Vegapunk frowned deeply, looking troubled.
Sakazuki looked at him and said:
"Leave it for now. Take your time studying it."
"What you need right now is a good rest."
Only then did Vegapunk notice the drowsiness washing over him:
"Sorry, Vice Admiral Sakazuki."
"It seems I really do need some rest first."
Sakazuki said:
"It's fine. Get some rest."
Watching Vegapunk's weary back as he turned away, Sakazuki shook his head.
Time flew...
The curtain was about to rise on a new era...
The Grand Line, the New World.
At the summit of the Secret Realm, Merveille, towering into the clouds.
A faint, chilly breeze swept across the mountaintop, gently stirring the grass and the hems of clothing.
The Golden Lion sat on a cliff, watching the countless giant beasts moving below.
He held a newspaper detailing the Roger Pirates' latest movements.
"Roger..."
As the Roger Pirates' voyage reached its critical stage.
The whole world was watching them.
Just then, strange footsteps sounded behind him.
Pfft, pfft, pfft-
Ignoring the odd noises, the Golden Lion spoke without turning:
"Dr. Indigo, how is the research progressing?"
Dr. Indigo, who looked like a circus clown, said:
"I've made a new discovery."
"This island maintains its balance through several kinds of plants."
"And every creature on this island belongs to a species that doesn't exist on the ground."
"If we want to..."
The Golden Lion impatiently interrupted:
"Enough. Keep it short."
"How many more years will it take to put my plan into action?"
Dr. Indigo lowered his head and counted on his fingers:
"Hmm... let's see... five... ten..."
"No."
"Fifteen years at the earliest."
The Golden Lion grinned:
"Excellent."
"Then we'll launch the plan in fifteen years."
The savage grin on his face was plain to see:
"I'll plunge the world