Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

"Dover, we're so powerful now, shouldn't we confront the Navy?"

Torrepol suddenly spoke up.

"We worked so hard fighting against the underground forces in Beihai, and they only provided a negligible amount of help before taking away 40% of our profits."

"Anyway, we now have the qualifications and strength to cooperate directly with the World Government even without the Navy's protection."

Trebol wasn't stupid at all; he certainly knew how noble the blood flowing through Doflamingo's veins was.

The reason they accepted a mere brat as their leader was, of course, to exploit that position.

However, by now, Trebol, Vergo, and others have truly been moved by Doflamingo's spirit and sincerely want to help him build a powerful mafia family.

Doflamingo's face still wore a bright smile, but his eyes behind his sunglasses turned cold. He swirled the red wine in his glass and said to Trey, "We're friendly partners with the Navy, how can we just abandon them like that?"

Doflamingo downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, exhaling the smell of alcohol as he spoke.

"No matter what happens in the future, as long as the Don Quixote family remains in the North Sea, we must abide by our agreement with the Navy."

Doflamingo poured large gulps of red wine into his mouth, numbing his senses.

This would allow him to suppress his anger somewhat.

"Just you wait, Raleigh. I won't stay in the North Blue forever, but neither will you. Once we leave the North Blue and reach the Grand Line, who knows who will prevail?"

Doflamingo has a clear understanding of his current situation. His wisdom has taught him many things when he met Raleigh, such as patience.

Actually, there was no other way but to endure it. Doflamingo, who had been brutally beaten by Raleigh, wanted to take revenge on him, but after studying Raleigh for a long time, he discovered that Raleigh had no weaknesses.

Or rather, Raleigh's weaknesses aren't considered weaknesses by others. For example, Raleigh doesn't possess Conqueror's Haki, yet he can knock Doflamingo unconscious with a single punch. "Living in the same sea as such a freak is truly exhilarating!"

Buddha."

Doflamingo raised his glass high in the air, further igniting the atmosphere of the banquet.

"Achoo, achoo."

The weather in Beihai today is perfect, with plenty of sunshine that isn't too intense, and a gentle breeze carrying a salty, moist scent across the deck.

Raleigh rubbed his nose, guessing curiously.

"Theoretically, I shouldn't have caught a cold with my physical condition, yet I sneezed twice. Could some jerk be badmouthing me behind my back?"

When something happens to him, Raleigh always immediately associates it with other people, and one name comes to mind—Borsalino.

That damn Borsalino, is he going to screw me over again?

Upon realizing this, Raleigh quickly pulled out his Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) from his pocket to contact Borsalino, staring at it wide-eyed:

We need to find a way to block its signal.

How about throwing it into the sea? Or maybe having the chef make French-style baked escargot?

Hearing Raleigh's terrifying thoughts, the Den Den Mushi struggled to move its body, desperately trying to escape.

After a long while, realizing that Borsalino hadn't called, Raleigh stuffed the Den Den Mushi back into his clothes.

The car sailed on the vast ocean, the calm surface constantly being rippled by the warship. Today was the thirtieth day of his sea patrol.

It has to be said that the chaos of the One Piece world opened Raleigh's eyes to a whole new world.

Even with all his navy and mafia subordinates mobilized, a pirate ship flying a cheap pirate flag would still appear every now and then.

The vast majority of them were small wooden boats that couldn't even be fitted with cannons.

Raleigh had no patience to play any capture games with these pirates. Instead, he ordered the navy cannons to fire at them as soon as he saw them, pulverizing them to pieces.

The Navy has repeatedly issued orders prohibiting sailing with pirate flags. Anyone who sails with a pirate flag and under the name of a pirate, regardless of whether they have committed any crimes, must die!

On Raleigh's ship were many right-hand tablets, each inscribed with what Raleigh had said to the pirates.

If any person from the North Sea goes out to sea to become a pirate, they will be beheaded by heaven and earth.

