The seas of the East Blue were gentle. Compared to the weather of the Grand Line, the climate here followed predictable patterns.
Anyone who had sailed the East Blue for a while could feel its mildness.
Although there were harsh conditions such as storms, the East Blue was generally quite temperate.
At the very least, every change in weather came with signs of its approach, making these the most relaxing days for the navigators aboard warships.
They did not even need to worry about the effects of severe weather on their ships.
Helmsmen who had sailed the Grand Line year-round felt as if they had returned to a beginner's village when faced with this normal weather. They could handle these minor difficulties with ease.
It was nothing like the Grand Line, where even steering the ship kept them on edge.
Overall, sailing through the East Blue was very comfortable. Not to mention that the pirates here were far weaker than those of the Grand Line, making this an exceptionally easy voyage.
It had been a week since Dawn and the others arrived in the East Blue.
Over that week, under Dawn's leadership, the Marines sailed around and fished whenever they had nothing to do. They drifted aimlessly from one island to another, crushing pirate crews they encountered or found docked along certain shores.
They had originally been elites selected by Marine Headquarters, and with Dawn's support abilities, even when he merely lay there without making a move and only activated his aura, they beat the pirates until they cried for their mothers.
After all, there had never been many strong pirates in the East Blue to begin with, thanks to Old Man Garp having suppressed a batch of them before.
Pirate crews were wiped out one ship after another. Only