After Kuzan left, the room fell into silence. Buddha Sengoku was sitting in the chair where Sakazuki was sitting. His half-squinted eyes stared straight at the Den Den Mushi on the coffee table.
"Sengoku, are you hesitating?"
The door was pushed open, and Staff Officer Tsuru came in and stood behind Sengoku and asked softly.
Sengoku gently held the handle of the chair and raised his head to look at Tsuru. His gray hair had already climbed to the temples, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of life. He took off his glasses and rubbed his sore and tired eyes. He smiled and said: "In a blink of an eye, decades have passed. Sometimes people are not as decisive as they were when they were young. Even if they have already thought about things, they will begin to hesitate."
Staff Officer Tsuru also sighed. "After all, this is a very rare opportunity. The staff has made some secret deductions, and there is a very high probability that we can break the shackles on the Marine. As the Marine Headquarters Fleet Admiral, to give up or even cut off this possibility is indeed a very painful and even cruel decision."
"Although there are many places where I don't like the world government and the Gorōsei (Five Elder Stars) bureaucrats and politicians, in a sense, they are also a part of the world's corruption, festering and pus, but the festering area is too large, just like a weak person is not suitable for such a rough operation, we need to slow down first, and then slow down again until we are sure that we have the ability to bear it, then we can make the final move, and before that, the Marine Headquarters must not tear the face of the world government and stand in an opposite position, that will completely overturn the whole world and fall into the hell of destruction." Sengoku's hand fiercely grabbed the handle of the chair. He used too much strength and his fingers broke the handle. "I am the Marine Headquarters Fleet Admiral. I should protect the interests of the Marine, but the Marine's existence is necessary to maintain the stability and justice of the world. Even if people don't understand, I can only make this choice at this moment."
"Sengoku, I have always believed that your judgment will be correct. No matter how ridiculous it seems at the time, you are proven to be right again and again. This time will be the same." Staff Officer Tsuru put her hands on Sengoku's shoulders, and her voice was firm, as if everything was just like yesterday: "Maintaining the justice and stability of the world, this is the ideal you have implemented all your life. I still remember that you always shouted this slogan the loudest at that time. Now the order has been changed. Well, stability and justice, I think it's better."
"Yes, living is the most important thing. Only by living can you see the arrival of justice." Sengoku sighed.. "The closer it is to the day of my resignation, the easier it is easier to be sad. I made a joke."
"It doesn't matter if it is a joke or not.... Tsuru's eyes were full of cold wisdom." Staff Officer Tsuru's eyes.
The Buddha Warring States didn't answer. Instead, he threw the broken wood on the table and held the Den Den Mushi in his hand. He looked at Staff Officer Tsuru and asked, "What is the communication number of the Alabasta Marine Branch?"
Every Marine branch has an internal number, and the corresponding Den Den Mushi channel number also has a specific number rule. For example, the number dialed directly from the Fleet Admiral's office is a series of 0 and 1's composed of a series of 13 specific numbers.
Staff Officer Tsuru quickly reported a string of numbers. The Den Den Mushi was dialed. After a long "gulu gulu" sound, the phone was picked up and a hoarse voice came from the other side.
On the other side.
Arlen looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes flickered as he stared at the number in the Den Den Mushi's mouth. If he remembered correctly, that number corresponded to the communication number of the Fleet Admiral of the Marine Headquarters. In other words, the person on the other end of the phone was the Buddhist Warring States Army?
"What kind of joke is this?"
Yarlin's mind was spinning rapidly. He adjusted his breathing and picked up the Den Den Mushi and gently put it to his ear.
A deep and unquestionable voice came through the Den Den Mushi. "Marine Captain Yarlin stationed in Alabasta Branch, I am Sengoku. I have some questions to ask you."
"Yes!" Yarlin's throat trembled slightly as he spat out a word.
"Have the military figures of Alabasta contacted you?" There was not much fluctuation in the tone of the question, so Yarlin couldn't judge the attitude of the other side at the moment. However, there seemed to be a majestic power in the words that made his back break out in cold sweat.
"Yes!" His face was gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye. He realized where the problem was, but in a short time, he couldn't think and judge what kind of attitude and tone he should adopt to deal with or "quibble". He could only use as short sentences and words as possible to hide his inner thoughts.
"If it's related to the military of Alabasta, there can only be one thing, but I haven't submitted the report yet. Looking at the meaning of this sentence, the Sengoku Sengoku clearly knows everything. Damn, did the military of Alabasta bypass me and get in touch with the headquarters? No, the time is too short. They shouldn't be so impatient. Then it must be Sha Crocodile, Sha Crocodile. Damn, what the hell is he doing? "
Ya Erlin frowned. His mind was in a mess, but he quickly sorted out the situation. However, the person on the other end of the phone didn't give him much time to think. He asked, "Why did you contact her? What is the content of the contact? "
After a long exhalation, Yarlin smacked his lower lip and said hoarsely, "I was invited to a banquet. The content of the contact is about a proposal that the military of Alabasta wants to reach a certain exchange of interests with the Marine Headquarters. Because this is a big matter, the impact may be serious, so to be on the safe side, I didn't report it by phone. Instead, I carefully sorted out the information and formed a written report. A team of Marines has already set off to the headquarters the day before yesterday." Yarlin quickly weaved a set of seemingly flawless statements in his mind.
There was a long silence on the other side. It seemed that the receiver of the Den Den Mushi was blocked with his hand. After half a minute, an order was issued directly: "Captain Yarlin, you did a good job. Now I order you to recover the report, destroy it, and keep this matter in your stomach forever. Do you understand what the headquarters means?"
His pupils shrank to the size of a needle, and the skin next to the cross-shaped black mark on his forehead seemed to be twisted into a ball because of shock, making the cross-shaped mark look gloomy and deep …
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
