Headquarters of the Navy.

In the banquet hall, the long square table was filled with delicacies and wines, and the Seven Martial Seas Conference was about to take place.

And the Marshal of the Warring States was wearing a formal naval uniform and sitting on the main seat of the long table.

Sengoku has always disliked presiding over the Seven Martial Seas Conference, because he has the impression that the Seven Martial Seas are basically full of evil humanoid garbage, and they belong to the eyes that get bored when they see them.

This is also the consensus of most navies.

However, the atmosphere of this Seven Martial Seas Conference was very different from the previous ones.

"Sengoku seniors! Do you think about it again? ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to shoot Natic directly?"

Galen sat next to the Warring States and kept giving advice, showing a more positive attitude than the naval staff:

"In case this villain who killed the Celestial Dragons is really rescued by Whitebeard, where will the majesty of the world government be in the future, and what will be the face?"

"When the time comes, I'm afraid there will be countless pirates in the world who will follow his example!"

“......”

The Warring States could not bear to be harassed, so they had to answer in an official tone with a straight face:

"This is a decision made by the Navy Headquarters, and it cannot be easily changed!"

While helpless in his heart, Sengoku did not have any ill feelings towards Galen, the nosy Seven Martial Seas.

As a model of the Seven Martial Seas, Galen has an excellent reputation in the navy;

And Galen has a good relationship with the representative of the hawkish generals, the ghost spider, and the representative of the dove generals, Karp, and is a good comrade-in-arms who has fought side by side with the general Pheasant.

So these days, Galen, the Seven Martial Seas, has been unanimously sought after by the admirals in the Navy Headquarters.

"Ugh..."

Galen's mouth was a little dry, so he picked up the tea in his cup and drank it down.

As soon as Galen's teacup was put back on the table, Hancock, who was sitting next to him, drew a little closer and took the teapot himself to add new tea to Galen.

"Hancock, thank you."

Galen replied habitually.

Hancock didn't answer, but a blush of happiness quietly appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes became as misty and amorous as if he was drunk.

There was a little more strangeness in the eyes of the Warring States:

In addition to Galen breaking his perception of the Seven Martial Seas, Hancock's performance as the Empress of One Piece really surprised him.

In the past, although Hancock took over the position of the Seven Martial Seas early, he relied on his irresistible charm and always behaved very arrogant and indifferent in front of the navy.

She had always ignored the government's orders, and had never even participated in the regular Seven Martial Seas Conference.

But now...

As long as Galen is there, Hancock's arrogant and detached temperament will collapse in an instant, and he is as well-behaved as a little girl who has just fallen in love.

Moreover, Hancock was also very active in the Navy's call-up.

Because the seven martial seas who were recruited had to gather at the Navy Headquarters, and the Navy Headquarters was about to become a dangerous place for the ultimate battlefield, it was naturally inconvenient for Nami and the others, who lacked the power to protect themselves, to follow Galen over.

So, since coming to the Navy Headquarters, Hancock has ushered in her and Galen's two-person world.

"Sengoku seniors, is it a meeting today?"

Galen paused for a moment, and after a while he began to babble again:

"Why haven't the other Seven Martial Seas arrived yet?"

"Hancock and I have been in the Navy Headquarters for almost half a month!"

Hancock felt that this was exactly what she wanted.

But Galen could clearly feel from Nami's increasingly cold tone on the phone that the longer he stayed at the Navy Headquarters, the more trouble he would face in the future.

"It's today, yes."

Faced with Galen's unstoppable nagging, Sengoku had to deal with it casually with a little headache:

"Wait, they'll arrive."

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Except for Galen and Hancock, who happened to be in the Chambord Islands and rushed to the Navy Headquarters by themselves, the other Seven Martial Seas would be brought in by warships sent by the Navy Headquarters.

In order to prevent the non-cooperation of some of the Seven Martial Seas, each warship will also have a powerful vice admiral on board.

At this moment, the waters around the naval headquarters.

After a long journey to the bottom of the sea, a naval warship coated with bubble wrap finally broke through the blue sea and saw the sunlight above the sea again.

This is the warship that went to Fish-Man Island to pick up the Seven Martial Seas, and the warship was the Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel of the Navy Headquarters.

After seeing the sunshine that had not been seen for a long time, Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel knew that this place was only one step away from the naval headquarters, and the tension in his heart was finally relieved a little.

But the flying squirrel's hand had been quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist and had not let go, and his eyes full of vigilance and precaution still stayed on the blue fat man beside him, and he did not move away for a moment.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel..."

Jinping was silent all the way, but at this time, he suddenly asked, "You have been watching out for me?" ”

"That's right."

The flying squirrel unceremoniously admitted this, and said to Jinping with a cold face:

"You have a lot to do with the Whitebeard Pirates, and you're a person who values righteousness very much."

"People like you shouldn't easily bow to the government in order to keep the status of the Seven Martial Seas."

