"That old bastard..."
"Borsalino... Kuzan..."
"I think I've heard of them."
"The Marines are really going backward."
"Wororororo!!!"
Just then, a black pteranodon flew in from outside the hall.
Whoosh-
He slowly landed and shifted into human form. King spoke:
"Kaido."
"Red-Haired Shanks, that remnant of the Roger Pirates, just entered our territory."
Kaido's gaze sharpened slightly.
"Hmm?"
Grand Line, Revolutionary Army Headquarters, Baltigo.
After days of investigation, they had confirmed that Ivankov and Inazuma had been imprisoned in Impel Down.
Attacking Impel Down was clearly unrealistic and impractical.
They would have to start with the jailers...
As Dragon pondered this, the intelligence officer suddenly stood up.
"Commander-in-chief!"
"The Marines just announced their new Fleet Admiral."
"It's the former Marine Admiral, Sengoku!"
"They also announced the new Admirals, Borsalino and Kuzan."
The Revolutionary Army members around him, sorting documents and holding meetings, looked equally shocked.
"What?!"
"Why so sudden?!"
"Do we need to revise the plan, Commander-in-chief?!"
"Borsalino... isn't he the one who hunted down Fisher Tiger?"
"Yes, that's him! I knew the name sounded familiar."
"So it's that bastard. Damn him."
"The government's lapdog."
Dragon narrowed his eyes. Mr. Sengoku, huh...
"The plan remains unchanged."
North Blue, aboard a slaver ship.
The clamor of battle gradually faded. The slave trader who specialized in collecting beautiful female slaves, along with his men...
Had died at the hands of Tesoro, who had escaped from Mary Geoise several years earlier.
By now, he had left his old life behind. Through ruthlessness and cunning, he had gathered a band of vicious thugs.
The slaves in their cages gazed at him expectantly.
They thought salvation had come... little did they know... they were merely trading one hell for another...
One of the thugs walked over, licking the blood from his face.
"Boss,