The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
Is this what the Navy is like?
...
"Lieutenant General, there's news from Colonel Crowe."
On the golf course, a navy officer ran over and saluted Kuro, who was still reclining on a deckchair:
"It is said that Captain Sazir discovered a suspected human trafficking group while shopping and wanted to apply for a search warrant."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Kuro smiled slightly: "Now you have an excuse, right, Kaji?"
"Ah...human traffickers."
Kaga hit the golf ball away with the first swing, shielded his forehead with one hand, and looked ahead. "Tsk, it didn't go in. As for human traffickers, the government claims there's no slavery system. This search warrant can be issued, Kuro, my friend."
Whether they have it or not, they know it in their hearts.
But at this point, it's absolutely necessary to have none.
Even the Celestial Dragons' collection of slaves was covered up by the World Government.
Otherwise, the slave auction house in Chambord at that time wouldn't have been called the 'Employment Security Center'.
Although this is something for the blind, anyone with eyes can tell whether it's there or not.
But if the World Government doesn't recognize it, their navy can also refuse to recognize it and use it as a criminal act.
"Help me, bro."
Kuro sat up from the recliner and said to the navy officer, "Send a telegram to Vice Admiral Gion and have her help with the search. Issue this search warrant. The entire navy is to search the Gran Tesoro. Do not answer any calls from the ship. If you really can't escape, answer the phone here with Brother Kake."
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A question mark appeared above Jiaji's head.
"Why did you pick it up here?"
“You can’t just pick it up here, you know I hate trouble the most. Brother, you’re the most senior, please be considerate at this time,” Kuro said with a smile.