"I heard him say that the Chris Empire's military ranking system would differ from the World Government's."
"The Navy only has three flag officer ranks: Rear admiral, vice admiral, and admiral. Everyone knows that, so there's no need to explain."
"But the system Chris created adds senior admiral, making four ranks in total: Rear admiral, vice admiral, senior admiral, and admiral."
Carmen shrugged and remarked casually, "That really sounds like a country worth looking forward to. I wish we could reach the New World sooner and see how Chris builds a nation."
Mei Di brushed back her pale blond hair, her lovely eyes sparkling. "Well, I'm ready to stay by Chris's side and witness the future with him. Heeheehee!"
Then, chatting and laughing, the women walked gracefully out the door...
On the grasslands of Long Ring Long Land.
A large crowd sat chatting, their cheers rising one after another in a wonderfully cheerful atmosphere.
"Oh, Captain, you're just too strong! We won again! Heeheehee..."
Holding her weapon, a magic wand, Porche conjured a flower from its tip and smiled. "Just as I thought! Our Foxy Pirates are the strongest!"
Hamburg nodded and burst out laughing. "That's right! Our navigator is right. The Foxy Pirates really are the strongest crew on the Grand Line."
"Just look at our Davy Back Fight record! We've won 912 matches. We're unstoppable—there's nobody left who can give us a challenge! Pupupupupu..."
Capote glanced at Porche, looking utterly exasperated. "Listen, Miss Navigator, could you stop using that cutesy voice all the time? It's painful to listen to!"
Pickles patted Capote on the shoulder and agreed with a laugh. "Exactly. I can barely stand it either."
"But Porche isn't just our navigator. She's also our head cheerleader, so I guess there's no helping the way she talks.