Vinsmoke Ichiji felt somewhat displeased. The Germa Army was a world-famous grand fleet, yet today, not only had one of the Four Emperors requested that they be dispatched as reinforcements, but their target was even the Kingdom of Dressrosa, which Doflamingo had reduced to such a wretched state.
It was said that, despite Uchiha Hikaru's every effort, that kingdom was only barely managing to cling to life. Forget displaying any formidable strength—they were practically a nation that would collapse and perish the moment their support was cut off.
Such an insignificant little country actually required the Germa Army to act. To the mature and steady Ichiji, this was simply an insult to the Germa Army's reputation. If the person making the request had not been one of the Four Emperors, Ichiji would have pinned her head down and slammed it in a door several times, asking whether she had come to her senses.
That country had absolutely nothing worthy of the Germa Army's attention.
Ichiji's eyelid twitched—except for that person...
"Sir, something has happened!" At that moment, someone entered the command deck and reported to Ichiji.
"Hm?" Ichiji turned his head and asked, "The Big Mom Pirates?"
"No. The scout ship ahead encountered a large warship. Initial contact confirms that it is the Celestial Dragons' vessel. They are currently heading in our direction. It appears that we are their target."
Ichiji's expression was icy and imposing, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. A sharp glint flickered in his eyes, and his bearing remained incomparably steady. "Celestial Dragons? Send an urgent telegram to the commander-in-chief immediately!"
Two hours later, the Germa Army, which had been advancing steadily toward Dressrosa, finally encountered the Celestial Dragons' giant warship.
Ichiji kept a somber expression as he led a majestic formation of soldiers to welcome the