"Raise the sails! Set off!"
Randall shouted the order.
"Yes, sir!"
At their commanding officer's order, the entire battleship sprang to life, every "component" setting about its own task.
Randall then slipped into a cabin.
He shut the door securely and swept the room with Qi blended with Observation Haki.
Only then did he take out his Den Den Mushi and dial a number.
Before long, the call connected.
"Dragon, five CP0 agents showed up.
White Mask is the one who can track scents.
There's also a Red Mask. I'm not sure what his ability is, but he can heal injuries.
Their leader is Black Mask. He should be pretty strong, and he's an ability user. When he activates his power, his hands turn into white blocks that can weaken my Conqueror's Haki.
Aside from Black Mask, the others really aren't much."
"...Understood. In other words, White Mask has to die, and I should kill Red Mask if possible. As for Black Mask, we'll see."
Dragon seemed to read Randall's mind.
Randall smiled at that and continued, "Exactly. We've already set out to hunt you down, so find yourself a good spot."
Dragon merely grunted in acknowledgment before hanging up.
The three battleships sailed in the direction White Mask indicated.
Twelve hours later, White Mask twitched his nose, carefully checked the scent, and pointed in another direction.
At long distances, he could only sniff out a general direction.
Only once he came within a certain range of his target could he pinpoint their location more precisely.
Another twelve hours passed, and White Mask requested a second course adjustment.
They continued sailing like this for a while, until the outline of an island appeared ahead.
"Boss, he's right there!"
White Mask perked up and pointed toward the island as he spoke