Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

Sensing the subtle change in the atmosphere, Lieutenant General Tsuru couldn't help but turn his gaze toward Mihawk, muttering to himself with a knowing look on his face.

"Is it because they are wary of the world's greatest swordsman that both sides are wary of him, causing this subtle shift in the situation where neither side dares to make a move?"

Mihawk slowly drew the "Black Blade Night" from his back and moved forward step by step in a fighting stance.

"If we can have a good fight, this trip can be considered a grand event..."

Mihawk's fighting spirit gradually rose, especially as he focused his gaze on Yann, his eyes becoming particularly sharp.

Yaen... disappeared quietly into the sea for six years, but Mihawk never forgot Yaen's posture when he entered the "Final Scene - White Emperor Sword" and that magnificent "one strike equals a billion strikes" attack.

This impending chaotic battle seems like a good opportunity to witness that strike.

However, after Mihawk got closer, he inexplicably sensed something was wrong...

As Mihawk drew closer, it seemed to simultaneously provoke hostility from the five Shichibukai and Yann, whose subtle gestures of attack were all aimed at Mihawk.

Now, it was Mihawk's turn to have a somewhat... stiff expression.

Mihawk, as a great swordsman, possesses the purest fighting spirit, but that doesn't mean he's a reckless guy.

One against six...

Even with the title of "World's Greatest Swordsman," Mihawk wouldn't be so arrogant as to be that conceited.

Mihawk's smile gradually faded, his eyes narrowed, and he took a half-step back, adopting a defensive posture, muttering to himself.

"Are these guys all trying to eliminate me first? Is it because their subconscious sense of power makes them feel threatened by me?"

Just as the situation at the naval port was shifting in an increasingly unpredictable direction, a strong and resonant voice suddenly rang out.

"It's about time this pointless fuss ended, little ones!"

The next moment, Lieutenant General Garp's body, as solid as cast iron, slammed heavily beside Yann, arms crossed, his bell-like eyes exuding power.

Vice Admiral Garp, who once chased the "Pirate King" Gol Roger all over the world, and who also carries the titles of "Strongest Marine" and "Marine Hero"!

For a moment, the two "naval heroes," one old and one young, stood side by side, as if they were figures representing two completely different eras of the navy, putting pressure on the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Should we give in immediately? Or should we try to put up a fight?

Apart from Mihawk's sharp gaze, the other Shichibukai all turned their attention to Vice Admiral Garp... and Yann beside him.

And Yann... at this moment almost couldn't resist picking up his scabbard and smashing the heads of all these idiots in front of him.

Why are they all looking at me so uniformly? What are they doing?!

Can you act?

Keep your eyes a little more defiant, a little more fierce and irritable, a little more evil and terrifying!

Especially you, Moria, a guy who looks like a villain, can you look at me with less confusion and bewilderment?

Besides, with you all staring at me like this, under the spotlight, how am I supposed to give you any hints?

Are you asking me to... clearly state to the entire navy what your next choice should be?

"Humph!"

The next moment, Yann snorted coldly.

Immediately, Yann turned his back to all the Seven Warlords of the Sea with an air of pride and said with a hint of resentment.

"I'll let you off today for the sake of Vice Admiral Garp. But if you dare to be disrespectful again, you won't be so lucky. I will bury you all in endless cherry blossoms in the name of justice!"

Having said that, Yann took a step, his "Buddhist" cloak billowing slowly rising behind him, and strode towards the outside of the military port. (To be continued)

[Chapter 434: The Seven Warlords Meeting]

At this moment, in the photos taken by reporters from afar through the camera Den Den Mushi, Yan's eyes faintly revealed helplessness and forbearance, as if he had chosen to back down first in this conflict for the sake of the Navy and the sea.

Coupled with Yann's middle-aged appearance with a bit of stubble, a feeling of sacrificing personal emotions for the greater good naturally arises.

Out of the corner of his eye, Yann noticed the reporters excitedly taking pictures and immediately realized what was going on.

'Wait, I can't portray him as an overly positive naval hero. I need to give him a sense of being disheartened and discouraged, so that my subsequent neglect of official duties and obsession with fishing can be perfectly justified…'

With this thought in mind, Yann slightly bent over, revealing a sense of helplessness and resignation, while his expression gradually became gentle and detached from worldly affairs, giving the words "Buddhist-like" behind him a more nuanced interpretation.

'If... Vice Admiral Garp hadn't appeared, perhaps Vice Admiral Yann would already be locked in a full-blown war with the Seven Warlords of the Sea?'

'In this way, Lieutenant General Yann's decision to back down for the sake of the bigger picture will likely be a severe blow to his confidence and sense of defeat, won't it?'

The reporters, who were kept far away for their safety, muttered under their breath, but their cameras never stopped taking pictures, recording every detail of this major "Seven Warlords of the Sea Conference".

At this moment, as the Seven Warlords watched Yann's departing figure, all of them except Mihawk reacted one after another.

First, Hancock glanced proudly at the other men, her eyes filled with contempt and disdain. Then, she followed closely behind Yann, her long, beautiful legs and graceful waist quickly catching up with him.

Bear, on the other hand, silently put on his gloves, picked up the book in his hand, and walked into the Marineford Museum.

As for Corazon, he scoffed and angrily at Yarrow, then put away his scythe with a smug look on his face. While chatting with Moria beside him, he also walked into Marineford.

"Boring..."

