Five days later.

Chambord.

Temporary naval base.

Area 60 is the area of ​​the World Government and the Navy. Kuro's own naval base is located in 66GR, which is now in ruins and has not yet begun to be repaired.

However, the other GRs were still usable, so we found a place to stay temporarily.

At this moment, in the office, Sentomaru faced Kuro, who was lying there like a salted fish, and said, "Brother Kuro, headquarters wants you to go over there. They say it's about Rayleigh and they want you to report to them personally."

"ha?"

Kuro didn't even lift his head, just lay there. "Report what? How did headquarters find out? Didn't I tell you not to tell us?"

"No..."

Sentomaru shook his head. "It should be Garp."

"He went back?"

"Yes, he was picked up by his flagship three days ago."

Garp didn't arrive on his personal flagship; Kuro had no idea how he got to the island.

Perhaps they really wanted to see him off from afar, so they arrived in Chambord very early.

"Did you go back...?"

Kuro pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "There's no need to report Rayleigh. He's either disappeared or dead. I won't go to headquarters. Just say I'm seriously injured and need to recuperate after fighting Rayleigh. I won't be able to go anywhere until I've recovered for several years."

Seriously injured?

Sentomaru looked at Kuro's body, which wasn't even scratched, and couldn't help but purse his lips.

Where did you get injured?

What about the injury?

"I understand, Brother Kuro. I'll report back to you."

Sentomaru nodded and turned to leave.

Kuro was left alone, still lying there paralyzed.

If you can avoid going, then why go?

Feeling restless and bored? You might as well just lie here.

The area around Chambord is now a place of absolute peace.

The troublemakers have left, and the threats on the island have been withdrawn. Even if pirates gather once a year, it will be a minor problem.

If he could, he could stay in Chambord until he grows old.

Being injured is a very good excuse.

According to the compromise theory, if you want to complete the desired timeframe, you will definitely have to cut back; if you want to stay for a year, you might only have a few months left.

You might want several months, but it could only be one month.

Then Kuro might as well raise his schedule a bit. He needs to rest for a few years, so maybe he can rest for a year or two.

Given the current situation in the new world, everything may become clear within a year.

Even without that, staying here peacefully for a year would be very comfortable.

...

At this time, the new headquarters...

The giant dog-headed ship is docked in the port.

Garp led Koby and Helmeppo down and walked forward.

He was picked up by Coby and Helmeppo. When Coby heard that the Straw Hat crew had set sail from Sabaody Archipelago and escaped from Clow Reed's clutches, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Logically speaking, as a naval officer, he shouldn't have acted this way, and he felt ashamed of it.

But then, I inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

"Garp!"

A voice interrupted Koby's thoughts as he looked ahead and saw an old man with white hair and beard, wearing shorts and a navy cloak, standing there with his hands in his pockets, a gentle breeze ruffling his long braid and beard.

Marshal of the Warring States Period.

No, the Grand Inspector of the Warring States Period.

Since retiring, his face, which used to be comical, has become unusually serious.

"Warring States, pfft hahaha, are you coming to wait for me?" Garp laughed loudly.

"Karp, you need to know what you've done."

Sengoku gritted his teeth and said, "As a naval officer, why would you do something like that? And if you did, why did you report it yourself?"

"Besides being a navy man, I'm also a grandfather!"

Garp laughed loudly, "It's no big deal for a grandfather to see his grandson off."

"Do whatever you want, as long as you're willing to pay the price!"

Sengoku snorted and walked side by side with Garp toward the largest building in the headquarters.

His cloak billowed behind him, and where it no longer bore the symbol of "Justice," it now read "Retirement."

At the top of the building, two people were watching two figures gradually approaching from the port.

Sakazuki clenched his fist, a fiery red glow appearing on it. He bit down on his cigar and sneered, "That old bastard, how could he do something like this? What does he take justice for?!"

"Oh, I think it's perfectly normal."

Kizaru, holding a teacup, looked down and said with a smile, "After all, he's Mr. Garp, so it's not surprising that he would do this."

"Anyone who is a pirate should be eradicated completely, no matter the cost!"

Sakazuki said in a deep voice, "After all, he's old. An old man's heart can't accommodate pure justice!"

Kizaru shrugged, thought for a moment, and said, "Was Kuro blocked by Rayleigh? That man is indeed a bit troublesome, but he has still accomplished something. Compared to the insignificant Straw Hat crew, this result is still satisfactory."

Do high-ranking officials care about straw hats?

I can't say I don't care at all, but that's definitely not my focus.

What they care about are the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Four Emperors, and those great pirates who are still adventuring in the New World under the pressure of the Four Emperors, whose strength is only higher and not lower!

Regardless of Rayleigh's life or death, according to Sentomaru's report, Rayleigh is missing an arm and a leg, which, for the Navy, is no different from being dead.

With such a significant victory, they don't need to care about what happens to the Straw Hat crew.

However, since Garp insisted on reporting the matter and offered to explain, Sakazuki, as the Marshal, would naturally take it on.

Let's see how he explains it!

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