds coming from outside the door, Garp nodded in agreement and said, "He's right, young people these days are indeed very bold."

Daring to single-handedly storm into the Holy Land... all these years he's only known two things.

One of them is Fisher Tiger of the Fish-Man Race!

The other one is the uncrowned king, Rocks D. Xebec!

The former stormed the Holy Land to save his fellow Fish-Man Race, while the latter wanted to overthrow the World Government and become the king of this world!

' Xi Yan Kid... which one are you?' Garp murmured to himself.

"That's more than just being bold."

Sengoku said, "This is simply outrageous!"

Daring to barge into a place like Mary Geoise... doesn't that kid know what that means?

The World Government is not to be trifled with!

"Could you at least try to suppress the urge to smile before you say that?" Garp said, squinting.

Upon hearing this, Sengoku instinctively wanted to laugh, but he quickly realized his mistake and forcefully suppressed it.

Then, Sengoku said, "Nonsense!"

"As the Fleet Admiral, how could I possibly laugh out loud at a time like this?"

"I have already submitted my resignation."

"But I haven't officially stepped down!" Sengoku said. "So I'm still the Fleet Admiral!"

Garp didn't say anything, just looked at Sengoku with a smile on his face.

Sengoku, who had been stared at by Garp for a while, couldn't hold back any longer, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

'Damn it, why do I feel so good when I hear those Celestial Dragons getting beaten up?!' Sengoku thought to himself.

Is it because after he stopped being the Fleet Admiral, he was no longer bound by that constraint?

This feeling... this feeling is actually pretty good!

In the end, the two old men couldn't contain themselves and burst into laughter right there in the office.

After laughing, Sengoku revealed a satisfied expression and said, "This kind of life is indeed quite nice. No wonder you didn't want to be promoted to Admiral."

"Hmph, I'm very clever," Garp said smugly.

What's so great about Admiral or Marshal? Not only is your freedom restricted, but you also have to behave in accordance with your status. Living like that is just too boring.

So... he'd rather be a free-spirited Vice Admiral!

Seeing Garp's smug look, Sengoku felt a surge of anger.

He's had a great time these past few decades, while I've been suffering for decades!

Upon noticing Sengoku's unusual expression, Garp immediately said, "If you make another move, I'll turn your other eye into a panda eye too!"

"Hey, I don't believe it."

Provoked, Sengoku rolled up his sleeves and charged at Garp, throwing a punch right at him!

"Bump!"

Garp, who got hit in the eye and got a black eye, was immediately unhappy and rolled up his sleeves to retaliate.

And so, the two old children, without any Haki, started fighting in the office, making quite a scene!

A moment later, the Great Gate was pushed open, Tsuru walked in.

"Um?"

After glancing at the two people fighting on the ground, Tsuru fell silent. Then she said, "No wonder there was no response to my knocking. So you two were fighting?"

Upon hearing this, Garp, who was picking his nose at Sengoku on the ground, blushed and said, "You've come, Little Tsuru."

Listening to Garp's words, Tsuru understood that these two must have used Observation Haki to examine him, which was why they continued fighting recklessly.

Then she said, "Yes, it's me."

"Shouldn't you two let go?"

"No, make him let go first!"

Sengoku, his nose stinging with Garp, said, "Otherwise, I won't let go!"

"Hmph, I won't let go until he lets go!"

Tsuru:...

Wait, how did Sengoku end up like this too?

Is it because he was relieved of his post Marshal that he's allowed himself to be so unrestrained?

It really is...

With a speechless expression, Tsuru walked to the side, pulled out a chair, and calmly said, "If you two don't separate, I'll call T-Bone and the rest of the gang over here."

Upon hearing this, Sengoku and Garp separated at lightning speed, and then each of them casually straightened the other's clothes.

However, as the Warring Sengoku progressed, something seemed amiss.

"You bastard, you actually smeared your snot on me?!"

Sengoku stared at Garp in disbelief. Wasn't this bastard a little too shameless?

"What are you disgusted by? It's your own booger." Garp said with a sneer.

Sengoku:...

Even if it's his own, he still dislikes it.

Seeing the two old men who looked like they were about to fight again, Tsuru slammed his hand on the table and said, "Both of you, sit down!"

"Bump!"

This slap not only landed on the table, but also struck the hearts of the two old men.

"Cough."

After the two old men coughed lightly, they sat down in their seats as if nothing had happened, clearly intending to pretend that nothing had just occurred.

Of course, it would be even better if there weren't any bruises on the face.

"A Fleet Admiral and a Navy Hero, fighting in their office during the day..." Tsuru said with a headache, "What should I say about you two?"

"He started it," Garp said, pointing at Sengoku.

Sengoku:???

This isn't a child complaining to a teacher; what's the point of this?

"Is this the important point?" Tsuru said speechlessly, "What if the young people see this?"

"So what if they see it?"

Garp scratched his head and said, "Anyway, we're both retired, aren't we?"

Sengoku thought for a moment and, quite unusually, agreed with Garp's words.

"Reasonable."

Seeing the two old men's carefree attitude, Tsuru He felt somewhat helpless.

However, she soon felt a pang of envy, after all... living like that must be so easy!

'I wonder when I'll be able to retire...' Tsuru murmured to himself.

Forget it, I'll wait until I've trained a successor before considering retirement.

Then, Tsuru turned his gaze to Garp and asked, "Garp, when do you plan to take Smoker to training?"

This kid has good potential; he needs a lot of training.

At the very least... at the very least, we can't let this kid continue to rely on the power of Devil Fruit!

"In half a month," Garp said after a moment's thought. "Give him another half a month to recover."

"Two weeks later... he won't have time to rest!"

As if he had just thought of some kind of training plan, Garp grinned.

Sengoku and Tsuru exchanged a glance upon seeing this, both silently mourning for Smoker in their hearts.

They knew how terrifying Garp's training was.

I just hope that kid doesn't get trained to death.

"Oh, by the way, I just saw Borsalino leave," Tsuru said. "What did he go to do?"

"The Holy Land has been invaded by the Blood-Eyed Ninja," Sengoku said. "So he went to support the Holy Land."

Tsuru:???

Tsuru:!!!

The Holy Land has been invaded again?

Um?

Why did she say "again"?

As if struck by a thought, Tsuru fell into deep thought.

' Blood-Eyed Ninja...'