As dawn broke over Loguetown, the banquet celebrating the successful rescue of the hostages ended amid reluctant sighs of regret.
Before parting, the Marines warned the young rookies who had just set sail, "Hey, don't go committing crimes from now on, or we'll throw you into prison ourselves!"
The Buggy Pirates were instantly moved to tears and swore on the spot that they would never harm innocent civilians again.
Smoker stood helplessly on the deck of the warship with his Jitte slung over his shoulder, silently swearing that the next time he saw them, he would show no mercy.
At Garp's command, the warship slowly departed Loguetown Harbor. The operation to rescue Foosha Village's residents had merely been a brief interlude. Their sole purpose in gathering in the East Blue was still to learn the Marine Six Powers under Garp's guidance.
Therefore, they had to return to that Uninhabited Island teeming with ferocious beasts and continue their previous hellish training.
Watching the warship gradually vanish over the sea, Captain Buggy finally let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed he had made the right bet this time. If those Marines had truly wanted to arrest them, Buggy would have had no way out. After all, among them was someone who had given even Captain Roger endless headaches!
"Ha ha! I, Captain Buggy, really do stay calm in a crisis!" Buggy stood at the harbor facing the rising sun and laughed. "Men, go back and pack up. Get ready to set sail!"
Lynn beside him said, "Shouldn't we eat breakfast first?"
Buggy scratched his head and replied, "Can you even eat? The banquet lasted all night. Didn't you get enough grilled meat?"
"I was in a bad mood, so I didn't eat much." With his arms folded across his chest, Lynn