One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

What's with these red markings?

"Those islands are the territory of the Four Emperors."

Guo Tou's gaze became much more serious: "Red markings represent danger. They are basically the territories of the Four Emperors or the domains of underground emperors. It's best not to provoke them."

They picked on the weakest targets. Although the G-5 branch didn't follow the rules, they knew which enemies were not to be provoked.

Especially the Four Emperors!

"I understand."

Loya nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Dressrosa and the surrounding islands, silently calculating in his mind.

Vergo is Doflamingo's trusted subordinate, while Doflamingo is the biggest underground middleman in the New World, engaged in countless illegal businesses.

Weapons, contraband

The sheer scale of the operation meant it couldn't be completely concealed, and the Navy's intelligence department wasn't incompetent either, so Vergo would inevitably have to cover up Doflamingo's business.

That's dangerous!

Loya knew very well that taking down Vergo was an extremely dangerous thing, and with his current strength, he couldn't afford to offend the Don Quixote family.

If you arouse the other party's suspicion, you could very well end up in a deadly situation.

Loya put away the nautical chart.

"Thank you, Brigadier General Guotou!"

Chapter 119 Lieutenant General Vergo, please advise.

Inside the training ground, the members of the G-5 branch, along with Barto and his crew, were having a great time playing a game of tormenting the pirates.

In the dilapidated office in the tower, Loya, Smoker, Tina, and the others discussed their next move.

Tina, with a cigarette dangling from her lips and her long, perfectly sculpted legs crossed, exuded confidence: "Colonel Loya, although it's a bit of a downer, I have to remind you that we're currently facing a budget crunch, which needs to be addressed as a priority. Tina is very serious."

"Well, that's true."

Loya frowned slightly.

Whether it's maintaining warships or providing for the crew's food, drink, and wages, it all represents a significant expense.

Just by capturing pirates, we definitely can't support so many subordinates. Pirates don't have the habit of saving money, and even if they have money, they will squander it quickly. That little bit of money isn't even enough to maintain a warship.

Lieutenant General Momonga's attitude clearly indicated that he did not intend to support them, nor did he want them to return to the G-1 branch.

Although he could shamelessly go back to beg for food, he didn't want to go back. Even if he did go back, he wanted to do it in a grand and dignified manner.

We need to find a way to be self-sufficient.

How long can the warships' supplies last?

"Three months."

"Ok."

Three months is a fairly ample time.

Loya looked at his adjutant: "Lu Yun, contact the nearby kingdoms and tell them that we can provide assistance for a fee!"

"clear."

Lu Yun took notes in her notebook.

Loya thought for a moment and asked, "Should we also secretly contact non-member states? They face even more difficulties."

"Colonel, doing this could involve the underworld."

Lu Yun offered a tactful reminder.

Most non-member states were in a state of war, rampant crime, and widespread famine, making it virtually impossible to gain any benefits from them.

Moreover, many underground forces operate in non-member states.

Loya shook his head slightly.

"Do as I say."

"Yes!"

Lu Yun had no further objections.

Tina frowned, her tone somewhat displeased: "Colonel Loya, our navy has no obligation to help non-member states, and Tina doesn't want to cause any big trouble."

"Whether the Navy has obligations or not is none of my business!"

Loya retorted without hesitation, coldly saying, "Colonel Tina, watch your words. I am the commander-in-chief of the 11th Squadron!"

"Tina was too talkative!"

Tina gritted her teeth, almost bursting with anger.

"It's good to know."

Loya looked around, his gaze icy: "I don't care what you thought before, but now you are my subordinates, and you have to obey my orders. Those who are unwilling can leave."

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No one speaks.

Apart from the newcomer Tina, everyone else knew about Loya's tough style.

Loya continued, "Let me emphasize that in my eyes, there is no distinction between member states and non-member states. The justice I pursue is to treat everyone equally!"

What is justice in ruling the world?

Loya's understanding is simple.

Under my authority, all beings are equal!

Of course, Loya didn't expect to create a world where everyone is equal, nor is that realistic. He was saying these things more to give his subordinates a heads-up.

If even helping the people of non-member states requires hesitation, how can we expect them to follow him down an even more extreme path in the future?

Everyone frowned.

Tina looked at Loya and felt a chill for some reason. What he said earlier seemed reasonable; the Navy's propaganda about justice was also about protecting the people.

But thinking about it more deeply, doesn't this run counter to the ideals of a world government, where non-member states have no human rights?

She didn't believe Loya was unaware of these things.

"Let's continue the meeting."

"Yes!"

Just as Loya was holding a meeting, a warship bearing the G-5 markings returned to the G-5 fortress.

"Lieutenant General Vergo is back!"

"Line up quickly!"

The news quickly reached the conference room.

Loya suddenly stood up, his eyes blazing.

I thought I'd miss it, but I didn't expect Vergo to come back so quickly.

"Let's go and say hello!"

"Yes."

As he passed the training ground, Vergo watched his subordinates and Barto playing around without making any attempt to stop them.

For him, this was the ideal state for the G-5 branch—it was best if they were all useless; being too excellent might lead to oversights.

"They are marines from G-1."

While at the port, he saw the G-1 branch's warships and heard about the recent events that had occurred within the G-1 branch.

It is "black hair".

Vergo's lips curled into a slight smile. A group of arrogant young people, who were ignorant of their own limitations, would soon be swallowed up by the terrifying sea.

Before I could even go upstairs, Loya appeared before me.

"Lieutenant General Vergo, this is Loya, the commander of Squadron 11 of Branch G-1. I apologize for the sudden interruption!"

"It's alright, we're all in the navy."

Vergo nodded calmly.

Loya silently observed Vergo.

Judging from his appearance, he was a rather gentle man. Apart from the cookie hanging from his mouth, there was nothing wrong with him, and he was even a bit mediocre.

But this man's combat strength completely overwhelmed Smoker during his vice admiral days, and he ranked among the top vice admirals in terms of strength.

"Lieutenant General Vergo!"

Loya bowed slightly and asked, "I have been having a lot of troubles in my training lately. I have heard that Lieutenant General Vergo is skilled in physical techniques and Haki. I would like to ask you for some guidance."

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Vergo looked at Loya without saying a word.