svetikya Chapter 5: Operations in the Dark
Chapter 5: Operations in the Dark
"Reporting to the Marshal, according to our informants, Arbitrator went to the Whitebeard Pirates alone three days ago."
Sengoku took a deep breath.
"Three days ago, when that aura was unleashed..."
"So it really is related to you... Dilt."
At this moment, he recalled the Five Elders' instructions and involuntarily felt a headache coming on.
Sure enough, anything involving Dilt is bound to be a major event.
"Where is his pirate crew?"
The marines reported truthfully: "We are still at headquarters on Beehive Island, and have not taken any action."
Zhan Guo waved his hand: "I understand, you may leave."
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Zhan Guo rubbed his forehead.
Numerous witnesses said that Dilt flew overhead, and the guy made no attempt to hide himself.
But why go to the weakest sea? What is his intention... that makes the Five Elders take it so seriously?
Could it be that, as he said, the Holy Grail truly exists—a wish-granting machine that can grant any wish...?
"Are you trying to be like Roger, stirring up the ocean and turning it upside down?"
After muttering something to himself, he picked up the Den Den Mushi.
"Garp, you've arrived in the East Blue by now, haven't you?"
On the dog-headed warship, Garp was munching on a senbei (rice cracker).
"What's wrong, Sengoku? I'm on vacation right now!"
The tone of the Warring States period remained serious, with no hint of frivolity.
"Dilther crossed the doldrums and the red earth continent to reach the East Sea."
Garp continued chewing: "Is that guy also on vacation in the East Blue?"
Sengoku slammed his fist on the table: "Seriously, Garp! This is a major event!"
"You must have sensed it too, the aura from three days ago. It's related to Dilt."
"Considering that he has been spreading the news about the Holy Grail, we have reason to suspect that the Holy Grail really exists."
Karp sat up from the recliner and stretched.
"You mean, this guy knows the location of the Holy Grail, but instead of keeping it for himself, he wants to make the information public?"
Sengoku roared, "Isn't this just like him?!"
"Keep a close eye on him! I'll send Borsalino over, just in case."
After the call ended, Zhan Guo sighed.
With Garp and Kizaru on the team, that should be enough to handle most situations.
Sengoku picked up the communicator again: "Has any news leaked out about the Whitebeard Pirates?"
"Reporting to the Marshal, I heard they've been holding banquets on the ship for three days straight, and we haven't dared to get close, so we haven't received any news..."
Sengoku nodded: "Keep an eye on it."
Since that's the case, we can only wait.
Dieter, what's your next move? Will you play an open move or a hidden one...?
What he didn't know was that Dilt was also waiting, waiting for a hidden move to unfold.
Moby Dick, deck.
"Karna, have another drink!"
Little Sun couldn't resist and drank another cup.
Although heroic spirits don't get drunk or tired, they still feel somewhat weary.
He seriously underestimated how much these pirates loved banquets.
Over the course of three days, he drank an unknown number of glasses of wine.
At the same time, he became friends with all the pirates.
Literally, they insisted on testing the strength of the so-called deity.
Initially, many people were unconvinced and were confident that they could defeat the gods.
The final result was obvious: apart from Marco the Whitebeard who didn't make a move, everyone else couldn't last three rounds against him.
They could clearly sense Karna's power and were impressed by it.
This made Ace burst into laughter.
"Looks like I've summoned an extraordinary Heroic Spirit! The Holy Grail is practically mine!"
Little Sun is actually quite speechless.
So Master, you did know you were going to participate in the war? Was it necessary to prepare for a three-day banquet?
He spoke earnestly to Ace.
"Master, you must not underestimate the enemy. The Holy Grail War is a brutal war."
"What surprises me is that you know nothing about the rules, not even whether it's a regular Holy Grail War or a Greater Holy Grail War."
"Therefore, we need to be extremely cautious."
"So I'll say it again, don't call me by my real name, call me Lancer."
Ace mumbled as he stuffed food into his mouth, "Okay, okay, little sun."
"Little Sun" was the nickname the crew gave him.
After all, this guy is the son of the sun god.
Upon hearing his Master's reply, Karna covered his forehead, deeply feeling the weight of his responsibility.
Suddenly, a dark and chilling aura rushed towards him, and Karna's eyes sharpened instantly.
Three nights ago, he sensed a momentary release of magic power, along with the same aura.
It seems to be on this ship.
Bottom of the ship's cabin.
The chaotic footsteps and cheers on the deck never ceased, while here there was only gloom.
The man with the black beard sat looking at the ground in front of him, where a magic circle was drawn with an unknown black powder.
This was drawn based on the magic circle that Ace used to summon, but it looks distorted.
He was talking to himself at that moment, and his Command Seals were shining with a bright red color.
"You mean, Karna has already detected the anomaly?"
"How is that possible? Didn't you say you possessed the highest level of aura concealment?"
"They didn't even notice the old man with the white beard!"
"You say he can see through things! No wonder I felt like he could read my mind..."
Apart from his gruff voice, there was no other sound in the cabin.
After a while.
"So what should we do now... I don't want to be exposed."
"Although I summoned you, you are still the best choice on this ship."
Then a grayish-white flame suddenly ignited and spelled out a line of words on the floor.
Wait, and hold onto hope.
"Teach! Who are you talking to? Hurry up and go to the banquet. Karna hasn't even officially met you yet."
Upon hearing this, the black-bearded man swept the flames away, also dispelling his ferocious expression.
With a憨厚 (honest and simple) face, Teach turned around and chuckled, "Hey, Satchel, what brings you down here?"
Sachi approached with a smile: "I noticed no one is eating the apple pie at the banquet. It seems you haven't been participating in the banquet at all."
Upon seeing the summoning circle, Sachi gasped slightly in surprise.
"Wow, isn't that Ace's summoning circle?!"
Teach stood up with a sheepish grin: "Yes, I put one in my room, it's so cool!"
Sachi stopped him: "Come on, let's go up to the banquet."
Teach shook his head: "Someone as weak as me, with no dreams, is better off not going up there and embarrassing myself."
Sachi, utterly astonished, exclaimed, "What are you saying! You're family! Karna is too!"
"Come on, there's your favorite apple pie up there."
Teach stood there dumbfounded as Satchel turned and pulled him away.
All that remained was a black beard with eyes like those of tigers, leopards, and wolves, and a menacing grin.
Amidst the dusty smell of the ship's cabin, eerie black lightning swirled behind the black-bearded man.
A phantom figure dressed in a long robe and wearing a top hat appeared in the lightning.
He grinned maliciously, his eyes burning with the fire of revenge.
A massive shadow loomed over Sachi ahead, and Sachi abruptly turned around.
It turned out that Teach had stood behind him, blocking the light.
He realized for the first time how tall Teach was.
Teach lowered his head, his honest expression seemingly unchanged.
"What's wrong? Captain Sachi, do you also feel something's amiss?"
Sachi scratched his head: "Maybe it's just my imagination... Let's go."
The mysterious phantom had long since vanished into the shadows.
Only one voice remained, echoing in the black-bearded man's ears.
Wait, and hold onto hope.
At sea, the pirate ship carrying the Dark-Dark Fruit had already entered Whitebeard's territory.
"Observing the ship's movements," Dieter joked.
"What a subtle summons! I almost didn't even notice it. Thank goodness Joan of Arc reminded me."
"I didn't expect it to be a Servant outside the seven classes."
"Heh heh, this is getting more and more interesting..."