Countless News Coos flew across the seas, scattering newspapers like snowflakes, spreading the news of the attack on Mariejois, the Holy Land.
In an instant, the news spread like a virus. The media world was in a frenzy; the World Government couldn't conceal it even if they wanted to.
This incident was too big, and with thousands of slaves escaping from Mariejois, even the World Government couldn't cover it up.
At the same time, the name Fisher Tiger instantly spread throughout the world, making countless people aware of a man who climbed the Red Line with his bare hands and stormed the World Government's headquarters.
He infiltrated the heavily guarded Mariejois, the Holy Land, alone, not only setting fires wantonly but also releasing all the slaves, and finally, he simply walked away.
This was tantamount to tearing off the World Government's and Celestial Dragons' faces and then stomping on them.
The entire world was in an uproar! The seas were stirred!
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Inside the Marine base on Grove 66 of the Sabaody Archipelago, Cross sprawled lazily on an office sofa chair, his legs crossed, holding several newspapers, including the World Economy News Paper and the Times.
It was rare to see the headlines of these newspapers so uniformly identical. The last time something similar happened was, if he recalled correctly, during the execution of the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger.
Early this morning, the bigwigs from Marine Headquarters rushed to Mariejois for a meeting. Major branches too far away connected via video Den Den Mushi. It was safe to say that aside from the Marines who physically arrived in Mariejois, officers with the rank of Captain and above from all major branches remotely attended the Mariejois meeting.
However, as a mere Major, Cross, being a new recruit, wasn't qualified to attend the prestigious Mariejois meeting. But even without attending, he had a rough idea of the meeting's agenda.
It would likely revolve around demanding that Marine Headquarters exert its full effort to capture Fisher Tiger and the escaped slaves.
Thinking further, the 'Mariejois Attack Incident' was bound to embolden ambitious individuals across the seas.
Pirates would once again cause a surge in activity, and some might even imitate Fisher Tiger, attempting another attack on Mariejois.
Therefore, the World Government would certainly order Marine Headquarters to fill the vacant Admiral positions to prevent similar incidents from happening again, ensuring that an Admiral with overwhelming power could arrive immediately to quell any uprising.
Another topic would be the members of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. The Five Elders might also urge Marine Headquarters at this meeting to quickly recommend several pirates for the position to balance the increasingly chaotic and out-of-control seas.
In short, Cross speculated that these would be the main points of discussion at today's Mariejois meeting.
As for the severe dereliction of duty by the Holy Land Guard Corps and whether anyone would be imprisoned or directly executed, Cross wasn't entirely sure if such matters would be discussed in the meeting.
Regardless, after this 'Mariejois Attack Incident,' the Holy Land Guard Corps was definitely due for a major overhaul, and the Five Elders would inevitably punish those negligent generals.
"Haaah… yawn…"
Cross stretched lazily, feeling drowsy.
He had been busy all night, suppressing unruly criminals across the Sabaody Archipelago like a firefighter. He had killed several hundred pirates alone, and nearly a thousand other criminals, including gang members and human traffickers, making it his most lethal operation yet.
However, Cross felt no regret or remorse; in fact, he felt it was necessary.
Thanks to his decisive actions, the chaos on the Sabaody Archipelago was quickly resolved, and the loss of life and property for the civilians was minimized.
Consequently, rumors spread across the Sabaody Archipelago that a messenger of justice, riding a silver giant eagle, would appear at night to specifically slay evildoers.
Later, these rumors morphed into several modified versions. The ultimate evolved version was used by adults to scare disobedient children, claiming that the messenger on the silver giant eagle would appear at night, not only killing evil criminals but also snatching away naughty children to feed to the silver giant eagle.
Cross found this quite amusing, yet also a bit exasperating, when he later heard about it.
Knock, knock, knock~
Suddenly, a knock came from the office door. A young Marine opened the door, saluted Cross seriously, and said, "The Impel Down prison ship has arrived, Major Cross. Shall we begin the transfer of prisoners?"
"Is that so? Excellent!"
Cross's face lit up with joy. He quickly stood up and headed outside, muttering to himself, "Once these delinquents are gone, I can finally relax… Should I go to a hot spring, or get a massage… It's a tough decision!"
It turned out that last night, Cross not only collaborated with the Sabaody Archipelago garrison to kill many unruly criminals but also captured several hundred, who were now being held at the Marine base on Grove 66.
However, the Marines were currently very busy and had no time to transport these prisoners to jail, so they had to contact the jailers from Impel Down and have them come for the escort themselves.
Shortly after, Cross arrived at the Marine base's port and saw a massive ship, resembling a small mountain, docked in the harbor. It was almost as large as a Marine Battleship.
"I'm Hannyabal, Chief Warden of Impel Down… Ah! My apologies, I accidentally revealed my ambition! I'm the Vice Warden of Impel Down. Pleased to make your acquaintance!"
A man with a hannya mask-like face, wearing an Egyptian pharaoh-style headdress, and with a bulging belly like an ogre, stood before Cross, holding a plain iron trident in his left hand and extending his right hand forward.
Listening to the man's words, Cross was somewhat speechless but still shook his hand, forcing a smile. "I'm Major Amphitrite Cross. Vice Warden Hannyabal, a jailer who doesn't aspire to be the Chief Warden isn't a good jailer. I believe you'll become the Chief Warden of Impel Down in the future!"
"Haha~ You're absolutely right! I love that saying!" Hannyabal nodded repeatedly, beaming with delight.
"Alright, Vice Warden Hannyabal, there are 641 criminals in total. I'll leave them to you." Cross coughed lightly, quickly getting to the point.
"Don't worry, Major Cross, I'll safely deliver them all to my Impel Down… Ah, I misspoke! Saying 'mine' revealed my ambition!" Hannyabal said stiffly, "This Chief Warden… ah, I misspoke again! Chief Warden Magellan is waiting at Impel Down, there will be no mistakes!"
Cross's facial muscles twitched. He helplessly waved his hand. "Of course, we trust Impel Down. Well then, let's proceed with the handover, Vice Warden Hannyabal."
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