The animals on the island were so used to the clash of weapons that the sudden silence left them uneasy.
But after a while, they slowly got used to it.
The Reverie
Marine Headquarters.
The Fleet Admiral's Office.
Sengoku stared at the document before him, deep in thought.
"What is Hawk Eyes up to? He's been roaming the waters outside Drum Kingdom for four whole months."
He opened another file. It contained news of Kuta and his crew.
His eyes lit up when he saw the covert photographs sent by the World Government.
"He's finally shown up."
They had vanished for so long without a scrap of news that he had almost thought something had wiped out the Silver Hair Crew!
That had only been wishful thinking. When news of the crew appeared again, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
Enemies, especially powerful ones, were better kept in sight.
The Marines did not fear enemies in the open. What they feared most were powerful people who liked to hide.
Golden Lion had been just like that. He had kept the Marines on edge every day, afraid he might suddenly fly in and attack Marine Headquarters or one of its branches.
It sounded absurd, but that was how they truly felt.
With combat strength comparable to an Admiral's, Kuta's disappearance had kept the Marines on alert for a long time before they finally relaxed.
It would have been the same if one of the Four Emperors had vanished from the New World.
That was the threat the world's strongest fighters posed to their enemies.
That was why every Emperor's crew had countless Marine and World Government informants watching from outside, and no small number of undercover agents within.
Red-Hair's and Kuta's small crews were exceptions, of course.
The Marines and