Saint Garling stared straight at Kong, suppressing his fear with an airy tone. "Who do you think you are, ordering me around?"
Kong froze for a moment. Was that necessary? Why such a big reaction?
You're the one who wants that woman, Saint Garling. Who do you think we Marines have been running ourselves ragged for? All for that little selfish desire of yours.
Kong leaned back in his chair, meeting Saint Garling's darkening face without averting his gaze. His tone was flat. "Suit yourself. If the Rocks Pirates really get involved, you probably won't get Shakky."
In short, everyone would be happy if they succeeded, and he would be the only one unhappy if they failed. He could do whatever he liked.
Saint Garling fell silent for two seconds, then said coldly, "Kong, can't you be flexible? Do you have to wait for the Rocks Pirates and the Roger Pirates to assemble? Why not put everything into tracking the Kuja Pirates' route and intercept them first?"
"Easy for you to say. The sea is enormous. Who knows which way they'll run?" Kong said irritably.
"Fish-Man Island." Saint Garling sounded as though he already had the answer ready. "Don't all those Worms crawl through that dog hole to reach the New World? Go intercept her there."
Kong did not answer immediately.
He looked at Saint Garling as though making one final check, then nodded. "Fine. Whether it works will come down to luck."
On the island closest to the foot of the Red Line.
The Saber of Xebec lay anchored off a stretch of coast.
With Golden Lion's Float-Float Fruit powers, the Rocks Pirates had reached the island closest to the foot of the Red Line in an extremely short time.
They now had two options.
The first was