Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

Granny Crane asked, "At your peak, how wide was the range of your Conqueror's Haki?"

Rowan's reply was: "Alabasta is really big, isn't it?"

Grandma Crane's face remained unchanged, but her heart was trembling slightly.

Does this mean that Ryan Rowan's Conqueror's Haki at his peak was enough to cover the entire Alabasta?

This is a superpower with a land area of ​​one million square kilometers!

If Rowan can truly cover the entire Alabasta with Conqueror's Haki, does that mean he can summon a sand army large enough to fill the entire country?

Grandma Crane imagined the scene, narrowed her eyes, and already made a judgment in her mind.

……

As for Ryan Rowan himself.

At this moment, he is recalling the details of his battle with Garp.

A strange feeling lingered in his heart.

Has he gotten weaker?

Yes, and no...

Rowan was certain that he had not lost any power due to his eight-hundred-year slumber.

Conqueror's Haki, Sand Soldiers, Black Guns...

These were all moves he was very familiar with.

His feelings when using these techniques were no different from those eight hundred years ago.

However, through his battle with Kapna's "Three-Part Power," Rowan also vaguely realized that the power of his moves seemed to be less than it was eight hundred years ago.

Even though the "feeling" of using the moves is the same, the "expressiveness" is subtly weakened under the same force!

why?

Is it related to his resurrection eight hundred years later?

Rowan couldn't understand this.

He made a note of this matter and planned to investigate it later.

……

The group of four finally made it back to Albana.

It was late at night, and the heavy rain had just stopped, but Albana's night market was still bustling.

The constant flow of people showcases the unique charm and allure of this desert capital.

Kapu also bought a few bags of the rice crackers he had been longing for, and brought some local specialties for his subordinates.

Although the time was short, Garp visibly had a lot of fun.

Tsuru watched Garp's retreating figure and sighed helplessly.

"Sigh, men..."

……

The group returned to the palace, had a late-night snack, and then went to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, Garp and Crane greeted King Cobra and prepared to leave.

Cobra was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Garp, Ms. Tsuru, won't you stay a few more days?"

Garp laughed heartily: "No way, otherwise Sengoku will complain to us again!"

Since it concerned a high-ranking naval admiral, Cobra didn't know how to answer this question and could only nod with a forced smile.

The crane, feeling rather helpless, stepped forward to smooth things over and bid farewell to Cobra.

The group parted ways at the palace gates.

……

On the way back to the port, Garp grinned and asked, "Little Crane, how was it?"

Granny Crane said calmly:

"The rice crackers you bought me don't taste right."

"Haha, I'm so sorry, but that's not what I was asking about!"

Garp laughed and scratched his head, then suddenly changed the subject, his expression becoming serious, "How about that emperor from eight hundred years ago?"

He was asking Crane about his attitude toward Ryan Rowan.

Grandma Crane smiled, thought for a moment, and slowly replied:

"The Celestial Dragons will probably have to search high and low for a peace treaty from eight hundred years ago..."

[Chapter 27: The Secret Base]

Tsuru and Kapu returned to the Yaruja dock, boarded the warship, and sailed away from Alabasta.

……

A day and a night later.

Marineford, Naval Headquarters.

The corridor outside the Marshal's office.

Even here, passing marines could hear the shrill, loud voices unique to the Celestial Dragons.

"Useless, a bunch of useless trash! What's the point of keeping you navy people around?!"

The sound originated from the Marshal's office.

Zhan Guo sat in a chair, sipping red tea and looking at the report on the table, his expression calm and relaxed.

A goat was pacing back and forth in the office, occasionally eating some documents and files that had been discarded during the Warring States period.

On the desk in front of him, a large Den Den Mushi was roaring loudly.

"I order you to immediately arrest that traitor... no, I order all those traitors in Alabasta, and execute them!"

On the other end of the Den Den Mushi was Saint Goodjoa, a Celestial Dragon who had recently escaped Alabasta in disgrace.

He had been cursing like that for over half an hour, and not a single word of it was repeated.

It's hard to imagine that someone could leisurely sip red tea and even work diligently amidst such loud background noise. Should we say, "No wonder he's a dignified naval admiral?"

Do not--

Upon closer inspection, it's easy to see that the Warring States period figure wore two earplugs on his ears.

As expected of the strategist Sengoku!

After all, this Den Den Mushi doesn't have a video function.

……

Half an hour later, the Den Den Mushi finally stopped talking.

Zhan Guo then slowly removed his earplugs and calmly said, "We understand what you've said and will take care of it as soon as possible."

"Hmph, good that you know! Click..."

The Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) hangs up.

Sengoku coughed a few times, and after confirming that the Den Den Mushi connection had been severed, he couldn't help but sigh.

It's over now!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Sengoku tidied the table and said, "Please come in."

An elderly woman with a slender figure then pushed open the door and entered; it was Lieutenant General Tsuru, who had just returned to Marineford from Alabasta.

"Little Crane, you're back."

With Garp accompanying him, Sengoku wasn't worried about Tsuru's safety. "What's your assessment of the situation in Alabasta?"

Tsuru placed the senbei that Garp had brought to Sengoku on the table, and then sat down beside him.

"This is what happened..."

Grandma Crane recounted the events that had occurred in Alabasta in their entirety, and concluded by stating her own judgment.

This judgment, however, caused Zhan Guo to frown slightly.

Grandma Crane smiled and said, "You don't agree?"

"No, I trust your judgment, Xiaohe."

Sengoku rubbed his temples. "It's just... I need to think about how to explain things to the Celestial Dragons. Those people are just too troublesome!"

He glanced at Zhan Guo and said, "If you want me to give you advice, just say so."

The Warring States period then turned to the crane for help.

Crane said helplessly, "Let's contact the Five Elders directly."

“Indeed, the Five Elders can keep the Celestial Dragons in check.” Sengoku nodded. “But what if the Five Elders also wanted to take action against that emperor from eight hundred years ago?”

The crane gave a soft hum and uttered a sentence.

A single sentence made Sengoku realize just how serious Tsuru's previous judgment had been—

"Then tell them that another Whitebeard will appear on this sea!"

……

Let's go back to one day earlier.

On the afternoon of the day the navy left, Rowan led Cobra, Vivi, and Crocodile to a corner of the palace.

This place is rarely visited, so the servants only gave it a cursory cleaning, and there is still a lot of dust.

Cobra didn't care about this, after all, he has always been pragmatic and would even voluntarily reduce the royal family's daily expenses in order to subsidize the civilians affected by disasters.