Moke Rested Another Night

After enjoying a hearty meal to his heart's content at the tavern, Moke filled his stomach with satisfaction and rested comfortably through the night. The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell across the window, Moke rose swiftly as usual, ready to continue his journey.

He took a deep breath, then without hesitation turned his body into a dazzling beam of light and sped toward Reverse Mountain like lightning. The beam pierced through the clouds and tore across the sky at a breathtaking speed.

Meanwhile, in an office at Marine Headquarters, Fleet Admiral Sengoku sat behind his desk, handling various documents and affairs. Suddenly, a shrill Den Den Mushi ring shattered the office's silence.

Fleet Admiral Sengoku hurriedly picked up the call. Before he could speak, shocking news came from the other end. His face instantly turned pale, and he involuntarily rose from his seat with a cry of alarm. "What?!"

That cry drew the attention of Garp and Vice Admiral Tsuru, who were also in the office. They both looked toward Fleet Admiral Sengoku. Garp, in particular, nearly dropped the doughnut in his hand, because he had almost never seen Sengoku lose his composure like this.

Vice Admiral Tsuru's brows knitted tightly as a sense of foreboding rose within her. She felt that some major incident had happened again. She quickly asked, "What is it?"

Fleet Admiral Sengoku took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He slowly hung up the Den Den Mushi, then let out a long breath, easing the shock in his heart somewhat.

"Colonel Wild Dog, who was sent to East Blue to replace Smoker, has been killed." Fleet Admiral Sengoku's voice was low, carrying a trace of disbelief.

"How could that be?" Garp looked astonished. He knew East Blue very well.