"Watching the battle while completing our mission—there probably isn't anyone in the world having a more relaxing time than us!"
Speed flashed a set of even teeth and casually kicked her hooves in the air.
She smiled in agreement. "Getting Ochoku without lifting a finger is certainly something to celebrate."
"And if we get to watch the Marines give the Chris Pirates a beating, that's something to look forward to as well."
Clearly, the Mammoth Fleet was still very relaxed.
They had no interest in getting involved in the fight between the Chris Pirates and the Marines.
But they were very interested in watching from the sidelines.
Whichever side came off worse, it would be something for them to enjoy.
Especially if the Chris Pirates suffered, since that would mean they had taken a serious blow.
Naturally, Jack the Drought and the others were pleased to see a potential future rival being beaten down.
Jack the Drought remained impassive as he said casually, "Keep moving!"
"Remember to monitor everyone else's movements. Report anything unusual immediately."
"Especially Katakuri and his group!"
"We absolutely cannot let Katakuri and the others beat us to it. Understood?"
Jack the Drought looked at the lookout before him and issued his instructions coldly.
In the Pudora Kingdom Waters, the Mammoth Fleet's greatest rival was undoubtedly the Big Mom Pirates.
Their goals were the same: both wanted to get Ochoku.
That meant their interests clashed directly.
Jack the Drought could tolerate Marco's group reaching the Pudora Kingdom Port first, but he could not allow Katakuri's group to get there before him.
After all, Jack the Drought knew that Marco and the others were only there to protect the Chris Pirates.
The Mammoth Fleet's secondary mission was to crush the Chris Pirates in one fell swoop, but only