The Calm Belt—
Several naval ships departed from Marine Headquarters, silently navigating through the Calm Belt, a sea teeming with Sea Kings and steadily advanced toward the East Blue.
Soon, the ships exited the Calm Belt and abruptly accelerated into the East Blue.
As they entered the East Blue, the sea wind rushed toward them, stirring up massive waves and causing the seagull flags on the ships to flutter loudly.
As the ships raced across the East Blue waters, news of the Marine Headquarters fleet's arrival quickly spread back to Loguetown.
…
Near the entrance of the Grand Line, in Loguetown, known as the "Town of Beginnings and Endings", within the chaotic red-light district, A group of gang mbers led by a young man with a grass-green mohawk marched nacingly toward a bar not far ahead.
"Boss Bartoloo, are… are we really going to take over their turf now?"
A delinquent beside the mohawked youth glanced around nervously, his face full of worry.
"Shouldn't we wait until night? Even though the sheriff is on our side, the new top official in Loguetown won't tolerate this kind of behavior! I heard he's from Marine Headquarters and a Devil Fruit user. Not just us gangsters, but even pirates have been laying low since he arrived in Loguetown!"
"Heyahaha, don't worry!"
The young man with the grass-green mohawk, nad Bartoloo, waved his hand enthusiastically. "Captain Smoker has taken the ships out to hunt pirates! This is the perfect ti for us to take out our rivals and seize their turf!"
"Listen up, everyone! Stay sharp! We must seize the territory before Captain Smoker returns to Loguetown!"
"Don't worry, Captain Bartoloo! We're sure to win!"
"Charge!"
With a roar from Bartoloo, a group of delinquent youths suddenly accelerated, brandishing various weapons as they surged like a tidal wave toward a bar across the street.
Before Bartoloo and his crew could storm into the bar, the doors suddenly swung open. In a panic, a group of ruthless pirates rushed out, colliding head-on with Bartoloo and his n.
The pirate captain at the front decisively drew his gun and pressed it against the head of the delinquent he had collided with, his expression nacing as he growled.
"If you don't wanna die, get the hell out of the way!"
"Captain, who the hell are you talking to?"
As soon as the pirate finished speaking, an urgent voice imdiately ca from the Den Den Mushi he was holding.
"Don't waste any ti! Sothing big is definitely about to happen in the East Blue! A rchant ship that just docked reported seeing a fleet crossing the Calm Belt, led by the new Marine Fleet Admiral Orion, who publicly executed Whitebeard Jr. in that live broadcast!"
The captain's face turned pale. "Damn it, why would the Marine Fleet Admiral personally co to the East Blue?"
"Captain, are you really clueless or just pretending? That damn Arlong Pirates attacked a Marine captain from the 16th Branch, and it's rumored that this captain is the Fleet Admiral direct subordinate!"
"Let's get out of here, Captain! The East Blue is about to be hit by a massive storm!"
"According to the rchant ship's report, not only is the Fleet Admiral coming to the East Blue, but he's also accompanied by a new Admiral and several Vice Admirals!"
"If they were just here to deal with the Arlong Pirates, they wouldn't need such a huge force. The only explanation for this massive deploynt is that they're planning a ruthless retaliation across the East Blue, and every pirate could be caught up in it!"
Hearing this, the pirate captain, who had been holding a gun to the delinquent's head, didn't dare waste another second. Not wanting to be delayed by these Loguetown thugs, he decisively threw a bag of Berries at Bartoloo feet and then turned and fled.
Bartoloo blinked, utterly confused.
"What's going on? Am I that famous now? Did I just scare a pirate into paying for his life? Hahaha, I really do have the potential to be the boss of Loguetown!"
...
anwhile.
At the renowned floating restaurant, Baratie, in the East Blue.
The once quiet restaurant was suddenly filled with noise. Soon, so guests put down their bowls, chopsticks, and wine glasses, rushing out of the restaurant to the deck.
"What's happening?"
"What's going on? Why are there so many Marine warships in this area all of a sudden?"
"Wait, that person standing on the deck of the lead ship… he looks so familiar!"
"What kind of mory do you have? That's the new Marine Fleet Admiral Orion, who spoke during the public execution of Whitebeard Jr. at Marine Headquarters!"
"So commanding, so handso… Can I go on a date with him?"
"Handso is the least impressive thing about him. Becoming Fleet Admiral at such a young age—he's a role model for all of us!"
"Why would the Marine Fleet Admiral suddenly co to the East Blue?"
"It's not just the Fleet Admiral. See that female officer standing next to him? She's wearing an Admiral coat!"
"Holy cow, an Admiral is here too… Wait, I thought there were only three Admirals at Marine Headquarters, and they were all n!"
"I'm not sure, but she's definitely wearing an Admiral coat. And those officers around her—they're all Vice Admirals!"
"Such a huge force… Has sothing major happened in the East Blue? To bring the Fleet Admiral, an Admiral, and so many Vice Admirals here!"
More and more restaurant guests left their tables, either standing on the deck or crowding by the windows.
Amidst the rising chatter, everyone gaze was fixed in the sa direction.
A hundred ters away from the floating restaurant, several Marine warships approached in a grand, fan-shaped formation.
On the deck of the lead massive warship, Orion stood at the bow, draped in a marshal coat, his sharp gaze exuding an unintentional yet palpable killing intent.
Even from a distance of a hundred ters, all the diners in the restaurant and the chefs standing in the kitchen corridor felt an unprecedented sense of pressure.
"Old man Zeff."
In the kitchen corridor, a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with golden hair and eyebrows that curled in a clockwise spiral, watched the imposing warship swiftly pass by the front of the floating restaurant.
His eyes lingered on the young marshal standing at the bow, filled with curiosity.
"Is he the Navy Headquarters Marshal Orion, who publicly executed Whitebeard Jr. via live broadcast and made the Seven Warlords bow their heads?"
"So imposing! He's even more impressive than in the newspapers!"
After saying this, the boy quickly turned his gaze to Zeff, the owner and head chef of the floating restaurant, who stood beside him. Zeff had his two golden mustaches braided and wore an exceptionally tall chef's hat.
Zeff, with his towering chef hat, nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving the massive warship passing by the front of the floating restaurant. His expression was grave.
"How could he not be imposing? In his twenties, he dared to stage a coup and ascend to the position of Fleet Admiral, even forcing the Holy Land to sign the Mary Geoise Treaty. Looking across the entire world, even if you go back five hundred years, there's only been one like him!"
Suddenly, as the lead warship passed by the floating restaurant, Orion turned his head slightly and glanced at the restaurant. His sharp gaze swept directly over Zeff and the boy, Sanji.
Just that one glance sent a chill up Zeff spine, making him shiver involuntarily. He instinctively averted his gaze, not daring to look at the warship again.
Only after the warship had moved far away did Zeff look up again, still shaken.
"His dominance is overwhelming! The East Sea is in for big trouble!"
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