Arresting Roger

South Blue waters.

A massive Marine warship was anchored on the surface of the sea.

The sea breeze swept constantly across the deck, the Marine flag on the mast snapping in the wind, and the entire warship was in a state of tense readiness.

On the deck, a group of marines rushed back and forth nervously.

Someone checked the artillery platform.

Someone adjusted the lookout telescope.

Someone repeatedly confirmed their sabers and firearms.

The reason was simple; a few hours ago they had received an order from Rock.

There was no mention of who the enemy was, and no mention of the mission details.

There was only a single sentence.

--Wait in place.

Yet the simpler the order, the more nerve-wracking it was.

Because the entire Marine Headquarters knew one thing: Azure Dragon Rock rarely made a move in person.

And once he did make a move, it usually meant matters had reached the absolute extreme.

At the bow of the warship.

Two tall figures stood there.

One of them wore a coat of Justice, his face sharply chiseled, a burning cigar clamped between his lips.

The smoke slowly dispersed in the sea breeze.

Beside him stood an even more hulking man.

His shoulders were as wide as a wall, his muscles bulging as if forged from steel, and his gaze carried an irrepressible fighting spirit.

At that moment, Bullet was flexing his muscles with an excited look on his face.

"Hahahahaha!"

His double fists smashed into each other, producing a dull, heavy thud.

"I knew it!"

"Suddenly making the warship run off to some tiny place like South Blue, I figured something was wrong."

He grinned to reveal a flash of white teeth.

"And it turns out I was right..."

Bullet looked up into the distance, where the cliffs