The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

"So, you're asking me to completely relocate the navy's power center and political symbol to the New World?"

"Otherwise, given his character and scheming, it would have been impossible for him to achieve such brilliant results."

"And yet they remain so content in the G-10 integration territory, completely unconcerned that the World Government might take advantage of the power transition to manipulate him and hinder him..."

"Because, as long as the core strength and political symbol of the Marine Headquarters remain in the first half of the Grand Line, under the watchful eye of the World Government..."

They will always have excuses and channels to interfere and meddle.

But once headquarters moves to the New World, especially to the area under his G-10's influence, hehe..."

He smiled but didn't continue.

At the same time, the Warring States period neither acknowledged nor denied it.

The goat, having finished eating the paper, continued to gnaw on the marshal's cloak, a symbol of past glory.

With a glorious victory and the end of the old era, Guern exchanged the Warring States period for a "temporary relocation" that was actually a "shift in the center of power."

The World Government can temporarily preserve Sengoku's "face," but the true strength and future direction of the Navy...

Under Gern's will, it has irreversibly... sailed towards a new world.

Sengoku slowly leaned back in his chair, his gaze distant, and replied, "Little Crane, we... are getting old."

Then, she sighed softly, "This is something that can't be stopped."

“If you don’t give it to him, he will come and get it himself.”

With his current power, prestige, and methods, once he truly decides to take it himself...

That situation... was beyond the control of an old man like me.

After saying that, Sengoku pointed to the sea outside the window that belonged to the new world.

"Therefore, my designation of G-1 in the New World as the temporary headquarters is also a clear signal to Guern."

Let him focus on his own affairs: consolidating his territory and dealing with the Four Emperors.

"And I... will keep the promise I made to him."

“If that’s the case…” Tsuru frowned slightly and raised a crucial question: “Should we completely abandon the order and defense of the first half of the Grand Line (Paradise)?”

That's the crucial waterway connecting the Four Seas to Enies Lobby and Impel Down.

Sengoku shook his head, a complex expression on his face that seemed to be both a test and a genuine relinquishment of power.

"That depends on that kid Gern's specific arrangements and methods."

This is also a chance for me to give him a chance to govern, to see if he really has the ability to coordinate the overall situation, and not just to dominate the new world.

If he can't even maintain the balance in the first half of the Grand Line, leading to rampant pirates and widespread public resentment..."

A sharp glint flashed in Sengoku's eyes. "Then I, the 'temporary' marshal, will not easily become his puppet and let him do as he pleases."

At the very least, before I actually hand over the reins, I need to make sure the successor has the qualifications and ability.

Crane nodded, understanding Sengoku's deeper meaning. After all, Kong had tested Sengoku in the same way back then.

He then raised the most practical concern: "The pressure from the World Government is probably not small."

They would never be happy to see Marine Headquarters leave their direct control and relocate to the New World.

Upon hearing this question, Sengoku laughed instead, reaching for the marshal's cloak on the table, its edges tattered from being gnawed by a goat.

It was as if he was holding onto his last remaining bargaining chip, his tone carrying an almost shameless nonchalance.

"I'll hold them off for now!"

"After all, from now on, the only 'Marshal' that the World Government can order around at will and summon to the Holy Land to hold them accountable is probably me!"

"And I..." Sengoku sneered, "will also be the last one!"

After saying that, Sengoku shook the cloak in his hand, "Besides, didn't you say that they (the World Government) are not short of money?"

The Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land squander money at every single banquet…

A sly smile appeared on Sengoku's face.

"Therefore, this time, I will use the pretext of rebuilding Marineford, relocating headquarters, compensating the wounded and injured, strengthening the defense of the New World, and a whole host of other pretexts to make a huge demand!"

"Weapons and equipment, funding for warships, soldiers' pensions, base construction funds... we'll take as much as we can!"

"This can be considered the last time that I, as the marshal who still holds real power, will truly seek benefits for all the soldiers!"

Having said that, he draped the marshal's cloak over himself and walked away.

Chapter 484 Promote their name, diminish their power, solidify their enemies, and sever their roots.

Holy Land, Mary Geoise, Hall of Power

Just as Sengoku had predicted, he submitted a list of astronomical figures covering massive expenditures on reconstruction, relocation, pensions, and military equipment.

The five world leaders, with almost no hesitation, demonstrated unprecedented “generosity” and “efficiency.”

As the financial god of war, Izanbaron V. Nassjuro Sei almost immediately agreed!

We'll give you whatever you need: funds, supplies, policy support—everything will go smoothly!

Even half of this year's Heavenly Gold was allocated to the Warring States!

The only condition is that Sengoku must remain in the position of marshal and must not resign at this moment.

Only after Sengoku left the hall of power with a "satisfied" reply did the heavy door slowly close.

The seemingly harmonious and supportive atmosphere in the hall instantly froze.

The five men's faces darkened almost simultaneously, their previous "generosity" seeming to be nothing more than a mask they had to wear out of necessity.

"How are preparations going with Sakazuki?"

Izambalon V. Nassshurou broke the silence with a cold question in his voice.

Supporting Akainu to power was a pre-planned strategy, as he believed in "absolute justice."

A marshal who is easy to predict and control is the pawn that best serves their interests.

