Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

"Idiot, adaptation is not the same as making things up. These are completely different things."

"Yes, I won't do it again next time," the naval division lieutenant quickly replied.

"Go and prepare for the voyage. Remember to use our own comrades for this voyage," Yann reminded him.

"Understood," the naval division lieutenant replied.

Naval Base 521, which had been making various preparations for several days, was ready to set sail at an extremely fast pace.

"Commander Yann, come back soon..."

"be safe……"

"Brother Yann, this candy is for you..."

……

Amidst the farewells of many people, Yann set sail towards the "white town" of Frivans.

Even before the voyage began, the nascent revolutionary army was already mobilizing its forces to gather intelligence on all aspects of the "white town" of Flevans.

Soon, a map centered on the "white town" of Flevance was hung in Yann's cabin.

"Things are more complicated than I imagined!"

Looking at the map before him, Yann found himself in a rather troublesome situation.

The "White Town" of Flevans is located on a large island, but this island is not just home to the kingdom of Flevans; it borders three other kingdoms along its borders.

The other side of the "white town" of Flevans is the sea, but the seaside is guarded by the 741 Naval Base.

Under normal circumstances, the "white town" of Flevans, which is well protected, is almost immune to pirate attacks.

But just as the World Government was about to show its fangs, the country that had been protecting the "White Town" of Flevance and the 741 Naval Base were practically a prison, trapping the "White Town" of Flevance inside.

"This is practically a 'bird in a cage.' To rescue this bird from the World Government, we must create the illusion that there is no interference from external forces and deceive the World Government into believing that the bird is dead in its cage."

"Among them, Robin, your ability to control enemies does make all of this possible, but there are still many difficult problems to solve," Yann said with a furrowed brow.

"What's the problem?" Robin asked.

"The most difficult part is how to transport and settle the citizens of Flevans, and we can't do it through Little Gold. Otherwise, if any of the citizens are subsequently discovered by the World Government, my identity will inevitably be exposed."

"Therefore, we must consider a practical transportation and resettlement plan, otherwise, if this bird continues to stay in the cage, it will also be doomed."

Immediately, Yann picked up the intelligence about the neighboring country of "White Town" Frevans and began to read it, pondering the feasibility of various plans.

However, it involves four countries and various aspects of the world government, and the Revolutionary Army is constantly supplementing it with various intelligence, the amount of which is enormous.

This meant that during his journey to the "White Town" of Frevans, Arn's mind was almost completely filled with a large amount of information, so much so that he even had to shorten the time he spent cultivating in his mental space at night.

Fortunately, with Robin, a genius who became a true archaeologist at the age of eight, by his side, constantly assisting Arn in sorting out and organizing the information, Arn was able to find a seemingly feasible method.

In the country of Fosebna, north of the "white town" of Frevans, there is a small, uninhabited forest area that can hide tens of thousands of people for a short period of time.

More importantly, the system of the Kingdom of Fossebna grants the general guarding the border a high degree of autonomy, and with the help of that general, traces can be largely concealed.

With Yann finalizing the plan, the revolutionary comrades near the "white town" of Frevans exerted almost all their efforts to prepare the transportation routes and supplies, as well as to win over or control the general of the Kingdom of Fosebna as much as possible.

"Hopefully, the world government can give us a little more time."

As Yann tossed aside the intelligence report in front of him and was about to rub his temples, a pair of soft, warm little hands gently pressed and massaged them.

Perhaps Xiao Jin's technique and strength are much better than Robin's, but the touch of a girl's fingers is not even in the same league as that of a canary's wings.

Ya'en narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but sigh.

"Robin, you're amazing..."

[Chapter Sixty-Three: You can complain to me]

Of course, the reason why Yann praised Robin was not only because of the relatively minor touch of her fingers, but more importantly because of Robin's impeccable ability to assist in handling affairs and intelligence.

'It's a pity Robin is still a bit too young; otherwise, she could have been an excellent candidate for secretary.'

At this thought, Yann couldn't help but imagine Robin's future image as an intellectual and sophisticated woman, coupled with a well-fitting women's suit.

Hmm, it should... it should be pretty good!

That way, I can delegate more important tasks to Robin, and focus my energy on more important things.

Robin, whose face flushed slightly from the praise, noticed that Yann seemed to be deep in thought and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Yan, is there some flaw in the plan?"

"No, I was just thinking about the future."

Immediately, Yann said seriously, "Robin, the warship will be arriving at Naval Base 741 soon. You should return to the castle first."

"Ah."

Robin responded and then helped Arn sort and organize the scattered intelligence, documents, and other materials in the cabin. After collecting everything in the cabin, Robin returned to the castle to rest.

Afterwards, Yann straightened his white suit, put his "Buddhist" cloak back on, and then opened the door and headed towards the deck.

