Saint Nusjuro rose and walked to the enormous world map, tracing his finger across the waters of the first half of the Grand Line.
"Kaido isn't the only problem."
His finger stopped on the photograph of Lorne's beast ears in the newspaper.
"That physique, that regenerative ability... did you see the speculation Morgans published?"
"'Descendant of an Unknown Race,' 'suspected Mythical Zoan user.'"
"The entire sea is talking about those ears."
Saint Topman Warcury's voice was grim.
"Big Mom has already made her move."
"Our intelligence network intercepted word that three fleets from Totto Land have left port, heading for the first half of the Grand Line."
"Perospero is leading them himself."
Saint Nusjuro added.
"The objective?"
"Capture Lorne alive and bring him back to Totto Land."
Saint Nusjuro sneered.
"Charlotte Linlin wants to make this Marine rear admiral her husband and collect his bloodline."
Silence spread through the Room of Authority for a moment.
Saint Peter spoke slowly.
"If we let him stay in the first half, sooner or later he'll attract the attention of more factions."
"The Four Emperors already have their eyes on him. If he achieves any more victories, Red-Haired Shanks and Kaido will likely make moves as well."
"A Marine rear admiral should not have the ability to stir up the entire sea."
Saint Saturn stood, leaning on his cane.
"We must transfer him out of the first half."
"On what grounds?"
Saint Topman Warcury asked.
"That old fox Sengoku won't give in easily."
"The last time we sent CP0 to take custody of Doflamingo, he sent them straight back."
"There's no need to issue a direct order."
Saint Peter's voice was calm and certain.
"The Reverie."
At those words, the elders around the round table all raised their heads.
"In three weeks, the Reverie