One Piece: My Crew is from Other World-Chapter 104: The Navy’s Headache!

Chapter 104: The Navy's Headache!

At the same time, in Marineford—

"What?"

"The Celestial Dragons want us to assign personnel to protect them?"

Sengoku frowned as he listened to the Den Den Mushi, confused by the request.

"Yes," came the calm voice of Commander-in-Chief Kong from the other end.

"Saint Valrona is currently in the Sabaody Archipelago. His guards and personal pirate escort have been wiped out by the Dragon Hunter Pirates. We suspect they intend to attack the Celestial Dragons directly. I want Admiral personnel assigned immediately for protection."

Kong now held the highest position in the World Government's military, overseeing all three branches of the armed forces. Usually, the Celestial Dragons wouldn't get involved in operational matters—but this time, they'd made a direct request.

"Understood," Sengoku replied tiredly. "Send me the full details. I'll assign someone as soon as possible."

As Fleet Admiral of the Navy, Sengoku had no choice when the Celestial Dragons demanded something. But that didn't make it any less frustrating. The weight of it all—another burden on his already exhausted shoulders—was almost too much to bear.

Just then, Vice Admiral Tsuru walked into the office.

"Sengoku, I believe it's time we consider mobilizing the entire Navy against the Dragon Hunter Pirates," she said bluntly.

"If we let this group continue to grow, they'll eventually become a threat we can't handle."

Tsuru had spent the past few weeks analyzing everything the Navy had on the Dragon Hunter Pirates. The more she uncovered, the more disturbed she became. These powerful individuals had seemingly come out of nowhere—and their young captain was the most dangerous of all.

Even the defeat of the Seven Warlords of the Sea in Alabasta had been tied to them. If things continued down this path, the Dragon Hunter Pirates could evolve into something far worse—

A new Emperor of the Sea.

And what made that thought even more terrifying was that this new "emperor" was still young. He still had room to grow. If left unchecked, he could one day surpass the current Four Emperors. The World Government might be facing its greatest threat yet.

"Attack them?" Sengoku sighed.

"Last time we sent both Kuzan and Garp. He still walked away without a scratch."

"And the person who was supposed to be dead came back to life. With powers like that, how many men would we need to actually take them down?"

It wasn't that Sengoku didn't want to eliminate the threat. They'd already launched a full-scale operation once—and the Dragon Hunter Pirates had slipped away. The Navy had been humiliated. If they failed again, it wouldn't just be another loss of face.

It would destroy their reputation entirely.

"If we let them roam unchecked," Tsuru countered, "we'll lose control of the situation. The longer we wait, the more dangerous they become. It's better to act now—before they grow into something beyond our reach."

Tsuru's stance was firm. She was always a tactical thinker—but in this case, she favored swift and decisive action. She knew that if an admiral had been sent the moment the Dragon Hunter Pirates appeared in the East Blue, their name might never have reached the Grand Line.

Of course, that was unrealistic. New pirate crews sprang up every day. If the admirals had to handle every one of them, they'd collapse from exhaustion.

Sengoku let out another heavy sigh.

They were stretched thin.

The Whitebeard Pirates—one of the Four Emperors—had entered the Grand Line. A confrontation was inevitable, and Sengoku dared not underestimate them. At least two admirals needed to remain in Marineford at all times, just in case.

Now, the Celestial Dragons were demanding a Admiral to protect them as well.

Where was he supposed to find enough men?

"Peruru... Peruru..."

The Den Den Mushi rang again.

"Fleet Admiral, we have someone requesting to see you," came the voice of a communications officer.

"He claims to be a pirate. Says he has a plan to deal with both the Whitebeard Pirates and the Dragon Hunter Pirates. He came alone."

Sengoku's eyebrows twitched.

"A pirate? And he dares show up at Marineford?" he snapped.

But... the offer intrigued him. Just when they were at their wits' end, someone appeared claiming to have the solution?

"Send him in," Sengoku said after a moment of silence.

His pride was already buried under exhaustion. If this pirate could help them strike a blow against both threats—then personal pride no longer mattered.

A few minutes later, a tall, thin man entered the office, wearing a courteous smile.

"Navigator Lafitte of the Blackbeard Pirates," he said, bowing slightly.

"It's an honor to meet the Fleet Admiral in person."

"Blackbeard Pirates..." Sengoku narrowed his eyes.

"You're with the man who killed his captain and fled Whitebeard's crew—Teach, isn't it?"

Sengoku had kept a close eye on the Whitebeard Pirates. Naturally, he was aware of Blackbeard's betrayal.

"Yes," Lafitte confirmed.

"Marshall D. Teach is our captain. I'm here to deliver a message on his behalf."

"He's requesting a position among the Seven Warlords of the Sea—after completing a certain task, of course."

Lafitte then laid out the entire plan.

As Sengoku and Tsuru listened, their expressions gradually grew serious.

The proposal was bold.

Blackbeard wanted to lure the Whitebeard Pirates—and possibly the Dragon Hunter Pirates—into Marineford itself.

A direct confrontation.

"We'll consider it," Sengoku said after a long pause.

"Tell Blackbeard we'll contact him with our decision. Leave a Den Den Mushi."

Lafitte complied and quietly took his leave.

After he was gone, Tsuru turned to Sengoku.

"This could work," she said.

"If we can prepare in advance and fight them on our home turf, we might wipe out both pirate crews in one decisive battle."

"I know..." Sengoku muttered.

"But Blackbeard... cooperating with someone like him feels like raising a tiger that will eventually turn on us."

Blackbeard, Ryuunosuke, Whitebeard... it was all too much at once.

The headache was unbearable.

No wonder Garp had refused promotion for so long.

At this rate, Sengoku was starting to understand why.

But still... he wasn't Garp. He had to see it through.

Being Fleet Admiral wasn't about comfort.

It was about enduring hell.

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