A few days later, on the battleship.
Garp lay in the cabin, wiping his face in embarrassment, his complexion pale and somewhat numb.
Who knew what he had gone through.
Storms, tsunamis, dense fog, lightning storms, extreme cold, Sea King attacks…
The extreme dangers he had experienced at sea in just a few days were more than he had encountered in the past decade. Even with his strong physique, he was barely holding on.
But the marines on the ship, whether officers or soldiers, seemed accustomed to it. They skillfully navigated the battleship and avoided danger repeatedly. Truly, they were the Admiral’s crew members.
“They’re used to it,” Kong said as he walked in, “Kid, are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m alright!” Garp stood up from the deck, instantly energized, and asked expectantly, “Is it time to eat, Admiral Kong?”
Kong: “Not yet.”
Garp slumped back down, listless, “No food? I’m so hungry. Admiral Kong, how many more days until we catch that Impel Down Warden? With all the storms he created, why hasn’t he shaken us off?”
“If they sailed in a straight line, they could easily shake us off. But along the way, Uncle Figo’s Observation Haki keeps detecting pirate crews, and he captures them, which delays him, allowing us to catch up repeatedly.”
Kong said, “Judging by the time, it’s almost over. The cells on that slaver ship should be almost full by now, and he should be nearing his destination!”
Full? This was the first time Garp had heard of someone setting sail with the goal of filling all the cells on the ship. Should he say it was fitting for the Impel Down Warden or the world’s strongest?
Figo’s “full” was not the usual sense of the word… Kong added in his mind.
…
On the distant sea, a sinister-looking pirate ship was sailing, with two crossed axes on the pirate flag indicating the identity of this pirate crew—the Double Axe Pirates.
The captain and first mate of the Double Axe Pirates were twin brothers, each over three meters tall and extremely strong, both wielding giant axes. They were somewhat famous in the first half of the Grand Line.
“Big brother! There’s a ship ahead.”
The younger brother, Jess, said as he looked out over the sea.
“Is it a pirate ship?” asked the older brother, Jed.
“I don’t see a pirate flag. Ah, this decoration, it looks like a slaver ship?”
“A slaver ship?”
“What do we do? Should we avoid it?”
“No, no need. Although we don’t like to mess with slavers, they should be the ones avoiding us. We’re pirates with a 60 million bounty! Those slavers wouldn’t dare target us!” Jed walked to the bow and laughed loudly, “We’re big-time pirates with a 60 million bounty! Those slavers wouldn’t dare mess with us!”
“Right, big brother!”
Two minutes later.
The two brothers were crying and regretting everything as Figo held each of them by the neck.
Slavers, where are you?!
What is this thing?!
“They’re quite sturdy. Squeeze in a bit.”
Squeeze in? The two brothers lifted their heads with difficulty and froze. In front of them, twenty cages were packed with people… literally packed!
How were they all piled on top of each other?!
Wait, that guy with the blue face looked like Grey Sword Mike with a bounty of 76 million? And that one foaming at the mouth was Iron Head Latom with a bounty of 90 million? And even a 170 million…
They quickly lost the energy to be surprised by these senior pirates. Figo opened a relatively ’empty’ cell, using his body to block the prisoners from rushing out while pushing the two inside.
It was like a packed bus during rush hour.
Even worse!
They couldn’t breathe!
“Finally full.” Figo closed the cell door, looking satisfied, and clapped his hands.
Well, this trip ends here. Continuing would scare the civilians too much.
And they were almost at the destination.
Next, full speed ahead.
…
“Oh? Entering the Calm Belt?” Kong was a bit surprised, “Heading to the East Blue? In this direction, to accommodate so many pirates and return the captured slaves to a Marine branch… only Loguetown fits! Adjust the course, full speed to Loguetown!”
“Also, the highest officer stationed in Loguetown now is Captain Valence, right? Contact him immediately and explain the situation!”
Garp was very surprised. The East Blue was his home, and he was very familiar with Loguetown. Before being transferred to the main base, he had stayed in Loguetown for a while. What a coincidence!
“Admiral Kong, is this Figo-senpai from the East Blue?” Garp asked.
Kong shook his head, “I don’t know.”
“Huh, isn’t he your teacher?”
Teacher… Kong recalled the teachings from Figo in Zephyr’s ward and nodded lightly, “Yes, he is my teacher, but we didn’t spend much time together.”
“I see… so, is it true he can fight three Admirals alone?”
Huh? Kong was stunned, then laughed. The legend of Impel Down had changed again?
Fighting three Admirals alone? That time, it should have been two, and it was a bit of a disadvantage. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have worn chains and stayed in Impel Down for 25 years.
But it was still remarkable.
After gaining the strength of an Admiral, Kong understood how strong Figo was to be able to fight Raoul and Charlene Saint simultaneously and hold them off.
At that level, physical strength and vitality were far beyond ordinary people. Even with a clear advantage in strength, it would take more than a day and a night of fighting to defeat the opponent.
And at that level, the difficulty of fighting two opponents was more than doubled.
It increased more than tenfold!
Because fighting two at the same time, you can’t keep damaging one person. They can switch roles, recover while fighting, and even the strongest would be worn down! If their attacks combined at the same time, it could instantly severely injure an opponent of the same level!
No one could fight two Admiral-level opponents at once, let alone three.
Not even Figo!
Kong was convinced of this.
But to Garp, he said, “Yes, that’s right. There are always stronger people out there, but Uncle Figo is undoubtedly at the top. Keep working hard, kid!”
…
East Blue, Loguetown, by the coast.
On a small boat drifting by the dock, a blond youth was sleeping.
Suddenly, the sound of synchronized footsteps woke him. He frowned slightly, sat up, and saw a large number of Marines running and forming ranks on the shore, over a hundred in number!
Leading them was a Captain.
The blond youth’s face changed, and he crouched behind the boat’s edge, observing nervously.
His name was Silvers Rayleigh, 20 years old. His home was recently burned down by pirates, so he stole a small boat and drifted around, living on the boat. He had just arrived in Loguetown a few days ago.
But… what was going on?
I just stole a boat, right?
Why does it look like the entire Loguetown Marine branch is mobilizing? Is this necessary?
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