Implementing the Plan: Giving Orders to the Fleet Admiral

"Doll, call Sengoku the Buddha—"

Sumer did not pursue the matter of Franky any further and instead looked at Doll.

He intended to use the Navy's power to capture several targets.

"Yes."

Doll paused slightly, then pulled a Den Den Mushi from her cleavage and immediately connected to the Fleet Admiral's office.

It was worth mentioning.

Within the Navy, certain powerful Vice Admirals at Marine Headquarters could report directly to Sengoku.

As it happened.

Doll was one of them.

Nearby.

Lucci, Kaku, Bruno, and Califa were still analyzing Sumer's earlier words. There was one sentence they could not understand.

What did he mean by saying Franky could be sacrificed to the heavens later to awaken the protagonist's potential?

Judging by Saint Germain Sumer's expression, he was also extremely certain that Franky was not dead...

"Pururururu—"

"Hello!"

The moment the call connected, a stern and righteous voice came through.

"Fleet Admiral, this is Doll!!!"

Doll looked at the Den Den Mushi in her palm, which had taken on Sengoku's likeness, and immediately identified herself.

"Doll? Weren't you escorting Saint Marcus Mars and Saint Germain Sumer to Water 7?"

"Did something happen along the way?"

Sengoku's previously unconcerned expression turned solemn.

"No. I have successfully escorted Saint Mars and Saint Sumer to Water 7."

"Saint Sumer wishes to speak with you."

As Doll spoke, she handed the Den Den Mushi to Sumer, curious about why he wanted to contact Sengoku.

She had long since realized.

Sumer's status was anything but ordinary. He even seemed to stand on equal footing with the Five Elders.

Rob Lucci and the others had noticed the same thing.

"Sengoku, this is Saint Germain Sumer. I now order your Navy to capture several criminals for me. I want them alive."

"Kurozumi Kanjuro of Wano Country, Charlotte Pudding, daughter of the Four Emperor Charlotte Linlin, Gecko Moria of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Wapol, former king of the Drum Kingdom, Trafalgar Law, the Surgeon of Death pirate, Jewelry Bonney, the Glutton, Baccarat under the Golden Emperor..."

Sumer showed no courtesy at all and directly listed a string of targets.

At that moment, at Marine Headquarters.

Inside the office.

Sengoku stared at the Den Den Mushi with deeply furrowed brows.

His expression darkened slightly as he listened to the string of names Sumer had given.

It was not because of Sumer's commanding attitude.

Celestial Dragons were all this arrogant, rude, foolish, and conceited.

Rather, it was because two of the targets were special: Charlotte Pudding, daughter of Charlotte Linlin, and Gecko Moria.

"Saint Sumer, the Navy can keep watch for and capture the other targets, but Charlotte Pudding is the daughter of the Four Emperor Charlotte Linlin. Acting rashly could cause tremendous unrest."

"Then there is Gecko Moria. He is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Before the Government strips him of that title, the Navy cannot act against him rashly either."

Sengoku remained fairly patient.

If it had been any other ordinary Celestial Dragon, he would have refused long ago. Even if he agreed verbally, he would not have taken it seriously afterward.

But Saint Germain Sumer was different.

He had already spoken with Borsalino and learned a little about what had happened on Jaya Island and Sky Island.

Sumer had been acting alongside Saint Marcus Mars, one of the Five Elders. If he were merely an ordinary Celestial Dragon, that would not be the case.

More importantly, Sengoku had never heard of the Celestial Dragon surname Saint Germain.

Afterward.

He had called Fleet Admiral Kong and learned that Kong had never heard of the Saint Germain surname either, much less a Celestial Dragon named Saint Germain Sumer.

It was as if Sumer had appeared out of thin air.

"Then capture the others first. Remember, I want them alive!"

With that said.

Sumer directly hung up the Den Den Mushi.

This was the power of the Celestial Dragons!

Even a dignified Fleet Admiral could be commanded at will. Whatever he wanted, he got.

It simply felt incredible.

Over here.

Sengoku looked at the Den Den Mushi with its eyes closed, his expression shifting uncertainly. After thinking for a moment, he took another Den Den Mushi from a drawer and made a call.

The call was directed to Mary Geoise.

He needed to learn more about Saint Germain Sumer.

"Califa, contact Spandam!"

After tossing the Den Den Mushi back to Doll, Sumer looked at Califa.

He wanted to see the Devil Fruits, a specialty of this pirate world, for himself.

The Giraffe Fruit and Bubble-Bubble Fruit should currently be on Enies Lobby.

What a pity.

Bruno had already eaten the Paramecia-type Door-Door Fruit, while Rob Lucci had eaten the Zoan-type Cat-Cat Fruit, Model: Leopard.

If Rob Lucci had eaten the Door-Door Fruit, or perhaps a Mythical Zoan, his achievements would definitely have surpassed those in the original story.

Pururururu—

Califa pulled a Den Den Mushi from her ample cleavage and immediately called Spandam, who was far away on Enies Lobby.

This sight.

Made Sumer glance over repeatedly.

He discovered that whether it was Doll or Califa, most women in the pirate world seemed to like hiding their Den Den Mushi in their unfathomably deep cleavage.

It was a very distinctive habit.

"Califa?"

The Den Den Mushi rang for ten seconds before an arrogant, vile voice came through, sounding highly impatient.

"My lord."

Califa did not answer Spandam and instead handed the Den Den Mushi to Sumer.

From the faint disgust on Califa's face, it was clear that she thoroughly hated Spandam.

"Spandam, immediately have Jabra, Kumadori, and Fukurou deliver the two Devil Fruits the Government prepared to strengthen CP9 to Water 7."

"You are???"

Enies Lobby.

Inside an office.

Spandam sat in his executive chair with his feet on the desk, holding a Den Den Mushi. Not far away, a foolish-looking elephant was sleeping.

"Saint Germain Sumer!"

Sumer stared sharply at the Den Den Mushi.

"Yes, I'll arrange it immediately—"

The instant he heard Sumer's name, Spandam's originally haughty expression transformed into a fawning one.

But just as he was about to flatter Sumer and try to curry favor with him, the call was abruptly cut off.

"Saint Sumer, my lord, hello! Hello!~"

Spandam panicked as he looked at the Den Den Mushi's drooping eyes.

This was a rare opportunity. As long as he could ingratiate himself with a Celestial Dragon, a promotion and raise would be no more than a word from the other party.

No.

He had to personally make a trip to Water 7.

"Funkfreed, you idiot, stop sleeping—"

Spandam grabbed the pen holder on the desk and threw it at the soundly sleeping Funkfreed, hitting its enormous head dead on.

Startled awake by the blow.

Funkfreed shook its long trunk. There was not the slightest trace of defiance in its lively eyes as it stood and walked before Spandam, beginning to transform until it finally became an Elephant Sword.

Spandam fastened Funkfreed at his waist and excitedly left the office for the treasury.

He was going to bring the two Devil Fruits the Government had only recently allocated.

Spandam's mind was now completely occupied with how to please Sumer and earn his favor, allowing him to make his way to Mary Geoise.

"Let's go! Let's take a look around this water city modeled after Venice—"

Sumer returned the Den Den Mushi to Califa, preparing to properly experience the local customs of Water 7.

The moment he stepped out onto the controlled street.

The once-lively waterways instantly fell silent enough to hear a pin drop. The expressions of the passing pedestrians changed drastically, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground.

At a glance.

An immense crowd was kneeling on the ground. Not a single person dared remain standing. Such was the authority of the World Nobles.