After they decided to deploy Uranus, Saint Nusjuro added, "In that case, we cannot afford any mistakes at Egghead Island. Marcus, sorry for the trouble, but please go there."
The Five Elders' teleportation ability was not all-powerful. Short-range teleportation had few restrictions, but long-range teleportation required one of them to serve as an anchor before he could summon the others to his side.
Back at Egghead Island, Saint Saturn and Saint Mars had actually been aboard the Marine warships well in advance.
"I have to go down to the lower world again..."
Saint Mars frowned, an unmistakable look of disgust appearing on his face.
Still, he had no intention of refusing. Of the five present, only his Itsumade and Saint Nusjuro's Horse Bone were the fastest, and he was the only one capable of flight.
Besides, Egghead Island was now drawing attention from all sides. Unless he hurried over, Kaido and Big Mom, who had long coveted Vegapunk, would surely head over to join the commotion too.
So, despite his deep reluctance, Saint Mars rose from his chair and headed out of Pangaea Castle.
"The Marines need a thorough shake-up too. They can't beat the pirates, and they can't beat the Revolutionary Army. What are we keeping them around for?!"
Disgruntled at being pressed into service yet again, Saint Mars voiced an indignant complaint before leaving.
He did not care how troublesome the Marines' enemies were. To people like them, lackeys who could not solve their problems were nothing but worthless trash.
The other four Elders thought much the same way. They were simply a little more "rational" than Saint Mars, who had been pressed into service.
"Although their opponents on these two occasions were indeed difficult to deal with, Marcus is not wrong. The Marines' performance lately has been