After hearing that, a complicated expression appeared on Momousagi’s face.
“This is a little troublesome.
I didn’t expect to run into members of the Whitebeard Pirates here.” Naturally, Momousagi was not afraid.
It was simply that once they clashed with members of the Whitebeard Pirates, far too many unpredictable factors could arise.
“Vice Admiral Momousagi, should we continue the full-scale search?” the Marine soldier asked.
Momousagi shook her head and replied calmly, “No need.” “Those guys clearly aren’t easy to deal with.
If we fight them, there are too many uncertainties.” “And this time…
we weren’t prepared to fight them at all.” “Yes, Vice Admiral Momousagi!” The Marine soldier had barely finished speaking when the sound of a Den Den Mushi suddenly rang out.
Purururu…
Purururu…
Momousagi turned toward the sound.
A Marine soldier carrying a Den Den Mushi hurried over from the other side.
“Here, Vice Admiral Momousagi!” Without hesitation, Momousagi took the Den Den Mushi and answered it.
Soon, a gentle voice came from the other end.
“Did the mission go smoothly?” Hearing that familiar voice, the complicated expression on Momousagi’s face eased considerably.
She let out a soft breath before answering, “There was a slight problem earlier and he managed to get away, but everything went smoothly afterward.” “No matter what happened before, as long as the final result was what you wanted, that’s enough.” “That’s true.” As Momousagi spoke, she walked over to the stone stool Ren Mori had been sitting on earlier and sat down.
She placed the Den Den Mushi on the stone table and continued, “By the way, Tsuru, how much do you know about the Whitebeard Pirates’ 17th Division?” Faced with Momousagi’s sudden question, Tsuru clearly paused.
After thinking for a moment, she asked in return, “Why are you suddenly asking about Whitebeard?” “Don’t tell me…
you ran into them?” Momousagi did not hide anything.
She nodded as she replied, “Yes.
While carrying out the mission, I happened to encounter the Whitebeard Pirates’ 17th Division.” “Did you fight them?” Concern immediately entered Tsuru’s voice through the Den Den Mushi.
“No.” “They left while I was fighting the Rance Pirates,” Momousagi explained.
“To be honest, I know Whitebeard very well, but I don’t have much information on his 17th Division.” “From what we know, it was only established recently.” “I’m sure you saw the newspapers as well.” “Not long ago, the 17th Division had only two members.” “Yet they destroyed the warship of Jack, one of the Beasts Pirates’ top subordinates.” “And even now, no one knows whether Jack is alive or dead.” “Although their bounty posters didn’t list any names, the Marines have since confirmed the identity of the 17th Division Commander.” “What’s his name?” Momousagi asked.
“Ren Mori.” “According to our investigation, this Ren Mori actually joined the Whitebeard Pirates a long time ago.” “He simply rarely appeared in public.” “However, some of the intelligence newspapers we collected while closely monitoring Whitebeard over the years did manage to capture photographs of him.” “As for that long-haired man, he should have joined only recently.” “We still don’t know his name.” “That’s about all I know for now.” “Thank you very much, Tsuru!” Although the information was not particularly useful, Momousagi still thanked her sincerely.
“I’m not used to hearing you talk to me like that.” “Hehehe…” Momousagi smiled softly, a faint blush appearing on her face.
It was obvious from this alone that she and Tsuru shared an extremely close relationship.
“However, Tsuru…” “Hm?
What is it?” “I think you missed someone.” Momousagi’s tone became more serious.
“From what I saw today, besides that long-haired man, there was another man with them.” “And judging from the impression he gave me, he seems very strong too.” “There’s another powerful person in the 17th Division?” Tsuru fell into thought.
Only after a long silence did she finally answer, “You’ve really stumped me with that one.” “The truth is, we simply know far too little about the Whitebeard Pirates’ 17th Division.” “Forget it.
There’s no point being overly curious right now.” “Besides, it isn’t exactly strange for powerful people to appear within the Whitebeard Pirates.” “Tsuru, I’ll finish dealing with everything here first.” “I’ll contact you again once I’m done.” “Alright.
We’ll leave it at that for now.” After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Momousagi slowly rose to her feet.
“Ren Mori, huh…” …
Meanwhile, on Ren Mori’s side— After leaving the tavern, the three of them quickly put everything that had happened there out of their minds.
At this moment, they were sitting inside a restaurant, enjoying a delicious meal.
“So we’re heading to a place called the first half of the Grand Line?” Diablo asked with some confusion.
“The Grand Line?” Madara’s expression immediately became excited.
“That name sounds like it should be an extremely dangerous place.” “Which suits me perfectly.” “Don’t misunderstand.” Ren Mori tore into a roasted leg of lamb while explaining, “The first half of the Grand Line is commonly known as Paradise.” “In terms of danger, it’s actually less dangerous than the waters we’re in right now.” “Hm?” Madara looked puzzled.
“Then why are we going somewhere like that?” “For a vacation?” “Wouldn’t a vacation be nice?” Diablo replied casually.
“You bastard.” Madara glanced at him.
“If that’s genuinely what you want, then I don’t care either.” In truth, Diablo’s personality was quite similar to Madara’s.
At times, he was even more eager for battle— and far more ruthless in the way he handled things.
“Whitebeard asked me to take care of something.” Ren Mori spoke calmly.
“He’s my benefactor.” “So I still need to go over there and help him out.” ⚡ Support the Story & Unlock More Chapters!