“The injuries will take time to heal, but my will... is even stronger,” Topman Vochuli replied.

"However, unexpectedly, the hero Garp's intervention actually made Gern a success."

After all, a naval hero attacking a naval admiral has a significant impact, and Gern, by sheer chance, became the sole representative of naval spirit!

“Therefore, we must ensure that the Warring States period temporarily stabilizes its position,” Shepard X. Pitt Saint interjected, emphasizing with apprehension.

"We must not let Gern seize the position of Marshal!"

His current prestige within the Navy... is terrifyingly high!

The power Gern displayed at Marineford, the reasons behind Garp's actions, and his final gesture of leading the entire army were broadcast throughout the world via video Den Den Mushi and newspapers.

Its influence among the lower and middle ranks of the navy has reached its peak; in other words...

With a wave of her hand, she commands a hundred responses!

This kind of personal prestige is the last thing world governments want to see.

"However, isn't 'Tianzhen' too quiet right now?"

At this moment, Marcus Mazsan frowned and raised a crucial question.

"A month has passed now, and there has been almost no movement."

Logically, with such a great victory, Gern should strike while the iron is hot, actively intervene in the affairs of his own department, or even directly force him to resign.

This unusual silence was unsettling.

Faced with this question, Jaigolusia Satan calmly provided the latest intelligence relayed by CP0.

"According to CP's intelligence, he is currently doing his best to absorb and digest the power left behind by Whitebeard in the New World, and he is extremely busy."

After finishing speaking, he paused, then added, his tone tinged with relief.

"Especially, 'Big Mom' Charlotte Linlin, 'Beasts' Kaido, and even the recently departed 'Red-Haired' Shanks."

And Wang Zhi, along with the remnants of Blackbeard Teach's forces whose fates are unknown, are like sharks smelling blood, trying to get a piece of this huge cake.

"That man... seems to be completely tied up."

"Is that so...?"

"By the way, Satan." Shepard X. Pitt then changed the subject, asking Satan, who was in charge of scientific defense.

"How is the research progressing on Vegapunk's side?"

After all, the World Government has invested enormous sums of money and resources in developing the 'Pacifista' project.

Upon hearing this, the gazes of the other three Elders—Topman Vochuli Saint, Marcus Maz Saint, and Izambaron V. Nassshuro Saint—all turned to focus on Satan.

This crucial project, concerning future military power, has always been a core focus of their attention.

When asked, Satan rested his hands firmly on his cane in front of him and said in a calm voice...

"The news coming back from Vegapunk is that the progress is acceptable."

However, to fully perfect and achieve large-scale combat capability, further optimization, collection, and analysis of combat data are needed... at least another two years.

After reporting the progress, he seemed to remember something, his tone revealing dissatisfaction, and he gave a cold snort.

"Hmph! Actually, if we had been able to successfully obtain Bartholomew Big Bear's Bakania-specific, practically perfect, physical structure data back then..."

We could have used Kizaru's lasers to create the first-generation 'Pacifistas' long ago, then mass-produced them to form immediate combat power!

After saying that, he tapped the ground lightly with his cane and complained, "Instead of being like this!"

Forced to initiate a more complex project, relying on so-called 'green blood' technology and created by imitating individual members of the Seven Warlords of the Sea... the 'Seraph' Project!

Clearly, Bartholomew Big Bear's intervention with Ingen disrupted their initial plans, forcing them to take this more time-consuming and laborious technical route.

"It's nothing." Nasujurou, who was holding the first generation Kitetsu, seemed relatively calm upon hearing this. He waved his hand and reassured everyone, "It's just a matter of waiting."

After speaking, he glanced at everyone present, "After all, if we force them any further, it might provoke the 'Calamities' under that man's command to take action."

If we let him attack the Holy Land again like he did back then... we won't be able to handle the situation."

The "Holy Land Incident" orchestrated by Gern back then served as a lesson that should make them cautious when it comes to touching Gern's core interests.

Now that Big Bear is under Gern's command, it's impossible for him to take it by force.

"That's fine then."

"Wait patiently for the success of Project Seraph."

"At that time, we will also have a top-level fighting force that is strong enough and absolutely loyal enough to cope with many changes."

"If that's the case, then what about Tianzhen's situation...?"

Topman Vochuli Saint narrowed his eyes, "We should take this opportunity to launch our plan as well."

After all, given past experience, the Warring States period doesn't seem to be on our side; we can't let him control everything alone.

“That’s natural.” Marcus Mazsan took a sip of his tea. “I’ve already sent CP0 to fetch that bird, Morgans!”

After all, he had previously defied the World Government's orders to report so much news.

This time, we'll let him report whatever he wants, as long as he reports seriously, and we'll cooperate with his reporting.

At this point, the five elders exchanged a knowing smile; all five were seasoned political veterans!

They are all too familiar with the art of subtle political maneuvering!

It's nothing more than...

“Promote their name, strip them of their power, solidify their enemies, and sever their roots.”

However, this time, the five of them were not sitting and watching, but stepping onto the field.

Chapter 485 My Blueprint

Meanwhile, the New World

On a war-torn island on the edge of the sea area formerly controlled by Whitebeard.

The remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates, led by Marco, did not choose to go into complete hiding. Instead, fueled by vengeful rage, they actively searched for the Blackbeard Pirates.