Im not a treasure, just a hero pursuing my interests and doing what I can, Saitama replied, waving his hand with vacant eyes.
Garps laughter echoed fiercely. Young people like you, with ideas such as yours, are becoming increasingly rare, he said. With your strength, doing what you can is the greatest contribution to justice!
Saitama scratched his head.
Im not sure if Im doing anything special, he said, shrugging. But I guess if I can help, then Ill do it.
After the noise had subsided, Saitama cupped his ear and asked, So, where are we headed?
To the Marine Headquarters! Garp replied, patting Saitama on the shoulder.
I could have directly recomnded you to the local Marine branch, but I recall you saying that heroes dont accept a superior-subordinate relationship. Therefore, Ill take you to register at the branch and arrange a suitable place for you to stay. Will that work for you?
Saitama blinked in surprise. Ah, thank you for your kindness, he said.
As the two conversed, a Marine suddenly burst out of the cabin.
Vice Admiral Garp! the soldier saluted in a crisp, standard manner.
Weve just received a distress signal from the nearby Marine branch. Please give orders on how to proceed.
A distress signal? Garp was taken aback.
He hurried into the cabins communication room and barked at the liaison officer, Whats going on? Loguetown is nearby. Why hasnt Smoker gone to help?
The liaison officer was on the line with the Den Den Mushi.
He jumped to his feet when he saw Garp enter and reported, Vice-Admiral Garp, its Commander Smoker who sent the distress signal!
What?! Garp was shocked.
Smoker was the forr General -Black Arm Zephyrs- apprentice and a Logia-type Devil Fruit user. He should have been almost invincible in the first half of the Grand Line!
The Marine Headquarters had stationed him in Loguetown for a reason. And now, that stubborn, brave boy had issued a distress signal. Sothing significant must have happened!
Garp quickly reached for the Den Den Mushi and shouted, Whats going on, Smoker? Who attacked you? Are you okay?
-Cough-
There was a weak cough from the other end of the Den Den Mushi, only worsening Garps premonition of the situation.
I was attacked by A Ao Admiral Aokiji Smoker managed to say before the voice on the other end cut off abruptly.
Garp couldnt believe what he was hearing. Kuzan had attacked Smoker? How was that possible? Nurous questions ran through his mind, but he didnt hesitate to act.
Marines, find the origin of the Den Den Mushi signal imdiately! Garp ordered without delay. Then turn the ship around and sail as fast as possible! We need to hurry!
The Marines sprang into action.
Garps ship was well-equipped for the task at hand, thanks to his position, and the officer in charge of espionage quickly traced the signals origin using a spy Den Den Mushi. They adjusted their course and set sail again.
With things under control, Saitama finally had the chance to ask, Excuse Can you tell what exactly happened?
Garp paced back and forth in his cabin, his face serious.
I have a bad feeling about this, he said. Its fortunate that we brought you along, Saitama. Everything is turning out to be strange The Commander was attacked, and the attacker was identified as an Admiral from the Marine Headquarters. Its unbelievable that sothing like this could happen.
Saitama thought for a mont before speaking up. An Admiral? Garp-san, why dont you call the branch and ask for more information?
This old man has already contacted them, Garp replied. They said that Kuzan is still in the Marine Headquarters and hasnt left recently. It seems that we wont have any answers until we arrive at the scene ourselves.
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Loguetown, the town of beginnings and endings, lay near the Grand Line.
Pirates often stopped here to stock up on supplies or pay their respects to the forr Pirate King, Gol D. Roger.
The execution platform where Roger t his demise had beco a holy site for pirates.
Visiting it had beco a ritual before setting off on a journey to the Grand Line.
Despite the presence of Smoker, who apprehended many pirates and sent them to prison, the town remained bustling with activity.
Although the fear of being caught lingered, a large number of pirates still looked forward to visiting Loguetown. It was a place where they could pay homage to their legendary hero and prepare for their own dangerous journey ahead.
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Half an hour after receiving the distress signal, Garps warship had docked at the port in Loguetown. But the once-bustling quay was now deserted, like a ghost town.
What happened here? Garp frowned as he leaped from the ship and scanned the empty dock. Why isnt anyone here?
Suddenly, a window in an adjoining room opened silently, and a pair of furtive eyes peered at Garp. But as soon as the person saw the ship at the wharf and Garps cloak of justice, which only a Captain or higher-ranked Marine could wear, they quickly closed the window, trying to avoid being detected.
With a sudden burst of speed, Garp lunged toward the window, shattering it into countless shards before grabbing the man by his lapel.
Hey Let go of ! The man squird, but Garps grip was unyielding. Im just an ordinary rchant. A Marine cant do this to without a proper reason
Reason? Garp locked eyes with the man and sneered.
I rember you You have quite the reputation in the East Blue Rockstar!
Damn, you recognized ?
Rockstarspat with disdain and drew his talon gloves, quickly striking Garp in the stomach with a backhand. Im the kind of person an old man with a foot in the coffin can handle
Poof!!!
But before he could say more, Garps punch landed squarely on his jaw, shattering his bones. Fear overwheld the pirate as he looked at the unassuming old man before him, wondering who he could possibly be.
The corsair was shocked and wondered who this old man could be. What the heck! Who on earth is he?!
Garp stood on Rockstars chest and demanded, Tell quickly, whats going on here? Why is nobody at the wharf, and why are you, a foul pirate, hiding here?
Trembling with fear, the pirate was unable to answer when suddenly the ground froze.
From the corner appeared a middle-aged man wearing round sunglasses.
Garp-san
As Aokiji appeared, he greeted Garp with a cold gaze behind his sunglasses, his hands nonchalantly in his pockets.
Welco to Loguetown, he said.
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