Patrick Redfield had been born with powerful Observation Haki.
He constantly endured the torment it brought him.
Yet it was precisely this Observation Haki, combined with his formidable swordsmanship and martial prowess,
that allowed him to stand alone as an equal to great pirates like Whitebeard, Golden Lion, and Roger.
The instant the warship carrying Kong and Garp docked, Redfield sensed those two immensely powerful presences.
But he merely frowned slightly and made no move to leave.
Instead, he lifted his cup and slowly savored his coffee again.
There was no other reason-only the pride and confidence of a top-tier powerhouse.
He gazed toward the harbor, waiting for the Marines to arrive.
At the harbor.
Kong and Garp stood on deck, looking at the towering mountain.
Behind them, rows of soldiers disembarked and entered the town to clear the crowds.
Fleet Admiral Kong looked at the mountain.
"So he's not making a move."
"That saves us some trouble."
Garp laughed as he ate a doughnut.
"Hahahahaha! He's underestimating us."
Fleet Admiral Kong's expression was stern.
"Garp, you and Tsuru guard the town below."
"I'll deal with him."
Garp laughed.
"Leave it to us."
Vice Admiral Tsuru nodded gently.
"All right."
The three left the deck.
Fleet Admiral Kong and Vice Admiral Tsuru both looked serious, while Garp followed behind Kong with an utterly carefree swagger.
In the town.
Marine soldiers formed ranks along the streets, standing guard with their guns.
Countless residents cautiously watched the Marines through windows and cracks in their doors.
Vice Admiral Tsuru stood in the center of the town square.
"There's no need to worry, everyone."
"The Marines are conducting an arrest operation."
"Our target is the great pirate Patrick Redfield."
"Please remain calmly inside your homes."
"Don't panic."
The residents breathed a sigh