Thirty battleships were enough to cover a vast stretch of sea, considerably larger than the area spanned by the deep-sea current.
The Marines were confident they would spot the Roger Pirates the moment they surfaced.
They could then alert every battleship, surround the Roger Pirates, seal off the area, and cut off any chance of escape.
Out on the sea.
Garp stood with his arms folded, the Justice Cape on his back fluttering in the sea breeze.
"Garp, what's wrong?"
A calm voice rang out as Tsuru appeared beside Garp.
This operation did not depend on a strategist's direction, so Tsuru had chosen to board the same battleship as Garp.
Of course, keeping an eye on him was also part of the reason.
The World Government did not trust Garp completely. His friendship with Roger was rather peculiar, after all, and he was suspected of helping the Roger Pirates escape.
The World Government could glean hints from the little details, but it had no solid evidence.
The previous "D" had inflicted untold losses on the World Government. The Celestial Dragons, in particular, loathed the clan of D.
That made them despise Garp all the more. His attitude toward the World Government had never been good, and he was difficult to control, as his repeated refusals to be promoted to Marine Admiral made clear.
Though such surveillance was hardly effective, it was necessary.
Garp did not seem happy. His brow was furrowed, as though something was worrying him.
Knowing him well, Tsuru sensed that something was wrong.
"I have a feeling Roger won't walk into our net so easily."
The Marines' operation seemed foolproof, but Garp could make no guarantees. After pursuing Roger for years, he had vaguely sensed that there was something unusual about him.
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