[Ding: Group member Kizaru has started a livestream.]
This sudden notification sound, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples and instantly drew the attention of the group members who had been busy with their own matters.
Filled with curiosity and anticipation, everyone tapped their screens and quickly opened the livestream.
They secretly wondered just who this last member of the group to reveal themselves was, and whether they possessed extraordinary power beyond everyone's imagination.
Uchiha Sasuke was also drawn in by this mysterious air.
He tapped the screen with his consciousness, the livestream opened, and a gleam of inquiry shone in his eyes.
He longed to find a power in this unexpected encounter that could match or even surpass his own.
In the livestream, what came into view was a majestic fortress, with the characters "Marine" standing on it in an imposing manner, as if containing a power that could shake the world, inspiring awe.
As the camera slowly advanced, the harbor scene became clearer, and countless massive warships lined up like steel beasts.
Even just watching from a distance, one could deeply feel the immense power contained within these warships, making one hold their breath.
[Is this, a medieval world?]
Someone in the group asked in confusion, finding it hard to believe the unimaginable scene before them.
[Such massive warships are simply unheard of!] another member exclaimed, their words filled with shock.
[What is this? A great lake?]
The queen from the world of the giants asked this question, her voice tinged with a bit of confusion and curiosity.
After all, in her understanding, she had never seen anything so vast and boundless; all of this was so novel and magnificent to her.
Roy's livestream was like a door to an unknown world, instantly drawing the group members' minds into this beautiful and magnificent new realm.
"Admiral Kizaru!"
"Admiral Kizaru!"
…
As the image grew clearer, a tall, straight figure slowly walked into the center of the frame. Dressed in a beige plaid suit, draped in a coat symbolizing justice, with handsome features and a leisurely gait, it seemed every step fell on some mysterious rhythm.
As he passed, the robust Marine soldiers around him stopped to offer fervent salutes; the spectacle was so grand it fully demonstrated the exalted status and transcendent position of this person.
At that moment, discussions surged within the group like a tide, everyone's hearts gripped by this sudden scene, unable to look away.
[So this is the last member of our group? Truly an eye-opener!]
[Judging by this display, the position of Admiral is no small matter; he clearly holds a very high status in this world.]
[What a peculiar world.]
The group members discussed heatedly, with various speculations and associations coming one after another; they were deeply captivated by this mysterious aura from another world, as if they too had become part of this fantastic journey.
Uchiha Sasuke watched the screen quietly, a complex mix of emotions flickering in his gaze.
Looking at the vast, uniform rows of Marine soldiers, he felt an unprecedented sense of awe within him.
His intuition told him that each of these soldiers seemed to possess immeasurable power, making him feel he would struggle against any single one.
This illusion felt unbelievable, even absurd, yet it was so real that he had to acknowledge it.
Sasuke shook his head, trying to cast these distracting thoughts aside.
"Admiral… other countries seem to have similar titles; someone addressed with such respect must certainly be a master."
Sasuke muttered to himself, a mix of reverence and anticipation in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Roy seemed to sense the heated discussion within the group, but he didn't pay it much heed; instead, he stepped onto the warship's deck on his own, preparing to begin his journey.
"Admiral Kizaru, everything is ready; we can set sail," a Marine officer reported respectfully.
"Then let's head out. The sooner we leave, the sooner we return; I don't want to spend a minute more at sea than necessary. Overtime isn't really my style."
Roy said half-jokingly, his tone conveying a sense of ease and confidence.
"Yes, sir!" the officer acknowledged, immediately giving the order to launch the warship.
With Kizaru's command, the massive warship began to move slowly, its colossal hull churning the seawater and emitting a booming roar.
The aura of this instrument of war sent an involuntary shiver of discomfort through the group members watching the screen, as if they too were being drawn into the impending storm.
"Admiral Kizaru, Fleet Admiral Sengoku specifically instructed that while carrying out your mission, you should also apprehend these wanted criminals."
At that moment, a Marine officer in a uniform indicating their rank hurriedly jogged up to Kizaru, carefully relaying the orders while pulling a thick stack of wanted posters from his pocket and handing them to Kizaru.
Roy sighed softly, a helpless smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Honestly, Sengoku-san really knows how to make things troublesome for people."
Despite his words, he didn't refuse this extra task.
After all, in his eyes, these were just small-time pirates with bounties ranging from tens of millions to a few hundred million Berries; taking care of them wouldn't require much effort.
"Pirates, after all, not everyone is like that kid Luffy, harboring dreams of peace," Roy mused to himself, holding his own unique perspective on pirates as a group.
For those pirates who harmed civilians, it was better to capture them when possible.
"Excellent! With Admiral Kizaru on the case, this mission is sure to be a complete success!"
The Marine officer, hearing Kizaru's agreement, sighed in relief, a smile of relief appearing on his face. He knew that with Admiral Kizaru around, no difficulty or obstacle would be a problem.
Roy took the wanted posters, flipping through them one by one. His gaze lingered on the large Berry amounts for a moment, occasionally glancing at the pirates' portraits printed on them.
"How terrifying. These little fellows all look like monsters crawling out of hell," Kizaru murmured, though his tone carried little actual fear.
"Well, that said, after finishing this round, I suppose this quarter's arrest quota will be met as well," Kizaru said to himself, a pleased smile appearing on his face. "That way, Fleet Admiral Sengoku shouldn't be able to dock my salary anymore."
Although Admiral Kizaru was in his prime, he often referred to himself with the somewhat aged term "old man," a habit that made him stand out among the many Marines, even more noticeable.