The storm on the sea finally ceased.
The aftershocks were still surging, but that heaven-shaking pressure had already receded like the tide.
Gion witnessed the whole process. At this mont, it was as if she had lost the ability to speak.
From the Den Den Mushi ca Vice Admiral Tsuru’s impatient urging voice.
"Gion! Gion! What on earth happened, hurry and reply! Has their battle not ended yet?"
Gion ca back to her senses, looked toward the Den Den Mushi, her gaze still a little dazed.
"It... it’s over..."
"Is that so?" Vice Admiral Tsuru’s voice asked calmly, "That man in black clothes, what’s his situation now?"
"To dare provoke one of the Emperors like this.... Whitebeard definitely won’t let him off. He might even take this chance to kill him directly."
Gion spoke out the outco she herself had not expected.
"The two of them fought to a draw!"
"What!" Vice Admiral Tsuru’s voice grew sharp, "You didn’t see wrong? That’s Whitebeard!"
Gion forced herself to calm down.
"I saw very clearly. Although I don’t know exactly what happened at the end, in the end both were covered in wounds and lost consciousness. The battle has already ended."
Now, it was Vice Admiral Tsuru’s turn to fall into long silence.
She sat upright before the Den Den Mushi, hands crossed, her expression dark and uncertain.
She was certain that the one who clashed with Whitebeard was none other than Kujo Jotaro, the man the World Governnt already feared.
"Revolutionary Theory" had been completed by Monkey D. Dragon not long after Jotaro left Loguetown. Soon after, it was swiftly printed and spread.
After all, it was only an improvent on the existing foundation, so it didn’t take too long.
And since such works were of great benefit to the revolutionary cause, Dragon himself also hoped they could be read by awakened individuals around the world as soon as possible.
So from the beginning, he had put in all his strength into this matter, there was no way he would drag it out.
Thus, the World Governnt received word in the shortest possible ti, and marked Jotaro as a dangerous elent ntioned in the book.
With Tsuru’s rank and standing, she had received intelligence on him early on.
There was no doubt, this was a figure dangerous to the whole world.
"The World Governnt believes he belongs to Dragon, but the truth isn’t actually so."
In Tsuru’s old and yellowing eyes, a strange light flickered as she muttered to herself, "I know Dragon very well. If he had such an outstanding talent under him, he would never expose him to the World Governnt’s sight, but rather protect him with all his strength."
"He hasn’t been taken in by Dragon. Or perhaps... Dragon tried, but failed."
"This ans he only shares so ideas with Dragon, but there are still differences between them."
"The world is already chaotic enough. If he were Dragon’s subordinate, that would still be fine, at least the current balance could be maintained."
"But if he raises another revolutionary wave... then for all forces, that would be a disaster."
Thinking of Jotaro’s strength that matched Whitebeard’s, Vice Admiral Tsuru felt an even deeper unease.
"Gion!" After a long while, Tsuru spoke into the Den Den Mushi, "Stay there and keep watch over them, and be ready at any ti to support Akainu."
"I already contacted him just now. Right now he is leading over ten warships toward your location!"
’The Navy fleet?’
’And even led by a Navy Headquarters Admiral!’
Gion’s beautiful eyes widened in shock and confusion, "Vice Admiral Tsuru, although Whitebeard is injured, right now is still not the ti to go to war with them."
The Whitebeard Pirates were no ordinary pirate crew. There were no weaklings among them.
Every one of them was powerful, any one taken alone could dominate a whole region.
Not to ntion, under him there were also forty-three subsidiary pirate crews, equally formidable.
For the Navy to go to war with them now was by no ans a wise move. Once the battle spread, the entire Grand Line would know no peace.
In Gion’s eyes, Vice Admiral Tsuru had always been a wise person.
How could she make such a foolish decision at this ti.
"You misunderstood , Gion!" Tsuru explained in a low, heavy voice. "Sending out Akainu is not to deal with Whitebeard. On the contrary, we will avoid them."
"The purpose of the Navy’s operation this ti is only one, that man, Kujo Jotaro!"
The confusion in Gion’s eyes grew even deeper, her face full of shock.
’Kujo Jotaro?’
’Why did Vice Admiral Tsuru spare no effort to put him to death?’
———
On the Moby Dick, everyone raised glasses, cups clinking, voices loud with laughter and conversation. The atmosphere was extrely lively.
After Marco brought the two unconscious n back on board, Whitebeard’s elite dical team imdiately began treatnt.
The rest of the crew seized the chance to celebrate, throwing a party.
The people from Jotaro’s ship were also invited over.
Jotaro’s bearing, his open heart, and his combat strength had deeply impressed them.
What’s more, Whitebeard himself planned to accept him as a son, and in their hearts, that ant he had already acknowledged him.
Within the Whitebeard Pirates, those whom Whitebeard acknowledged, they too would acknowledge.
Thus, out of love for the master, Jotaro’s crewmates also received warm treatnt.
Mr. 9 and Miss Wednesday sipped their drinks cautiously, smiling along carefully.
They had never imagined that one day they would be treated as honored guests by the Whitebeard Pirates, welcod so warmly.
One must know, here, picking anyone at random, their combat power would not be less than that of their own boss.
So could even kill him instantly.
"Hey, Mr. 9, is that really your na?" Marco frowned, "Why does it sound like a code na?"
"This..."
Although the man second only to Whitebeard himself had taken the initiative to speak with him, making him flattered beyond asure, this question made cold sweat pour out of him.
"Actually, those who know all call Prince."
Mr. 9 absolutely did not dare reveal Baroque Works’ secrets, otherwise who knew when he would be assassinated by the "Unlucky Pair."
"Prince?" The Whitebeard Pirates all looked at each other, then at his cowardly appearance, and burst into loud laughter.
Marco turned his gaze toward Miss Wednesday and teased, "And you? Don’t tell your na is Princess?"
"Hahahahaha..." The pirates all roared with laughter again.
"Hehe..." Miss Wednesday also forced an awkward laugh.
Nami was sowhat speechless at these simple-minded pirates.
She looked at Marco and asked, "Is he alright? What’s his condition now?"
Marco downed his beer in one gulp, "Don’t worry, I can guarantee he’ll wake up very soon."
Seeing Nami still a bit worried, he added, "I’m a user of the Tori Tori no Mi, Mythical Zoan type, Phoenix. The flas I release have healing properties."
"When I found them, I had already treated them as soon as possible."
However, while this Devil Fruit’s power was very strong for healing oneself, its effect on others was limited.
The injuries that Whitebeard and Jotaro suffered were extrely serious. Even though he treated them with the flas of regeneration, they still needed quite a long ti to recover.
After watching the Whitebeard Pirates sing and dance in rrint for a while, Nami stood up and noticed Miss Wednesday quietly, with a lonely look, return to Jotaro’s ship alone.
"What’s wrong with her? She seems like this quite often..."
Nami muttered softly, then followed back to the ship as well.
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