"So, even if you accept this naval call-up, I won't let my guard down on you."

"Ugh..."

Jinping sighed deeply and did not speak again.

"How?"

The flying squirrel gripped the hilt of his sword and asked, "Do you think I misunderstood you?" ”

"Nope."

Jinping shook his head and said with emotion:

"I just didn't expect an admiral to know me so well."

As he spoke, Jinping suddenly straightened up and saluted the flying squirrel quite formally:

"I'm sorry!"

"Pretending to deceive each other is really against the way of martial artists."

"But I also made this decision to repay Daddy Whitebeard's kindness!"

"Huh?"

The flying squirrel was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face instantly became serious:

"Jinping, what do you mean!"

As soon as the words fell, the flying squirrel only felt that the waves on the sea suddenly fluctuated, and the warship under his feet was even more violently churning and shaking.

Between the undulating waves, a lurking black shadow emerges from beneath the surface of the sea.

After a few breaths, a giant ship also coated with bubble wrap rose from under the sea against the monstrous white waves, and the conspicuous flag of the Whitebeard Pirates on it suddenly appeared in the eyes of a group of naval soldiers.

"You?!"

The flying squirrel's face sank, and he looked at the fishman Jinping, who was loyal and honest, but set a big trap for him behind his back.

Jinping also felt that this was a bit unjust, and he actually suffocated his blue fat fish head alive.

"I'm sorry..."

Jinping said angrily to the flying squirrel:

"We're going to push the city to save the Tichy brothers."

"Only by getting a Hailou Shi warship from the Navy Headquarters can we trick those outer naval posts into approaching the Advance City."

"You... You want to rob the prison?! ”

The flying squirrel's face turned pale, and there was a roar in his heart:

What about a dignified fight at the Navy Headquarters?

You guys are actually playing behind the scenes?

If they did succeed in taking people from the Advance City, the navy would have been defeated before the war had even begun, and the prestige of the world government would have collapsed.

And once the prisoners in the Advance City are released, they will immediately be a bunch of enemies that can cause headaches for the navy.

What a vicious scheme! It's not like Whitebeard's style!

The truth is indeed similar to what the flying squirrel thought:

It is true that these strategies were not conceived by a boatload of muscular hunk whitebeard pirates, but were the contribution of the Revolutionary Army Staff who had been fighting wits and courage with the world government for many years.

"Damn it!"

The flying squirrel pulled out the blade of his sword at his waist and said through gritted teeth, "I will never let you get this warship!" ”

"That's not up to you, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!"

A confident and somewhat flamboyant voice sounded in midair, and in an instant, a red flame burst through the air.

The flame fell on the deck, and in an instant, it condensed into a sturdy young man with a naked upper body:

"Captain of the Second Team of the Whitebeard Pirates, Ace."

Beside him, another blonde young man appeared at the same time, and he also nodded to the flying squirrel with a smile on his face:

"Senior Staff Officer of the Revolutionary Army, Saab."

"People of the Revolutionary Army?!"

The solemn expression on the flying squirrel's face became a little deeper, and his heart couldn't help but panic.

And the flying squirrel was stunned for only a few seconds, and more terrible enemies fell on the deck of the warship:

"Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, Marko."

"Captain of the third team, Joz."

"Captain of the Fourth Team, Thatch."

"Captain of the Fifth Team, Bista."

"Six..."

In addition to the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, there were also a number of strong men from the Revolutionary Army who came to participate in the attack.

Seeing these top powerhouses who could knock the general to the ground together, the flying squirrel stiffly suffocated his face into the color of pig liver.

"Damn..."

The flying squirrel's gaze became extremely solemn, but the long knife in his hand did not give in for a moment.

With a slight movement of his wrist, he wanted to swing a sword in an instant.

And the direction in which the blade of the sword is facing is not the enemy, but the warship at his feet.

"Don't waste your efforts!"

A voice with a hint of sarcasm interrupted the flying squirrel's movements.

"I'm a boatsmith of the Whitebeard Pirates, and one of the best shipwrights in the world."

Bramanke, the captain of the Sixth Team of the Whitebeard Pirates, waved the big gavel in his hand and said a little arrogantly:

"Unless you can wring this warship to pieces, I can get it back to life in half an hour!"

The flying squirrel shuddered, and his hands clenched on the hilt of his sword couldn't help but loosen a little.

Jinping, who had been staying by the flying squirrel's side, instantly seized this opportunity, and took advantage of the flying squirrel's slack to bully forward, and firmly restrained the flying squirrel in one hand.

Jinping trapped the flying squirrel with his thick fish-man arms, and blushed again and sincerely apologized to the flying squirrel again:

"I'm sorry!"

"I just didn't want you to get hurt, but..."

"Shut up!"

The flying squirrel scolded the thick-eyed and big-eyed Jinping with grief and indignation, and completely gave up resisting.