Tsuru had not been joking earlier. Marineford's security was undoubtedly among the highest on the Grand Line.
This was Marine Headquarters, where the Fleet Admiral was stationed. An Admiral was usually left behind as well. Combined with the permanent fortifications and massive artillery batteries built into Crescent Bay, ordinary pirates would never come near this place. That would be no different from seeking death.
However, this very arrangement meant that either no one dared approach such a place, or anyone who did was bound to be a true monster.
Beyond its military function as Marine Headquarters, Marineford was also an enormous town. Many Marines' families lived here, and the residents generally lived in comfort.
At a time like this, the appearance of several visibly nervous people naturally caught Frankenstein's attention.
"Can you confirm their identities?"
"Please wait. Comparing records now."
Frankenstein was not an ordinary human, after all. Her mind contained vast amounts of information. Oran did not have the Marines' database, but he had still uploaded information on some pirates into Frankenstein's storage through their wanted posters.
This made it easier to assess their value and decide whether to trade them in for bounties, while also guarding against unforeseen dangers.
"Sorry, Father. There is no information on them in the database. Shall I follow them?"
At the same time, a silver question mark poked out from Oran's shoulder, topped with a tiny yellow eye. This was the result of Zack's studies over this period. He had begun learning how to express his intentions through body language.
During this time, he had also tried using his gelatinous body to imitate vocal organs, but the results had been far from ideal. For now, he could only make buzzing sounds.
"Let's go together. I'm curious too about what these people are planning