Suppressing the unrest in Impel Down was the most urgent priority.
But no matter how quickly or perfectly they suppressed it, that would only limit the damage.
Sengoku had sent Garp and Borsalino there to quell the unrest, certainly.
But most importantly, they had to ensure their own people's safety.
He knew that Impel Down's two wardens, especially Deputy Warden Magellan, were incredibly loyal and responsible men.
Even faced with a sea of pirates, retreat would never cross their minds.
He could only hope Garp and Borsalino would arrive in time.
But Sengoku knew full well that getting past this crisis would only mark the beginning of his headaches!
At the thought of countless villains returning to the seas, Sengoku no longer wanted to take over as Fleet Admiral at all.
Was it too late to change his mind?
Still, he wasn't actually the one with the most to worry about. That was Kong.
Recently, Kong had been gradually familiarizing himself with his duties as Commander-in-Chief at the Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
He had been quite pleased, thinking that in a little while, he could step down without a hitch.
Then something like this had happened.
An incident this serious would inevitably cause an enormous public outcry. Though it wouldn't have any tangible impact on Kong, it would tarnish his reputation.
And his reputation was what he valued most.
Once Kong learned of this, he would probably be too worried to eat or sleep for days.
Just as Sengoku's blood pressure kept climbing, the five vice admirals and Randall, who had noticed Garp's sudden departure, came aboard his ship.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku! What happened? Why did Vice Admiral Garp suddenly leave?"
One of the vice admirals asked with a worried expression.
Sengoku looked at them, sighed, and explained what had