The Marines of Headquarters, led by Fleet Admiral Sengoku, failed to intercept Tsugikuni Yoriichi. After watching Yoriichi's warship depart with his own eyes, Sengoku did not remain idle. He immediately called Kizaru, who was escorting the Celestial Dragons.
Kizaru had only just woken up when he received Sengoku's call. Still groggy, he activated the Den Den Mushi on his wrist and asked lazily:
"Mosimosi~~~"
"Do you have any orders, Fleet Admiral Sengoku?"
Inside the warship's cabin, Borsalino lay on his bed, his right hand near his mouth and his left arm tucked behind his head. With his eyes closed, he spoke.
The sun had only just risen. Unlike other elderly people, Borsalino the "old man" needed more sleep.
"Borsalino, stay alert. Tsugikuni Yoriichi is heading your way!"
"No matter what he does, you must protect the Celestial Dragons!"
"Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do not let Tsugikuni Yoriichi lay a hand on the Celestial Dragons."
"Once things reach that point, there will be no way to undo it!"
Fleet Admiral Sengoku's words came through the Den Den Mushi and echoed through the cabin. Borsalino, who had been lying there with his eyes shut and a lazy expression, instantly woke up. He opened his eyes and could not help asking:
"Admiral Tsugikuni Yoriichi?"
"He left the New World and came here personally?"
Borsalino had once served under Tsugikuni Yoriichi for a time, so Yoriichi had left quite an impression on him. He also had some understanding of Yoriichi's way of doing things.
If he ran into Yoriichi, Borsalino did not know how he ought to handle him. Fight Yoriichi? Honestly, Borsalino was not very confident that he could protect the Celestial Dragons from Yoriichi.
But...
The Celestial Dragons would not be that easy to kill!
Borsalino slowly sat up, intending to confirm the