And no matter how difficult the corpse was to identify, Raleigh and his group could always find out their identities and send their bodies and tombstones to the place where they were born.

Raleigh believed that even the most ruthless person would feel fear of going to sea and becoming a pirate after seeing their former comrade being sent back to the island where they were born.

Lord Raleigh, we've destroyed another pirate ship. Their leader has been identified as one of the people from the island ahead.

He also discovered the identities of his companions.

"Yes, just follow the rules we established beforehand."

Raleigh didn't say anything more.

He just wants to get a good night's sleep now.

"Lord Raleigh, what should we do with these orphans we've taken in?"

Bessem Reginode glanced at the children on the deck doing simple actions.

They were of different heights and skin colors, but the only thing they had in common was the undisguised hatred in their eyes.

These are all orphans that Raleigh has been picking up during this period.

Most of them were forced to become wandering orphans due to the wanton destruction caused by pirates.

There are actually quite a few orphans like this in Beihai.

Furthermore, the situation in Beihai is merely a microcosm of the world, and not a rare phenomenon.

A large portion of these orphans will be sent by Raleigh to the North Sea Navy branches for training. Each branch can easily support several of these orphans, who will become the backbone of the resistance against pirates when they grow up.

Those with exceptional talent or willpower would be sent by Raleigh to the Dawn Organization in the Kingdom of Eryorobu for hellish training.

The battle against pirates is a long and arduous one.

The two sides will not only have to compete in terms of top-tier combat power, but also in terms of future personnel reserves.

Of course, pirates have no intention of nurturing future talents.

Brubru—Brubru—.

A burst of noisy Den Den Mushi (a type of electric stalker) startled Raleigh from his thoughts. He glared angrily at Bessem Regionod, who had brought the Den Den Mushi.

Lord Raleigh, this is the phone at headquarters.

Seeing Raleigh's expression, Bessem Reginod handed the Den Den Mushi to Raleigh and quickly disappeared.

"Feed? I'm Christine Rory."

He answered the phone, and although he was somewhat annoyed, he suppressed his emotions.

"Yo-ho-ho~ Did we disturb Admiral Raleigh's vacation?"

The Den Den Mushi instantly looked lewd, and a voice that was all too familiar floated out from it.

Hearing that familiar voice, Raleigh's heart skipped a beat.

Borsalino calling first is not a good thing, mainly because last time it was one of his calls that dragged me from the gentle embrace of the East China Sea to the North China Sea.

Just when Borsalino had finally managed to tidy up the mess in Beihai to something somewhat acceptable, he called again.

I'll hang up now if there's nothing else; I'm quite busy here.

"What a heartless guy, Raleigh," Raleigh said irritably. "We brothers have been separated for so long, don't you miss me at all?"

On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Kizaru feigned a longing expression, causing his features to scrunch together even more tightly. "We have nothing to say, Borsalino. You're not Gion, why should I miss you?"

Upon hearing Borsalino ramble on, Raleigh understood the headquarters' intentions.

They must think that Raleigh has brought the situation in the North Sea back on track, and that the next admiral, as long as he's not too stupid, can govern the North Sea well by continuing Raleigh's rules.

However, he is not happy with the arrangements made by headquarters at the moment.

Both Admiral Kong and Admiral Sengoku are optimistic about your abilities and talents. They believe you will be one of the future Admirals of the Navy, and they are already considering who should be appointed as the next Admiral of the North Sea.

Borsalino said it very seriously, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in his words.

"Ha, I'm not going."

Raleigh flatly rejected Borsalino's offer.

"What does headquarters mean? Are they treating people like donkeys? Even the donkeys in the production team can't be used like this!"

"With just one sentence, they transferred me all the way to this chaotic Beihai. Fine, I accept it; after all, you can't fight city hall."

Then, after defeating Bondiwald, Admiral Sengoku said he needed your help and transferred you, the North Sea Navy Admiral, away. I didn't say anything.

"Now, I've finally managed to govern the North Blue with great difficulty, and before I even had a chance to enjoy it, I have to go to the Grand Line to fight pirates again. It's too tough, I'm not going."

