Marine Headquarters!
It was located at the center of the Grand Line, adjacent to the Sabaody Archipelago, the Red Line, and the "Holy Land" Mary Geoise. The island on which Marine Headquarters stood was known as Marineford.
Aside from combat facilities, the island also had residential areas, and its inhabitants were all family members of Marines. The headquarters buildings were constructed along the mountain terrain, with spacious rooms inside floored with tatami mats.
At that moment, a meeting was being held in the Fleet Admiral's office at Marine Headquarters.
Several sofas were casually arranged throughout the vast office. Judging by their uniforms, everyone seated on them held at least the rank of Vice Admiral, and each of them radiated an immensely powerful presence.
At the very center of the office sat an elderly man wearing frog-shaped glasses, his long chin beard braided into a twist. He was the Marine Headquarters Fleet Admiral known as Buddha Sengoku, the Strategist—Sengoku!
Sengoku held a thick stack of telegrams. As he turned through them page by page, his brow furrowed ever deeper. After a long while, he set the telegrams on the desk before him and sighed. "The World Government has issued new orders. They want us to dispatch personnel to assist the various nations in resisting Revolutionary Army attacks."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone present raised their brows. A mustached man with numerous blade scars across his face said coldly, "Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the pirates are running rampant right now. The endless stream of pirates alone has already stretched us thin. How can we spare the effort to interfere in a war between the Revolutionary Army and the kingdoms? Wouldn't it be better to have the World Government dispatch personnel? Aren't pirates the only target of us Marines?"
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