Poneglyphs were hot potatoes.
Not only were they useless to them, they would only invite trouble.
Pirates were one thing, but the World Government was the bigger concern.
Speaking of the World Government, Sengoku found something strange.
The Marines had two Road Poneglyphs. There was no way the World Government didn't know about that.
Yet the World Government had never once asked about them.
He couldn't figure it out.
Forget it. They had already found them, so they couldn't exactly turn them down.
Keeping them with the Marines could help make the seas a little more peaceful, too.
Then he asked curiously:
"Where did you find this one?"
"Zou."
"Zou?"
Sengoku didn't place the name right away.
"The island where the Mink Tribe lives.
The island on the back of a giant elephant that's always moving."
At that, Sengoku recalled what he knew about it.
The figures of a cat and a dog also appeared in his mind.
"So it was there. That does make sense."
After all, the place had some connection to Roger.
"Oh, right, Sengoku.
Speaking of Zou, that elephant is gone now.
I moved Zou onto the sea, too.
They won't stay closed off anymore.
By the way, I left them a Den Den Mushi they can use to contact you.
The Mink Tribe might be a little goofy, but they're seriously strong."
Even without transforming into Sulong, their ability to control static electricity in their normal forms was formidable.
Though it wasn't exactly scientific...
Sengoku looked thoughtful at that.
Then his eyes widened as it sank in.
"Wait, hold on. What do you mean, the elephant is gone?"
If he remembered correctly, that elephant was supposedly over ten thousand meters tall.
An elephant that could carry an entire island on its back—its sheer size went