Mary Geoise.
The abnormalities around the Holy Land had completely landed on the Five Elders' heads.
Cipher Pol teams had gone missing one after another.
The allied nations' fleets refused to continue approaching the Red Line.
Large numbers of Den Den Mushi used for perimeter surveillance had been disabled.
Several formerly stable food routes had also run into problems in quick succession within just two days.
And for Mary Geoise,
food had never been food in the ordinary sense.
The food Celestial Dragons wasted at their daily banquets, casually throwing it away, could even feed an entire small city.
No one had considered this a problem in the past, because the Four Seas and the allied nations would endlessly send all kinds of supplies up the Red Line.
But now,
grain ships had begun changing course, while merchant associations refused to transport goods.
Stocks of meat, alcohol, fruit, and medicine were all falling at an alarming rate.
The Holy Land's storage department had already lowered supply standards three times in a row.
The first to be affected were not the Slave District or the garrison troops, but the Celestial Dragons' banquet wine and imported fruit.
That change alone had caused several Celestial Dragons to smash entire sets of tableware in their palaces, demanding that the storage department immediately restore supplies.
But the officials in charge simply could not produce them, because there truly was nothing left.
For the first time, "food," which had never been worth noticing in the past, had become something the Holy Land needed to calculate carefully.
If consumption continued at its current rate,
Mary Geoise would soon truly understand what it meant to run out of food.
Even more troublesome was that the Revolutionary Army's activities across the world were still increasing.
Taken separately, none of