"From today onward, you will take Saint Saturn's place as one of the Five Elders."
"Your first priority is to find the Revolutionary Army's base and bring Vegapunk back. As for that Revolutionary Army leader named Thunder, I want his head!"
A sharp gleam flashed through Figarland Garling's eyes, and he answered without hesitation, "As you command, Lord Imu. I will complete the mission. I will not disappoint you!"
Imu nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Remember, do not disappoint me again as Saint Saturn did!"
"Yes!" Figarland Garling replied, bowing respectfully once more.
After Imu left, the Five Elders returned to their small villa. Green Gusen casually picked a seat and sat down, while the other four remained silent. After all, Saint Saturn, who had spent hundreds of years alongside them, had died just like that. They felt a little sorrow at his passing, but only a little. Besides, like Green Gusen, they had risen to their positions because their predecessors among the Five Elders had failed in their duties. They were used to this sort of thing. All they could say was that Saint Saturn had been unlucky.
Seeing the others remain silent, Saint Green immediately spoke up to break the silence.
"I recall there was an Admiral named Mu Chen, Blood Eyes or something. Isn't he about to become Fleet Admiral? It's about time we met him, isn't it?"
Every incoming Fleet Admiral had to receive an audience with them. They remembered that Mu Chen seemed to have requested two years of leave, but by their reckoning, less than half a month remained. Fine, then. They would have him come over. Since it was nearly time anyway, they had no intention of waiting those few extra days. Saint Saturn was dead-he could forget about taking a break!
Meanwhile,