Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 217 Garp: Don't let my rough appearance fool you, I know a lot about music!

Seeing Bane's enthusiasm, Ain thought for a moment and then said with some difficulty, "But young master, if we are going to fight against a pirate crew at the level of a Yonko, we need to hold a high-level meeting at headquarters to discuss and make a decision before we can authorize it. Even if you are an admiral, doing so is not in accordance with the rules. If we successfully annihilate the Red-Haired Pirates, that's fine, but what if something unexpected happens?"

At this point, Ain paused, then said in a serious tone, "If an accident occurs and ultimately causes serious consequences, you, as a general, will bear all the responsibility. Please think carefully."

To be honest, Ian thought it was a bit outrageous. From her perspective, she was just here to deliver an invitation to Bane's music concert.

How did it suddenly turn into a campaign against the Red-Haired Pirates?

Is this reasonable?

Because Ayn thought Bane's decision was too frivolous, as his assistant, she had to shoulder her responsibilities. At this moment, even if it meant contradicting him, she had to explain things clearly to Bane.

Suddenly launching into something like this, if it succeeds, there's nothing to say, but what if it fails and causes irreparable consequences?

Our young master has only just taken office as a general, and he's already caused such a mess; it really damages his reputation and prestige.

Bane paused for a moment, stroked his chin, and thought for a moment before saying, "You have a point."

"Then I'll go and apply for authorization from headquarters so that Marshal Sakazuki and the others can discuss it," Ain said immediately, seeing that Bane seemed to be listening.

However, Bane waved his hand and said, "No need. It's true that we need headquarters' authorization to officially wage war against a Yonko-level pirate crew, but what if it's an encounter battle? Like my fight with Kaido in Dressrosa?"

Upon hearing this, Ain hesitated for a moment before replying, "Skimming battles are naturally unnecessary; after all, there's no reason for headquarters to establish a system that would restrict the actions of its own people."

"That makes things easier. Let's arrange it. Invite Kuzan and the teacher to come with me to Eregia for a concert to relax. That should be fine, right?" Bane grinned.

Rules are rules, but people are flexible.

Fortunately, the Red-Haired Pirates' main crew is an elite team with few pirate henchmen and is mostly composed of officers. With such a configuration, there is no need to build a huge fleet to deal with a battle involving tens of thousands of people.

Under the guise of a vacation, we invite Zephyr and Kuzan to come together. Then we listen to a concert, eat hot pot, and sing songs while we're there. Suddenly, the Red-Haired Pirates show up at our door. If we immediately retaliate and annihilate the Red-Haired Pirates, we won't be breaking any rules, right?

In this way, there would be no responsibility to speak of. Even if the battle ultimately failed and the Red-Haired Pirates escaped, Bane would not be held accountable.

After all, he was just invited to the concert, what responsibility did he have?

Ain was speechless at Bane's line of thinking, but in the end he could only nod and say, "In that case, from a procedural point of view, there is indeed no problem."

"Then let's do it that way." Bane nodded in satisfaction.

He lost interest in fishing and instructed Ain to help him pack up his fishing gear.

"I'm an assistant officer, not a personal assistant or secretary. This kind of thing should be Colonel Nami's responsibility." Ain complained as she reluctantly helped Bane pack up the stool, fishing rod, and other things.

"The capable should do more," Bane encouraged Ain, while taking out his Den Den Mushi from his pocket, pondering for a moment, and then dialing.

Meanwhile, at the new Navy Headquarters G-1 living quarters.

Taking advantage of the headquarters relocation, old man Garp has also moved to a new home, now living in the large courtyard of G-1.

At that moment, in the second-floor hallway of his house, Garp was communicating with a naval doctor.

"So you're alright, right?" Garp asked casually.

"It's the same as before, just some superficial injuries, and they're almost healed. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to get out of bed and walk around today. But Lieutenant General Garp, aren't you getting a little too rough? Although this is your family matter and I'm not really in a position to say anything, he is, after all, your grandson. It's not good to keep going like this, is it?" the medic couldn't help but remind him.

Ever since Lieutenant General Garp found a grandson from somewhere last year, this military doctor has been constantly busy, being called in every few days to do just one thing: check on his grandson, who had been brutally beaten by Lieutenant General Garp, to see if he was alright.

This persistent domestic violence has become so severe that even the doctors are finding it hard to bear.

If your grandson is disobedient, a little spanking will do the trick, but you can't keep hitting him like this. You've been beating him for over a year, and he's hardly ever gotten out of bed during that time. Is this okay? Even the doctors think it's too violent!

Upon hearing this, Garp scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "You're right, I'll definitely pay attention next time."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him was opened, and Luffy, whose arm was still bandaged, looked out furtively, as if looking for a chance to escape.

