Under Marine regulations, an admiral had to be deployed whenever a Celestial Dragon was attacked. It was precisely this rule that guaranteed the Celestial Dragons' privileges.
After all, privileges required the backing of strength.
It was hard to say whether Garp's refusal to become an admiral all these years had anything to do with this rule, but seeing the panicked crowd, he decisively turned around.
I wonder which audacious bastard attacked a Celestial Dragon. If he survives, I'll quietly cut him some slack if I'm ever sent after him, Garp muttered to himself.
Beep, beep, beep... Beep, beep, beep...
An unusual sound came from Garp's body. Wearing a strange expression, he searched around and pulled out an extremely tiny Den Den Mushi.
The Pirate World's technology had taken its own path. Its civilian technology was roughly equivalent to Earth's seventeenth century, yet it possessed Den Den Mushi for communication, along with all manner of other things.
It was somewhat similar to the Naruto World, except the Naruto World's technology followed a ninjutsu-based path, while the Pirate World's technology followed a biological path.
Things like Den Den Mushi were, in essence, a type of Sea King that lived in the deep sea. After being discovered and modified by the World Government, they became what they were now.
These Sea King insects possessed a special mutual sense, like an ant colony with a collective will—only the Den Den Mushi's was even more extreme.
"Mosimosi..." Garp said as he picked up the tiny receiver.
He rarely used this personal baby Den Den Mushi, and Marine Headquarters generally did not take the initiative to contact him either. Everyone in Marine Headquarters knew how willful he was; most of the time, contacting him was pointless anyway.
"Uh, a Celestial Dragon was attacked? That's an admiral's