Reincarnated into the world of One Piece, in a land of giants with open eyes?!

Chapter 97: Only Garp is not good enough

Chapter 98: Only Garp is not good enough

At Marineford, the Navy's high-level meeting had just ended, and the oppressive atmosphere had not yet dissipated when Sengoku and Tsuru received a private audience with the Fleet Admiral.

They walked silently down the corridor, knocked on the door, and entered the office that symbolized the highest authority in the navy after receiving permission.

The air marshal stood by the window, his back to them, gazing at the ongoing emergency repairs in the port area outside.

Hearing the door close, he slowly turned around, his face showing undisguised exhaustion and even deeper worry.

"Crane." Marshal Kong's voice seemed even hoarser.

"marshal."

The capable-looking crane stepped forward, her neat short hair fluttering slightly.

The air marshal looked at the young female vice admiral who currently had the highest IQ test score in the navy: "I need you to keep an eye on Garp."

He Qian nodded crisply, as she had expected: "Understood. I will do my best to keep an eye on Garp and make sure he doesn't interfere with our current deployment and operations."

Tsuru knew very well that with Garp's straightforward and fiery personality, he could easily cause trouble in this special period, not only bringing unnecessary trouble to the Navy, but also potentially getting himself into trouble.

Marshal Kong slowly shook his head, his gaze deep: "That's not the point."

"Most importantly, Garp and Zephyr must never be allowed to come into contact."

"Zeff-senpai?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Crane's eyes, but her mind worked quickly, and she immediately grasped the Marshal's concern: "Is the Marshal worried that Senior Zephyr will use this opportunity to—win over Garp?"

"It's not a worry, it's inevitable."

Air Marshal said confidently, "I know Zefa."

"Moreover, you all know what Zephyr said when he left. In the current chaotic situation, many people within the Navy probably have other ideas about his vision of building a new Navy."

"It's fine with other people, but Garp, Garp alone is absolutely not enough. We absolutely cannot let Garp be pulled over by Zephyr."

"Losing Garp would be a disaster for us and for the World Government, a disaster no less than the attack on Marineford."

Crane's expression turned serious, and she nodded solemnly: "I understand, Marshal. I will keep a close eye on Garp's movements to ensure that he does not come into contact with Senior Zephyr."

Marshal Kong nodded, his face showing even greater weariness. He waved his hand and said, "Go, but be careful."

He stood at attention and saluted. After a brief exchange of glances with the silent Sengoku beside him, he turned and left the marshal's office, gently closing the door behind him.

Only Sora and Sengoku remained in the office. The air seemed to freeze, with only the faint construction noise coming from outside the window.

Marshal Kong walked behind his desk, but instead of sitting down, he picked up a sealed document from the desk and handed it to Sengoku: "Sengoku, this is a mission specially assigned to you."

Sengoku silently accepted the document. From the moment he entered the room and the Marshal prioritized assigning tasks to Tsuru, he had a bad feeling.

During such a special period, any task assigned individually is never a good one.

Zhan Guo took a deep breath, mentally prepared himself, then broke the seal on the document and began to read it.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he only glanced at two pages before his face turned completely gloomy.

Sengoku slammed the document shut, his fingers turning white from gripping it so tightly. He looked at the marshal he had always deeply respected with disbelief: "Air Marshal! Is this appointment for real? S-01 Temporary Control Zone? This so-called control zone is essentially a concentration camp! This is utterly absurd!"

Zhan Guo tried hard to suppress his anger, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't: "Our current practice of going door to door to arrest and search people has already caused widespread panic and resentment among the people!"

Isn't that enough?

"Please forgive my bluntness, but arresting suspects based on the CP's flawed list is already outrageous enough!"

"Now they're actually going to gather all these people together on a remote island for so-called unified interrogation?"

This is a complete waste of time and manpower!

"Moreover, this list includes many royal family members and nobles from member states of the World Government! What if they are ultimately proven innocent?!"

"This...this is absolutely...utterly absurd!"

Faced with Sengoku's fierce reaction, Marshal Kong remained silent for a long time. How could he not know the absurdity and cruelty of this mission?

But as a naval admiral, he had no choice.

Finally, the admiral, known for his steely resolve, could only speak wearily, his voice so low that only two people could hear him: "The order from above is that within the controlled area, those who are confirmed or suspected of being involved in the case should be subjected to mass, efficient executions using a special gas chamber after their information about their accomplices has been extracted through interrogation."

"Because these people have all been found to have had grievances against the World Government."

These words were like ice water poured over his head, freezing Sengoku in place. But Marshal Kong continued in that heavy tone, saying the second half of the sentence: "As for those who, after investigation, were found to be innocent, throw them into the sea and let them fend for themselves."

"This isn't an investigation at all!"

Sengoku's voice trembled uncontrollably, a chill running down his spine: "This is a great purge! Using a terror far greater than the bombing of Mary Geoise to subdue people! To prove their authority! They were bombed—"

"The Warring States Period!"

Marshal Kong's loud shout was like an alarm bell, bringing Sengoku, who was blinded by anger and shock, back to his senses. He abruptly shut his mouth, his chest heaving violently, but he no longer spoke.

The office fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the heavy breathing of the two people.

After a long while, Marshal Kong slowly spoke, his tone filled with helplessness and a deep sense of powerlessness: "I asked you to handle this matter because I believe that if it were you, you could at least reduce some unnecessary hidden dangers and maintain the most basic order as much as possible when carrying out this order."

"If it were someone else, like those lunatics in the CP, or some radical admirals in the Navy, the situation would only be worse, making things even more chaotic."

He sighed heavily, a sigh that seemed to drain all his strength: "Sigh—go. Wear a mask when you're on the mission, and don't let anyone know it's you."

By making Sengoku wear a mask, he was protecting Sengoku's reputation and also protecting the future dignity of the navy.

Zhan Guo remained silent, looking at the thin document in his hand, yet feeling it weighed more than a thousand pounds.

He didn't say anything more in the end. He just took the documents, turned around, and walked out of the marshal's office with heavy steps.

The fourth day of the ten-day trial.

"Brub ————"

Alone, he arrives at Oro, an artificial island in the center of a swirling ocean, and picks up the ringing Den Den Mushi beside him.

"Hmm? Zephyr?"