Enel withdrew his lightning, pulled out an apple from somewhere, and followed at a distance.

On the contrary, Mihawk...

"That's it... over?"

Mihawk, wielding his strongest black sword, Night, felt a strange sense of disbelief, as if he had struck thin air with his blade.

The situation just now, wasn't it that the two sides were on the verge of a "major melee"?

How... did it all fall apart so quickly?

Even after Enel's figure disappeared into the naval port, Mihawk remained gripping the black sword Night, his sharp eyes filled with incomprehension.

How could a strong person who follows their own path give up their determination to fight?

"Bang!!"

Just then, Mihawk heard a violent explosion of water behind him.

Suddenly, a wave tens of meters high erupted on the sea surface, and a crimson figure rode the wave and burst out from it.

Captain of the Sun Pirates, member of Hueco Mundo, and Shichibukai – “Great Goro” Fisher Tiger!

"For the harmony between humanity and nature, for the future of the fish-people and mermaid races..."

"I, Fisher Tiger, have now entered the scene~~~"

However, when Tiger turned his gaze, he found that the scene on the naval port was somewhat... different from what he had expected.

That great "Lord of Hueco Mundo" foretold a brutal battle between the Navy and the Seven Warlords of the Sea that was about to erupt at Marineford, and could very well become the fuse that ignites widespread chaos across the seas.

At that time, not only will humanity be plunged into endless chaos and war, but the fish-men and mermaid races will also be severely affected. Therefore, Tiger must appear in time at the critical juncture to prevent the discovery of the source of all the disasters.

But where are the people at the naval port?

Tiger's bold and carefree expression froze, and the hero who had been riding the waves almost slipped and fell straight down from the spray in mid-air.

"boom!"

Finally, Tiger arrived at Marineford's naval port in a somewhat disheveled state.

"Is this the legendary 'Great Hero' who challenged Marineford and fought Admiral Kizaru two years ago? He seems... somewhat disappointing..."

Mihawk muttered a comment, his sharp gaze withdrawing from Tiger behind him, and Black Blade Night was put back on his back before he turned and headed in the direction where the other Seven Warlords of the Sea had left.

"Huh? What... what's going on?"

Even now, Tiger still looks a little dazed, wondering if he has missed something.

……

A day later, the latest newspaper was delivered to countless people by countless newsbirds, and the news that the "Seven Warlords of the Sea Conference" was being held in Marineford as scheduled spread throughout the entire sea.

Photos of "The Crying Mantis" Corazon, "The Great Hero" Tiger, "The Pirate Empress" Hancock, "The Tyrant" Kuma, "Hawkeye" Mihawk, "Thor" Enel, and "The Great Pirate" Gecko Moria were also displayed on it.

The reputation of the "Seven Warlords of the Sea" was further elevated to the pinnacle of the sea, pushing the overall situation of the sea to an imperceptible level.

Of course, the newspapers did not record the specific content of the "Seven Warlords of the Sea Conference" in detail, but only gave a brief summary:

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea had a cordial and friendly conversation at the meeting, exchanged opinions fully, and enhanced mutual understanding. Overall, the meeting was a beneficial outcome."

In reality, with these seven pirates, whose stances are ostensibly roundabout and whose personalities are completely different, the Navy dared not expect them to discuss matters calmly and rationally when they came together.

Furthermore, if it weren't for Vice Admiral Garp's presence and Fleet Admiral Sengoku's occasional attendance during the meeting, a renewed battle might have already broken out.

In particular, the three small groups of Corazon, Moria, and Tiger, who are openly affiliated with Hueco Mundo, have aroused the hostility of Hancock, Kuma, and Enel, and are implicitly opposing the small groups of Hueco Mundo.

As for the incredibly aloof Mihawk, it wasn't that he didn't want to choose one side to integrate into, but... both sides seemed to be rejecting him.

Ultimately, this difficult three-day "Seven Warlords of the Sea Conference" ended in discord.

……

"It's over, those guys..." Fleet Admiral Sengoku said with a slight sigh of relief as he watched the Seven Warlords of the Sea depart. (To be continued)

[Chapter 435 Father and Son]

"These great pirates are more arrogant and tyrannical than I imagined, and they also have serious conflicts with each other..."

Meanwhile, Lieutenant General Tsuru, holding a cup of fragrant tea, spoke up: "This shows both good news and bad news."

"Good news?" the Warring States Marshal asked casually.

"That is, these guys don't have the conditions to truly unite, and they won't be able to truly shake the foundation of peace on the sea like those 'sea emperors'."

After taking a sip of tea, Lieutenant General Tsuru spoke.

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea have even split into three smaller groups, with frequent conflicts. In addition, there is no shared interest that can unite them, so the threat is not great."

"Um……"

The Warring States Marshal nodded somewhat absentmindedly, then asked, "What's the bad news?"

"That means it's almost impossible to actually use the power of these Seven Warlords of the Sea to fight against the 'Sea Emperors' in the 'New World'."

Lieutenant General Tsuru slowly gave his assessment.

"With their own selfish goals, they are unlikely to risk their lives for the sake of justice on the sea or the orders of the World Government. Therefore, we can only hope that their reputation can ease the situation on the sea, but... we can't expect any power from them."

The Warring States Marshal pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded in agreement, letting out a helpless sigh.

Now, the clear-headed Fleet Admiral Sengoku even understands that his daughter-in-law, the "Pirate Empress" Boa Hancock, is also involved.