As expected, Luffy spotted Garp in the corridor. His expression turned somewhat dejected, but he quickly regained his composure and shouted defiantly at Garp, "Even if you beat me a hundred times over, I won't give in! I'll find a way to escape this place sooner or later! You old codger, I'm going to be the Pirate King!"

Garp's expression darkened, and his lips twitched involuntarily. He looked at the army doctor in front of him and said, "That's the situation. You've seen it yourself. As a doctor, do you have any better suggestions for this kind of illness?"

The grandson of a naval hero is shouting all day that he wants to be the Pirate King; he's completely going against the natural order!

The doctor seemed to understand Karp's predicament. After a moment of silence, he said, "Actually, I am quite accomplished in orthopedic surgery. We also have several medical professionals with relevant skills at headquarters. We can guarantee that there will be no sequelae. If all else fails, you can break his leg first. That way, he won't be able to get out of bed for at least two or three months. It's a better outcome for both you and him."

From the doctor's perspective, it would be a happy thing for everyone that Karp would have some free time for at least two or three months, and the young man would also be free from domestic violence during this period.

After a moment of silence, Garp clenched his fist and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to wait a moment, Doctor. I'll go break that bastard's legs right away!"

After saying that, Garp suddenly turned around, pushed open the door and went into the room. Then, a series of loud cries and screams came from inside. A few minutes later, Garp came out of the room again, looking refreshed, and pointed to the door that was not closed: "Then I'll leave the rest to you, Doctor."

"It's all I should do." The doctor nodded helplessly, then picked up his medical kit and went back into the room to put some splints on the young man.

After the doctor went in, Garp thoughtfully closed the door for him and then prepared to go out into the yard for some fresh air.

Just as I reached the top of the stairs, the Den Den Mushi I was carrying rang.

As a retired veteran, Garp has been quite free lately. Apart from occasionally training new recruits, he doesn't have much important work to do, so not many people come to him on weekdays.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Somewhat puzzled, Garp took out his Den Den Mushi, glanced at it, and asked strangely, "Bane? Isn't that kid in G-6? Why is he suddenly contacting me?"

Somewhat puzzled, Garp quickly answered the Den Den Mushi, saying, "Huh? What is it?"

"Mr. Garp, it's been a while since I last greeted you." Bane waved to Ain as he led Ain back, smiling as he spoke to the Den Den Mushi.

Ain followed Bane, carrying large bags and sacks, grumbling, "He has absolutely no manners. How did Nami and the others even notice a guy like that?"

Bane certainly heard Ain's deliberate 'muttering,' but he was thick-skinned and pretended not to hear it, exchanging pleasantries with Garp with a bright smile on his face.

"It hasn't been long, has it? What's wrong? Why are you contacting me all of a sudden? Is there something you need my help with?" Garp asked casually.

"No, not really. It's just that I've been quite relaxed at work lately, so I had a nice vacation. I heard that the music kingdom of Eregia is preparing to hold a special concert for the most popular songstress, Uta, in two months, on December 20th. So I thought of you, Mr. Karp, who is also retired and has nothing to do. How about it? Interested in going to the concert with me?" Bane said in a very relaxed tone.

"Headquarters will soon be launching an attack on Wang Zhi of Beehive Island. At a time like this, instead of staying at the G-6 naval base to prevent other pirates in the New World from causing trouble, you're going to attend some kind of concert? As a naval admiral, can't you be a little more reliable?" Garp couldn't help but complain.

He thought he was tough enough, but then he discovered that Bane, after becoming a general, seemed to be evolving into the same situation as him.

But no sooner had he finished complaining than Bane's voice turned serious on the other end of the Den Den Mushi: "Is it convenient to talk around here?"

This sudden turn of events caused Garp to pause in his descent downstairs, but he quickly recovered and said in a much more serious tone, "It's convenient, right here in my own home."

"According to my special intelligence channels, the songstress Uta is the adopted daughter of Shanks, and she seems to be planning something for this concert. I suspect there might be a conspiracy by the Red-Haired Pirates. So, it's highly likely that the elusive Red-Haired Pirates will also appear in Eregia. Don't you think this is a great opportunity?" Bane said in a deep voice.

Back when they went to Impel Down together, Garp had discussed with Bane how to cure Luffy's "pirate dream". One possible solution they came up with was to take down the Red-Haired Pirates who led Luffy down the path of piracy and kill Shanks. That might change things.

However, just as Sakazuki found this troublesome, Garp also had a hard time pinpointing the whereabouts of the Red-Haired Pirates.

Moreover, as a retired veteran, he might not be able to defeat the Red-Haired Pirates on his own, but it wouldn't be appropriate for him to call in reinforcements after retirement.

So there hasn't been a good solution all this time.

Hearing Bane say this, Karp's eyes lit up, and he instantly became excited, saying, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Don't let my rough appearance fool you; I'm very interested in music and such. I'll come find you right now!"

(End of this chapter)