Raleigh grumbled about the heartless officers at headquarters as he popped a fresh grape into his mouth and chewed.

Under the current circumstances, Raleigh already has Gion, Cleveland, Bethma Regent, and some outstanding naval commanders under his command.

With them around, the pirates in the North Blue hardly need Raleigh to take action.

As long as Raleigh doesn't take action, the military merits won't accumulate for him, and thus he won't be promoted to headquarters.

Unless headquarters resorts to underhanded tactics.

Alright, if you don't have anything else to do, I'm going to get busy, so don't bother me.

"Hehe, Raleigh, you'll definitely be coming to headquarters for your report this year. I trust Air Marshal and General Sengoku."

Borsalino sounded gleeful on the phone. It seemed like he had awakened some kind of twisted sense of humor, wanting to see Raleigh suffer as well as he did, so he could maintain his composure and keep working on Blue!

Raleigh hung up the phone expressionlessly, then called Bessem Reginald and instructed him:

"From now on, if it's Borsalino calling, just contact him directly. You don't need to pass it on to me directly; I've been getting annoyed with him lately."

After ending the call, Raleigh lay alone on the sun lounger, feeling somewhat melancholy.

He wasn't unaware of his future; with his current strength, he simply couldn't stay in the Four Seas for very long.

However, according to his plan, he would have to stay in Beihai for at least two to three years.

We need to consolidate our territory completely and thoroughly imprint the rules in the hearts of the people of Beihai.

If he leaves now, and the newly appointed naval commander at headquarters doesn't get along with him, then Raleigh's hard work will be wasted. "Hey, Rat and Cleveland are both too low-ranking; they probably won't get the admiral position."

Are you wondering what the situation in Beihai will become after you leave here?

A gentle female voice sounded beside me.

Raleigh adjusted the folding sun chair and half-reclined, looking at Gion beside him. Gion didn't hesitate and sat down next to Raleigh, holding two coconuts in her hands.

"Yes, I've poured a lot of effort into the North Sea, just like Brother Sakazuki did. Neither of us wants the North Sea to be ruined by the next North Sea Admiral after our rule."

Actually, Sakazuki had quite a few complaints about Borsalino.

The main problem is that this guy almost completely abolished Sakazuki's orders as soon as he arrived. If it weren't for Raleigh, the chaos in the North Sea would have exceeded people's imagination.

Actually, you don't need to be particularly worried, Wang Shenghai's car is in good condition.

The candidates for lieutenant general were particularly strong, and most of the lieutenant generals were from our faction.

If you're still worried, I'll have Sister Crane and Brother Sengoku coordinate to have someone from our faction transferred over to take up the position.

Gion's words instantly cleared Raleigh's mind. It turned out that things could be resolved in this way, although Raleigh's connections were of little use at this moment.

However, Gion's network of connections can play its greatest role at this time.

The pillars of this faction in Gion are Sengoku Taisho, Garp Lieutenant General, and Tsuru Advisor.

In the shadow of those three, there were actually many lieutenant generals and elite lieutenant generals from headquarters. Wherever there are people, there are forces, and within any force, there are all sorts of groups.

Gion's idea was also very simple.

Since the position of admiral of the North Sea Navy will definitely be drawn from the vice admirals of the headquarters, it might as well just have Sengoku send one of his own vice admirals.

This way, they could both enhance their faction's influence within the Navy and ensure Raleigh's plans were kept in check.

Sengoku's next goal is to challenge for the position of Fleet Admiral. During this period, the support of the Admirals of the Four Seas and the Vice Admirals of the Navy Headquarters is of course even more important.

Although in everyone's eyes, Sengoku's election as naval admiral was a foregone conclusion.

However, out of caution, He actively increased his chances of being elected by the Warring States period.

"You're so good to me, Gion."

Raleigh was so excited that he forgot everything else and pulled Gion-ro, who was sitting next to him, into his arms.

What are you doing?