The Five Elders' Plan
New World, somewhere at sea.
On a heavily guarded large luxury cruise ship, in an opulently decorated room, the Five Elders sat around a round table. Their expressions were grave as they discussed something.
"How is the gathering of the elite CP agents scattered across various places going?"
Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro held a long sword in his arms as he looked toward Saint Topman Warcury, who was stroking his upturned white handlebar mustache.
"The time has been too short, so the situation is far from ideal...
Before, to prevent the Summit War from affecting Holy Land Mariejois, we summoned most of the available experts without assignments back to the Holy Land, leaving only a small number behind as a contingency.
Therefore, even though we ordered them to drop all current missions, among those remaining, either they are too weak, or they are strong but too far away. It will take at least ten days to half a month for them to arrive. Aside from those true experts we had prepared in advance against unforeseen circumstances, there are practically only a handful..."
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter raised his right hand and gently stroked the short golden beard on his chin, frowning as he said:
"Even if we gather every elite agent, the strength at our disposal will likely remain very limited. In the most optimistic scenario, it will only amount to a quarter of what we previously had in the Holy Land..."
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn rested both hands on his cane and spoke indifferently:
"That is precisely why we need to go to Egghead Island and find Vegapunk. On that island, there are one hundred Pacifistas, as well as dozens of mechanical sea beasts...
As long as we take control of those things, we can gain