Chapter 85
Seeing their admiral Zephyr eating and drinking with a notorious pirate, the Navy soldiers felt it was incredibly unreal.
"Admiral Zephyr knows Victor? How are they eating and drinking together?" "That's obvious—you guys recognize Victor too, don't you?" "I feel like they're friends somehow."
In an instant, the Navy soldiers were full of speculation.
"Victor, what are you doing here? You're a pirate." Zephyr was very puzzled about Victor's purpose in coming to him.
He still hated pirates deeply—it was only Victor who was the exception. If it were anyone else, he would have immediately entered combat mode.
"Just happened to run into you. Thought I'd drop by for a chat." "Of course, if you want to fight, I'd be more than happy to oblige and warm up."
Victor was telling the truth—he didn't mind having a fight first to get the blood flowing.
"Fine. No fight—I admit I'm no match for you." "But I have to thank you for showing mercy to these Navy soldiers."
Zephyr said sincerely. He was genuinely worried about the soldiers on board—they were his loyal subordinates.
"Don't worry. They're much cuter than pirates." "At least they help civilians."
Victor really had no habit of killing innocents. Moreover, these Navy soldiers hadn't done anything wrong—they were simply fulfilling their duties.
Zephyr felt very complicated hearing Victor's words. He had also seen Victor's detailed intelligence files, and from them, he knew that up to now, Victor had never killed ordinary Navy soldiers.
Sometimes Zephyr felt regret for Victor. Why become a pirate? Joining the Navy would be so much better. But it was too late to say anything now.
"Alright, I've eaten enough. One last barrel of wine, and I'm off." Victor raised the large wine barrel and said with a smile.
"Good, bottoms up." Zephyr also boldly picked up a barrel and drank heartily.
Immediately after, Victor finished the last bite of meat and turned into lightning, vanishing from the warship.
Zephyr could sense the general direction Victor left in. He stood up and gazed toward that direction.
"Victor… something's definitely up." Zephyr muttered with furrowed brows.
Then he took out a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.
"Hello, this is Sengoku." The Den Den Mushi answered with Sengoku's voice.
"This is Zephyr." Zephyr said gravely.
"Zephyr, what's the matter?" Sengoku knew Zephyr contacting him meant something serious.
"Hm, I just ran into Victor. He ate a meal and drank with me on my warship, then left." Zephyr directly told Sengoku what had happened.
"What? Victor?" "What does he want?"
Sengoku was instantly shocked and asked. He was still wondering why Victor would seek out Zephyr.
"I don't know, and I want to know too. I'm thinking of tracking where Victor is headed." Zephyr shared his idea with Sengoku.
"Hm, track him. Victor's actions make me feel like something big is about to happen." "I'll contact Garp immediately and have him meet up with you. Otherwise, you're no match for Victor."
Sengoku, currently working at Navy Headquarters, immediately furrowed his brows. Then he notified Garp, who was also in the New World, to go find Zephyr. They were to locate Victor and see what he was up to.
Sengoku had a premonition—something major was coming. Then he thought for a moment, stood up, and strode toward the Fleet Admiral's office.
Meanwhile, Garp, upon receiving the message, rushed nonstop toward Zephyr's direction.
"Hahaha, looks like Victor kid is about to cause trouble again." Garp laughed heartily upon hearing about Victor.
He didn't feel any fear—he was still at the peak of his strength. Who had he ever feared?
Soon, Zephyr and Garp met up and prepared to head in the direction Victor had left. Of course, they would definitely analyze pirate crews in that sea region and so on.
In the end, they concluded it could only be the Whitebeard Pirates. Only the Whitebeard Pirates would require Victor to personally intervene.
Soon, Sengoku was also dispatched by Fleet Admiral Kong. The purpose wasn't to fight, but to observe if there was any advantage to be gained.
Meanwhile, Victor had already found Whitebeard's Moby Dick and located Whitebeard.
"Hm?" Whitebeard, who was drinking wine, suddenly changed expression—he sensed something was wrong.
"Ho ho, Whitebeard, it's been a while." Victor appeared on the Moby Dick, standing in front of Whitebeard.
Victor's sudden appearance instantly shocked all the pirates present.
"Victor?" ×N
All the pirates on board shouted in fear.
"Victor." Marco looked gravely at the man in the field.
"Guhahaha, Victor. Long time no see." Whitebeard, sitting in his large chair and drinking wine, laughed and said.
Victor greeted him but said nothing more, simply looking calmly at Whitebeard. Behind him, Polaris had already appeared in his hand automatically.
"Guhahaha, looks like battle is unavoidable." Whitebeard said with a laugh.
In an instant, all the pirates present became tense and immediately prepared for combat. Whitebeard's eyes also sharpened.
He slowly set down his wine barrel, suddenly drew Murakumogiri from behind him, and slashed fiercely toward Victor.
With a sharp "ching" sound, Polaris and Murakumogiri collided violently. Terrifying Conqueror's Haki instantly tore a massive crack in the sky.
The enormous clash of power and shockwave instantly flipped the surrounding pirates. Not only that—under the terrifying Conqueror's Haki, ordinary pirates immediately foamed at the mouth and fainted.
"Hey hey hey, starting a fight without a word?" Marco looked at his fallen family members and immediately felt a headache coming on.
Whitebeard also knew fighting on his own ship was inappropriate.
"Guhahaha, Victor kid. How about we fight on that small island over there?" Whitebeard made no further moves and simply made a suggestion.
"Fine, I'll give you that much face." Victor said nothing more and instantly vanished.
Immediately after, he appeared on the small island, standing there holding his blade and calmly looking toward Whitebeard.
"Guhahaha, this kid's Rumble-Rumble Fruit ability is truly impressive." Whitebeard was very wary of this ability—especially in Victor's hands.
In fact, everyone feared high-mobility abilities. If you couldn't match the speed, you couldn't hit the enemy. They were naturally in an invincible position.
Whitebeard leaped from the Moby Dick and, after a few bounds, arrived opposite Victor.
Marco immediately ordered the ship to move away from the battlefield.
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