One Piece: General Blue

On the third day after the assassination of Rosward Saint's family, beneath the waters near Grove 1 of the Red Tree Zone, a triple-masted ship with a flamingo-shaped figurehead and coated for deep-sea travel was swiftly ascending from the dark depths of 10,000 meters below.

The method of ascending coated ships was simple: releasing preloaded wooden blocks called "Krugus" outside the ship's bubble membrane.

The speed of ascent depended on the number of blocks released. These wooden blocks had extraordinary buoyancy, capable of lifting even the heaviest of vessels.

On the dimly lit deck, Diamante, tall and with tattooed stripes under both eyes, occasionally glanced at the water above. His mood was far from calm.

This time, he had been sent by Doflamingo to apologize to the World Nobles, the Rosward Saint family.

To appease their wrath, the Young Master had spared no expense—50 billion berries in cash, ten pristine mermaid maidens gathered from across the seas, and countless rare treasures.

Such a fortune, even for the wealthy Donquixote family, was a crippling blow.

But there was no choice.

They had offended the one group no one could afford to cross: the Rosward Saint family, the Celestial Dragons.

"That damned Berkley! After I finish apologizing to the Celestial Dragons, I'll make sure he's captured and sent to Punk Hazard to be used as a human experiment by Caesar!"

"Completely useless trash, bringing about such a catastrophe."

The thought of their massive losses made Diamante's heart ache.

To add to their misfortune, the Donquixote family had been plagued with bad luck recently.

Four months ago, no one could have foreseen that Trebol, one of the highest-ranking officers of the family, would fall in a run-down kingdom in the North Blue.

Gladius had also died in the same battle.

Worse still, the critical item Doflamingo had planned to use in his collaboration with Kaido was never obtained.

Since his return from the North Blue, the Young Master had been in a state of depression, his temper worsening after being berated by Kaido.

Were it not for the Donquixote family's monopoly on the technology to produce artificial Devil Fruits, their partnership with the Beasts Pirates might have crumbled entirely.

"Diamante, stop overthinking. Completing the Young Master's orders is the top priority. This time, we must humble ourselves before the Celestial Dragons. We cannot afford any more mistakes," came a reminder from a bald, stout old man—Lao G—who had emerged from the ship's cabin.

Diamante rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. "I know, Lao G. Don't you trust me to handle this?"

With that, he took the helm and began adjusting the ship's position for the ascent.

Glub glub glub.

As bubbles surged upward, the seawater began to ripple, and the bubble membrane surrounding the ship pierced through the surface, bringing the Donquixote family's ship into view near Grove 1.

Splash!

The coated ship broke through the water, its figurehead gleaming under the sunlight, as it emerged in the proximity of the World Nobles' domain.

A Massive Surge of Water

A large amount of seawater cascaded off the ship, creating a series of splashes.

"Hah! Finally made it here in just over two days. That was exhausting."

As the bubble membrane broke, Diamante inhaled the fresh air of the surface, and the stifled expression on his face eased into a long-overdue smile.

He turned to scan the surrounding waters.

In the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

His eyes gradually widened in disbelief.

All around his pirate ship, spaced every few dozen meters, were massive navy warships.

The sight stretched as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight—there were at least dozens of them.

On the grassy shoreline nearby, a group of tall, imposing figures stood chatting casually.

When Diamante finally focused on their attire and faces, his entire being felt like it was swept up in a storm.

Wearing the white "Justice" coat and sporting an afro was none other than Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

A burly old man with a buzz cut, munching on senbei, was the legendary Marine Hero, Garp.

A man with purple hair, a heavy mechanical arm, and a strand of kelp in his mouth was Black Arm Zephyr.

Dressed in a bright red uniform and wearing black gloves was Admiral Akainu.

In a yellow-striped suit, hands in his pockets and standing lazily, was Admiral Kizaru.

The tall, lean man with an eyepatch over his forehead, yawning repeatedly, was Admiral Aokiji.

Beyond these iconic figures frequently featured on the front pages of the World News, two others stood on the open ground, dressed in black coats.

One was an elderly man with white hair styled in a crescent moon shape.

The other was a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and a cigarette between his lips.

...

Onboard the Flamingo Ship

Diamante and Lao G stood frozen, their jaws dropping so wide their tonsils were visible, resembling two stunned hippos.

"Lao G, are we dreaming? Or did we come to the wrong place? Is this really the Sabaody Archipelago? Did we accidentally end up at Marine Headquarters instead?"

Cold sweat poured from Diamante's forehead like raindrops.

At that moment, Diamante noticed Akainu looking in their direction.

"Dock the ship. Get off."

The commanding voice from across the water left no room for refusal, causing Diamante's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

He wanted to run.

But there was no escape.

With this lineup in front of him, even if Doflamingo himself were here, or even the so-called strongest creature in the world, Kaido, there would be no hope.

Even the dullest minds would now realize that something monumental had occurred on Sabaody Island, something that shook the world.

Otherwise, these figures—each capable of shaking the world with a single step—would never gather in unison like this.

....

A Heatwave Begins

In the brief moment of Diamante's daze, the temperature of the sea began to rise.

He noticed Akainu's right arm glowing red-hot, and his scalp tingled with fear. Diamante quickly waved his hands, shouting desperately, "Wait! Don't attack! We're allies! We're here to deliver gifts for the great Rosward Saint!"

"Gifts for Rosward?"

Garp paused mid-bite on his senbei, an odd expression crossing his face.

"Well, you'll have to burn them for him now."

"Garp!" Sengoku shot him a glare, exasperated. "Eat your senbei already!"

(End of Chapter)

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