The door was slowly pushed open and navy recruit wearing a blue cap walked in with a few countable sheets of paper.
"Is there an issue?" Sengoku in a low deep voice asked as he continued to sign off the many confidential documents which were before him.
"Yes sir I would like to make a report," the recruit replied in a respectful tone as he made did his stand of salutation.
" Then speak,"
"Sir, we have just gotten news , saying that the T6 navy base stationed on Scarred island was destroyed," the navy recruit who was to the far side of Sengoku answered in a very polite manner.
"What," Sengoku who was reading through a thick mass of stapled papers paused his reading then finally turn his gaze to the navy recruit. Sengoku has a good recollection of this island because, of the some events that took place at that area. When the navy was reestablished, the power of the base was strengthen and now three rear admirals were placed there. With the power there power combined, even a lieutenant general has to take some time to defeat them.
"Who did this," the eyes of Sengoku sharpen as he asked. To be able to take down the three without even them getting a chance to report for reinforcements. The strength of the pirate group can't be small.
"It was done by the classified dead Chaos, leader of the Black flame pirates," the many recruit who was still saluting, tipped upward then immediately answered in a mannerly tone.
"Chaos,"
Sengoku eyes slightly shrank as he heard this short peculiar name, in despite years gone by he still knows of the individual who gave the navy a little trouble. After all, he was the one who assign Odamo to deal with him, but time went bye and he could not be found, no news of him was heard over the time. No movements, no thing of him was heard, like everyone else they all thought he died in the grandline.
Because the grandline is a very horrible and unpredictable place, and any individual can die unknowingly because of any unaware such place. So just like others he must also fell, unknowingly thats why do news could be heard of him. Therefore, Odamo was transferred to others work regiments as because of this thought. But who would have thought, that not only was he living, but he was also freely sailing the grandline.
"How did they die," Sengoku who had his eyes placed on then navy recruit asked in a calm but heavy voice.
"What he did clearly noone really knows, but it was stated that it was only one attack that did it all," the navy recruit quickly read through the data on the papers summed up answer.
"One attack," Sengoku lowly repeated these specific words as they were said.
"It seems not only did he survive in the grandline, but his strength grow a little," at the right section of the long black table, there was an old lady who was calmly listening and drinking tea said as he placed the mug on one of the few not packed arae of the table. It was Tsuru.
She held onto her blue tie, neatly fixated it on her chest, then rest both hands on the black polished table.
One attack was used to kill three rear admirals, not even a lieutenant general can do that. The time needed is not long but everything can't be done in one move. Which makes it obvious that the boy's strength did undergo some changes.
" It seems so," Sengoku said in a agreed tone. Although, he is not exactly sure how Joshua was able to stay hidden under their radar, him using the time to improve himself under such situation does not come by surprise.
"Odamo may not be able to handle him all by himself now," his eyes flashed as he said.
Tsuru did not answer but took a sip of her tea. Despite she doing this, her silence also represented her compliance. Both individuals are smart persons, and they can be able to instantly determine some things just based on a few spoken words or bits of information. After all, such intelligence has brought down many pirates from the old era until now.
"Ensure the dead are buried properly and make sure the families are compensated," sengoku browsed through the documents of which the navy recruit had then said. What they have to do now is make sure that is out the way and the base restablishnent undergoes right way.
"Yes sir, " the navy soldier replied in salute stands as he walked to the exist of the office.
"Now that you have shown yourself, it time to deal with you," Sengku's flicker with a golden light. With Joshua doing such act, he must be immediately condemn for going against the navy. Because this is direct provocation, for he knows that Joshua is telling them that he alive. However, with him doing that, now he has shown himself, don't think you can go undetected back under the the navy vast intelligence network in the grandline.
For this place, is the home of the marines.
With a few hours gone by, many at sea has gotten the news of the destruction of the T6 navy base. When they heard who did it, any were a little suprised, for they thought someone who is forgotten and considered dead would suddenly 'come back to life.' Even what Joshua did after such years, still made no wave in the oceans.
.....
Somewhere out at sea.
Inside the cabin of the Corrupted Serpent-
"Old man for the past few hours you have been constantly coughing."
"Are you sure your not about to die any minute now."
Guzen who was sitting before the huge aquarium tank said as he gently carries the pointed blade across the glass container seemingly like he is following the movements of the golden fish.
With the sound waves scattered the the atmosphere, the old man who was sitting on the long white sofa moved his hands from his mouth then responded back saying,
"Over these hours haven't you've been cutting your hand."
Guzen who has been being following the movements of the golden fish stopped. He slowly turn around in curved black and white chair and said with wide grin
"Good point."
On his leg there rested, his left hand which had many horrible fresh wounds both long and small. The sharpness of the blade could be noted as how straight thin the cuts were. The blood slowing leaked out of it as he mess up both his pants and ground around him.
There was no need to continue any further as he himself have also been doing something which isn't good. For he may die if he accidentally cut a vein.
In response, Motoa just smiled, because there was nothing to refute what he has just said.
"Here have some tea, "Nixon who was opposite to Motoa in the medium size white sofa said as he removed his feet from the black outlined glass table which was in the center. He held the tea pot and slowly poured some tea in the vertical blue striped cup.
"Thank you," Motoa said as he stretched his hands before him and took the cup. Both individuals sat back down and the silence was once again restored in the cabin, noting this Guzen said,
"For the captain to recruit you, you must have some decent strength and personally want to know what level your on,"
"So how about it Nixon, lets test your strength."
Hearing this everyone's eyes flashed, even though this thought went across their minds, no-one really said it, until now. Then all eyes were placed on him, obviously thay want to know what he has to say.
A little time went by, and Nixon who was drinking tea in a calm and mannered way did not answer but continued his on going motion.
"I agree to what Guzen said, Nixon show us a little something," Laffitte who was sitting on the staircase said smilingly as he rested his head on hands. Laffitte still remembers when he and Guzen met and he still have not repaid him for what he has done. So now someone is being put in the spot, he couldn't help add some pressure on him as well.
"Don't worry I will use little strength when fighting you,"
Guzem sneered as he looks on Nixon, with Laffitte agreeing to his words, it will be too bad if he ever said no.
Motoa shook his head then placed down the tea cup on the table while Joshua who sitting down the single sofa, silent form the very beginning, had no intention of helping Nixon. After all, if he can't prove that himself, he will be looked down upon by everyone on the ship. Cause if you don't have up to standard strength no-one will look upon you as a equal or a real crewmate.
So now what will it be.
Nixon who was still drinking tea from his only seeable mouth, removed the cup from near his face and rested it on his leg. Again said nothing as he just sat in that spot, but no-one said anything for there was no rush. What his answer be, it will determine if he really can be on this ship.
He then fixated his head, look on Guzen and then said,
"I don't see the problem."