"Commander Yann, we'll be at Naval Base 741 in about ten nautical miles," reported the naval division lieutenant serving as the ship's adjutant.

"Ah."

Yan nodded and instinctively released his Observation Haki, spreading it towards the direction of Naval Base 741.

"Huh? Something's not right! How come there are so many warships?"

The next moment, Yaon, who sensed the direction of Naval Base 741, immediately noticed something amiss.

Unlike the naval branches along the Grand Line, these naval bases scattered across the seas generally only have one or two warships, used for daily tasks of combating and pursuing pirates.

However, in Ya'en's perception, he clearly sensed twelve naval warships docked in the direction of Naval Base 741.

"Speed ​​up, stay alert!"

Yaen's eyes narrowed slightly as he gave the order.

"Yes."

Soon, the naval warship, serving as the flagship of the Yone, increased its speed again and headed straight for the 741 Naval Base.

……

At this moment, at Naval Base 741, the commanders of nearly ten surrounding naval bases gathered and were holding a meeting.

"It was the commander of Naval Base 741 who spoke."

"Our mission this time is relatively simple. We just need to block the coastline of the 'white town' of Frevans to prevent our citizens suffering from an unknown infectious disease from escaping by sea."

"The mission is indeed not difficult. The coastline of 'White Town' Flevans is not long, and with twelve warships spread out, it can be easily blockaded. However..."

Another, relatively young-looking naval base commander from 472 asked with some doubt.

"If a Flevans citizen forces their way through the blockade, and we are unsure whether they have an infectious disease, and our soldiers should not have direct contact with them, what should we do?"

A World Government official, seated to the side and dressed in a black suit, calmly spoke up: "Shoot them directly!"

Upon hearing this, the naval base commanders present all showed some surprise and couldn't help but start discussing among themselves.

The commander of Naval Base 472 directly voiced his opposition, saying...

"Sir, those people are just suffering from diseases. It is not just to shoot them directly."

The world government official spoke in a stiff and cold tone.

"This is an order from the World Government. Given the uncertainty about the extent of this infectious disease, no Flevans citizen is permitted to leave. Anyone who disobeys the World Government's orders will be shot dead!"

After a pause, the World Government official countered, "Do you have a problem with this? Or do you intend to disobey the World Government's orders?"

When asked this question by World Government officials, these naval officers, who were only equivalent to lieutenants in the Navy Headquarters, immediately fell silent and dared not utter a word in rebuttal.

"boom!"

However, at that moment, the conference room door was suddenly opened, and a clear voice rang out.

"I have a problem with that."

The world government official, who had just been smiling, suddenly looked rather unpleasant.

Amidst the gazes of numerous naval branch base commanders and World Government officials, Yann flicked his cloak and strode into the conference room.

Looking angrily at the young navy officer with the rank of captain before him, the world government official asked, "Who are you? What gives you the right to object?"

Yarn's gaze swept over the many base commanders present, and he spoke. "North Sea Inspectorate, Tefimo Yarn."

! !

Upon hearing Yann introduce himself, the base commanders present instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Over the past six years, quite a few naval base commanders have been imprisoned because of the North Sea Inspectorate, and even some of the young base commanders present here were promoted because of this.

More importantly, it is rumored that the North Sea Inspector General is the son of a naval marshal. This dual identity makes the commanders of the North Sea naval bases extremely respectful.

Then Yann spoke up.

"Shooting civilians like this is completely contrary to naval justice, and as the Inspector General of the North Sea, I have a duty to oppose it!"

However, this World Government official had only recently arrived in the North Blue from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise and had no idea who the so-called North Blue Inspectorate was, nor did he even notice that the Navy had created such a new position.

Being repeatedly humiliated by this lowly Navy Headquarters captain made the World Government official's face turn extremely ugly.

Immediately, a World Government official pointed directly at Yann and ordered the naval base commanders, "Take down this rude bastard."

However, despite the orders from the World Government officials echoing in the conference room, the numerous naval base commanders present sat perfectly still.

"Are you deaf? I'm telling you to seize this captain." The World Government official ordered again.

……

Many naval base commanders remained oblivious.

Feeling utterly humiliated, the World Government officials' faces flushed red as they shouted, "You're defying the World Government! Wait, I'm going to see your superiors!"

Upon hearing this, Yann gently tapped the conference room table and said with a smile.

"Among the entire North Sea Navy, I should be the highest-ranking officer, with naval supervisory authority over the North Sea area. If this officer feels that their behavior is inappropriate, he can complain to me."

[64. Chapter Sixty-Four: A Single Spark Can Start a Fire]

"I……"

The World Government official nearly choked on his breath, trembling with rage as he looked at the calm-faced Yann, pointing at him and shouting.