The side of the Golden Lion was lowered down the stairs. Kuro bit his cigar and went down with a cadre, the cloak behind him swaying in the wind.
Marine, who was responsible for welcoming them below, stood in two rows and saluted with his head held high, welcoming the arrival of Kuro and others.
"Kuro."
As soon as Kuro walked out of the port, a voice sounded beside him.
"Yes?"
Kuro turned his head and saw Tina with her arms crossed, showing her chest. She had a cigarette in her mouth and walked over with a group of people. Beside her was Smoker.
"You two, long time no see."
"It has indeed been a long time," Tina nodded and said.
"You will also attend this kind of meeting? I thought you would not come?" Smoker bit a three-pack cigar and said to Kuro.
The three of them stood side by side with Kuro in the middle. The group of people advanced towards the main headquarters building.
Kuro shrugged. "I really don't want to come. The old man insisted that I come. What can I do? But you, Smoker, are you too bored in G-5?"
Smoker paused. "I didn't want to come, but this time, Fujitora mentioned something that interests me. I can't do it, but he can."
Tina slowly said, "Shichibukai… is it? Kuro, what's your opinion?"
Smoker is also an old Marine. It is normal for him to dislike Shichibukai, but he will not directly abolish Shichibukai like Fujitora.
But he would not stop Fujitora's proposal.
"Nonsense."
Kurlo's words silenced Smoker and Tina.
True, he had always been the one who opposed this proposal.
"We'll talk about this later. Anyway, I don't agree." Kuro bit his cigar and walked forward. Soon, the main building of Headquarters came into view.
The three of them went up together and arrived at the conference room.
At this time, there were already many people sitting in the conference room.
In the entire conference room, there is a row of chairs at the back. Most of the people sitting are colonels and major generals, and there are five chairs on each side of the front, and there are small round tables next to them with drinks and cigarettes on them.
Several familiar faces were already sitting in the chairs.
Stolobelli, Dalmatian, Gumir, Mole, Onigumo, divided left and right.
"Oh, Kuro, you're here."
On the side of the main seat, Kizaru sat on a big chair. Seeing Kuro come in, he greeted him and pointed to the first chair on the right and said, "Sit."
In fact, Kuro did not want to sit in this chair a second time.
The last time he sat down, he almost died.
With an unhappy click of his tongue, Kuro sat on the chair. Leda and Crowe stood behind the chair, upright.
On this occasion, they know what to do and Leda knows what to do. This is no place for jokes.
"It's been a long time."
Kuro greeted the Vice-Admiral sitting on it. The latter nodded and greeted him.
"Kuro, what do you think of the new Admiral Fujitora, you had contact with him in Dressrosa." Onigumo, who was sitting below him, asked.
"Brother is quite good."
Kuro lay back slightly and adjusted his posture. He bit his cigar and said, "As a Marine, he has done his duty, but as Vice-Admiral, we are not qualified to say that, Onigumo."
Onigumo blew out a mouthful of smoke and said: "Kuro, you know that we don't agree with Fujitora's proposal, and you don't agree with it yourself, right? In contrast, we are more inclined to the plan you said. It is better for us to participate and directly hand over the proposal of Shichibukai's Marine Selection.
"Isn't it too early to say that the end is uncertain?" Mole said. "I am leaning towards the last move that Kuro said. Once Fujitora mentions it, we can bring up this proposal and the king who is on good terms with us will agree."
This time, it was a standard internal meeting, the kind of situation where Marines from internal to world conscription do not participate, so they don't have to worry about others when they speak.
"Why should such a good plan be used as a last resort? We should take the initiative to attack! If Shichibukai has our selection, those disgusting pirates will understand that our justice cannot be underestimated!" Onigumo said firmly.
Hawks and doves think differently.
Under the premise that the old-school Marines have a proposal to abolish Shichibukai and they don't agree, they naturally know about the plan that Kuro once said to the old man and implement it.
Onigumo is a hawk. He thinks that controlling Shichibukai is a very good idea and there is no need to take precautions against Fujitora.
Momonga is a doves. Although he also thinks that this method is good, he will be much gentler.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have a tendency to argue more, Kuro waved his hand with a headache. "I say, brothers, this is not the theme of our meeting this time. We are here to see the guard country of this World Conference. Some things can be discussed later. There is no need to argue now."
"For justice, what can't be argued?"
Onigumo snorted and said, "Only by firmly holding justice will those evil people not dare to move. We will personally take the initiative!"
"I agree with this point, but the method is not too radical. We are Marines, we are not the World Government yet. You will cause people to misunderstand, Onigumo," Momonga admonished.
"You are too timid! We should do everything for justice!" Onigumo retorted.
Kuro rolled his eyes and picked up the bottle beside him to pour himself a glass. Let them argue.
This is all routine.
"Marshal Sakaski is here."
Just as Onigumo and Momonga were arguing, Strawberry on the opposite side said something and immediately stopped the quarrel.
Sakasugi walked in from the inside, wearing a white military uniform and a red shirt. He sat in the main seat like a Yakuza boss.
He glanced at the people below and said, "Are they all here? Forget it, it doesn't matter if they are not here. It's just a meeting. Let's begin."
"Yes, Tina will host it."
Tina walked to a large curtain on their side and saw a projected Den Den Mushi in front of them with glowing eyes, casting the curtain and it immediately turned into a huge map.
A global map covering the four seas, including the first half of the Grand Line and the area controlled by the New World Navy.
"The World Conference is about to be held, but before that…"
Sakasugi said, "There is a message for you to see."
Soon, a Marine handed them a newspaper and a wanted poster.
Kuro picked it up and glanced at it. On the wanted poster was a familiar face, the one wearing a straw hat and smiling.
The paired newspaper was [World Economic News], with a large headline.
The moment he saw the title, Kuro couldn't help but laugh.
"The fifth emperor?"