Let us turn back the clock half an hour.
Half an hour earlier, at the entrance to the Grand Line—Reverse Mountain on the Red Line.
Many large Marine warships sailed across the azure sea.
On the largest Marine warship, Vice Admirals Momonga and Onigumo sat on the deck.
Onigumo reclined comfortably in a sun lounger, holding the latest newspaper. He carefully read through its various articles, his expression calm and revealing none of his emotions.
Nearby, Vice Admiral Momonga, with his red handlebar mustache, sat on the ground and drank in silence, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with this mission.
"Hmph, I really don't know what Fleet Admiral Sengoku was thinking. To deal with a pirate who just entered the Grand Line, he actually sent two Marine Vice Admirals. Isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill? I finally got some vacation time, and now it's gone."
Vice Admiral Momonga gulped down a large bottle of liquor and complained unhappily. Marine Vice Admirals also had vacations. Generally, after completing several missions in a row, they could return to their hometowns to rest.
This time, it had originally been Momonga's turn to take leave, but Fleet Admiral Sengoku had inexplicably summoned him to surround and eliminate a pirate called Flame Sword Luo Ze.
Naturally, he was extremely annoyed. He had worked for more than half a year, all for the sake of those few breaks. Now they had gone straight down the drain. Once he returned to Marine Headquarters, there would probably be more missions waiting for him.
"Vice Admiral Momonga, calm down. Fleet Admiral Sengoku must have his reasons for arranging this. I heard that pirate Luo Ze is very strong and poses a great threat. Half a month ago, even the World Government's intelligence organization, P9, was defeated by him."