The urgent ringing of a Den Den Mushi broke out aboard the warship, where the atmosphere had grown somewhat frozen, like a breath of oxygen entering the suffocating air.
All the Marines finally gulped down breaths under Aramaki's overwhelmingly powerful pressure.
Aramaki slowly took a small Den Den Mushi from his pocket.
As soon as he answered, a questioning voice came through:
"Aramaki, have you already reached Peach Spring?"
Aramaki laughed and replied, "Yeah, I'm in the waters just outside Peach Spring. I'll be there soon. Hahaha! I'll be sure to bring Lott's head back with me."
The voice rang out from the Den Den Mushi again. "Don't do anything stupid, Aramaki!"
But that voice did nothing to stop Aramaki's sinister grin.
"Hahaha! Just sit tight and wait, Fleet Admiral."
With that, Aramaki hung up the Den Den Mushi.
Then he waved his hand. "Pick up the pace! The Fleet Admiral is rushing us!"
The Marines in the fleet couldn't help rolling their eyes inwardly. Was Fleet Admiral Kuzan really telling you to hurry?
But in this fleet, Aramaki was an Admiral and the highest-ranking commander.
Obeying orders was a Marine's bounden duty to begin with.
On top of that, Aramaki was practically Admiral Akainu risen from the dead. He wouldn't tolerate even a single word of retreat from them.
Meanwhile, in the Fleet Admiral's Office at Marine Headquarters in the New World.
Kuzan rubbed his brow, looking troubled.
"This Aramaki really knows how to find trouble for himself."
He remembered how, right after being promoted to Marine Admiral, Aramaki had led his subordinates out to sea to eliminate the scattered pirates around Marine Headquarters.
Judging by his achievements alone, Aramaki really was a very competent Admiral.
But there was one thing Kuzan didn't particularly like: Aramaki was just like