"Hiss~~~ Phew!"
Taking a deep drag on his cigarette, Vivian stared at the transfer order in his hand, falling into silence.
After a long while.
"Damn it, why!"
Why did headquarters issue a transfer order for me to take a position at Marineford?
Can someone tell me why?
Vivian felt like he was going crazy. He had only enjoyed a few days of peace, and now he had to go to Marineford?
Not to mention what kind of difficult options might be triggered there, but the upcoming war at Marineford…
As a Navy from headquarters, could he possibly avoid participating?
"Can I ask why?" Vivian asked, unwilling to accept it.
"Not sure, we're just responsible for issuing the documents," the officer said, rummaging through a pile of files before handing a wanted poster to Vivian. "By the way, keep an eye out for this person. He's said to be a pirate from the East Blue. If he looks familiar or if you have any information about him, please report to headquarters immediately."
"A wanted poster?" Vivian took a look.
Sharpshooter, Loget Larvin, dead or alive, bounty 140 million…
Uh…
Why does this name sound familiar?
Vivian squinted, trying to recall. About ten seconds later, he suddenly remembered.
Isn't this the pirate who took the blame for me a while ago?
He remembered that after he rescued the slaves from the Celestial Dragons' ship, a news article came out two days later about a pirate skilled with firearms attacking the Celestial Dragons' ship. The name seemed to be Loget Larvin.
But…
140 million berries?
If his strength doesn't match the bounty, this guy's days in the Grand Line must be tough.
Really feel sorry for you, buddy.
"I'll keep an eye out." Sighing, Vivian nodded helplessly.
…
"Hey, Uncle Issho, we're being transferred to headquarters."
In the Loguetown base cafeteria, Vivian sat in a corner, a cigar in his mouth, and said to Fujitora with little enthusiasm.
"To headquarters?" Fujitora put down his chopsticks, "Isn't that a good thing? I remember Kuto always talked about wanting to join headquarters."
"That's him." Vivian couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking not everyone is as reckless as that four-eyed guy.
"Anyway, we're leaving the day after tomorrow. Do you have anything to say about it?"
"No," Fujitora shook his head, "I'm used to wandering around, so it doesn't matter where I go…"
"Oh." Vivian pouted, thinking as long as there's a place to gamble, right?
Speaking of which, being a Navy with a fixed monthly salary as gambling money made Fujitora even more fond of the Navy.
But at the same time, he wondered.
If he became an Admiral, would he have to follow the orders of the Celestial Dragons?
The Navy…
Why should we submit to those so-called World Nobles?
He couldn't understand. {Because of money}
Similarly, he couldn't understand why the food in the Loguetown base cafeteria was so terrible.
"Hey, Vivian… Chief Petty Officer."
"Just call me Vivian," Vivian said, exhaling a smoke ring, while still pondering who had transferred him to headquarters.
"Um, Vivian, can we have your cooking today?"
"No." Exhaling another smoke ring, Vivian said, "It's too much trouble. But if you're really craving it, I can teach you."
He thought that with Observation Haki, even a blind person shouldn't cut their hand while chopping vegetables, right?
Fujitora: "…"
…
Soon, another week passed.
In the late March of the Sea Calendar year 1522.
Marineford, Navy Headquarters.
"Reporting, the newly transferred recruit has arrived!" A navy soldier knocked on the office door and reported loudly.
"Bring him in," Sengoku said, sitting at his desk and stroking his beard.
"Yes."
The next second, the door opened, and Vivian, dressed in a navy uniform, walked in. As soon as they made eye contact, Sengoku got straight to the point: "The attack on Saint Jalmack's ship, it was you, wasn't it?"
Vivian: ∑(O_O;)
"What do you mean? When did I ever attack a Celestial Dragon's ship?" Vivian immediately frowned.
"According to my subordinates' investigation, there were two navy ships in the Calm Belt at that time. One was Garp's, and the other was a small warship from the Loguetown base."
Sengoku smiled and said, "I called Smoker to confirm. It was you, Alfred Vivian, who was driving that warship to Impel Down to escort prisoners. Do you have any explanation for this?"
Vivian: (⊙o⊙)
"What's there to explain?"
Vivian shrugged and directly retorted to Sengoku, "I was just passing by. Is there a problem with that? Besides, with so many navy personnel on the ship, why do you think it was me? What if it was someone else? Even Garp could have done something like that."
Sengoku: "…"
"You don't seem scared at all."
"Why should I be scared?" Vivian shrugged. "The culprit has already been identified, that pirate named Loget Larvin. No way this can be pinned on me, right? I'm just a small branch corporal, so weak that I don't even know the Six Powers. Saying I attacked a Celestial Dragon's ship is just impossible."
Vivian's words were full of confidence and solid reasoning, making Sengoku start to doubt again.
"Let's not talk about that. Do you know why I ordered you to be transferred to headquarters?"
"No idea…" Vivian shook his head.
"Smoker recommended you to Zephyr, saying you have a kind heart and incredible combat power. Even without mastering the Six Powers and Haki, you already possess strength above the level of a headquarters Lieutenant Commander."
Sengoku said, adjusting his round glasses, "So I'm curious, what kind of genius can achieve what he described. I've arranged for someone to meet you at the training ground. How about showing me your Lieutenant Commander-level strength now?"
Silence.
Vivian suddenly took out a cigar, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep puff.
"Hiss~~"
So it was Smoker…
Heh.
When you get back to the base, I swear I won't let you off easily!