"Saint Mars, we've been attacked!"
The Den Den Mushi transformed into a burly man who immediately began screaming in terror as soon as the call connected.
"Who are they? Don't they know that's a slave market tacitly approved by the World Government?"
Saint Mars's eyes gleamed with a fierce aura.
As the person in charge of managing labor in the World Government, the laborers under his command were roughly divided into two parts: one part consisted of the population used by member states to offset the Heavenly Tribute, and the other part consisted of slaves acquired by non-affiliated countries.
Ross and Saturn exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning.
There were many slave markets in non-affiliated countries, but the slave markets controlled by Saint Mars were basically the largest. Most people knew that these markets were related to the World Government, but no one expected that someone would dare to touch them.
"They claim to be a revolutionary army, and that they want to free all slaves for freedom and liberation," the man said in horror.
"Revolutionary Army? I don't care what that is, I only care about the final result. If you can't hand over this year's slaves, you know the consequences."
Saint Mars hung up the phone immediately. He didn't want to hear anything more about an organization he'd never heard of.
In private, he would have been willing to listen a little longer, but now not only was Saint Saturn present, but also his junior Ross.
If they were to continue, the Marcus family would lose all face.
"I'll go announce the results of the Celestial Hunt now, then Ross, you can set off," Saint Mars said with a stern face.
"Do you need my help?" Saint Saturn asked calmly.
"No need. It's an organization I've never heard of. I don't think it has any strong members. CP0 alone is enough. There's no need for the Marine to take action."
Saint Mars snorted coldly, stood up, and gave CP0 a look.
CP0 understood and quickly rushed towards Tigrana Island. Since Saint Mars had said that he would announce the results, it was natural that he would recall all the other Celestial Dragons.
As for the remaining slaves and pirates on the island, there would be people specifically tasked with dealing with them.
"The revolutionary army..."
Ross seemed to be deep in thought.
He hadn't expected the Revolutionary Army to act so quickly. Only six months had passed since the Ohara incident, and Dragon's ideology had only just begun to change, yet they had already started targeting non-affiliated countries.
Most of the non-affiliated countries were more like slave markets or primitive tribes than nations, with regimes changing hands almost daily.
Such a place, unprotected by the navy and the world government, was indeed suitable for rapid development.
Moreover, if it didn't go too far, it probably wouldn't even raise the alarm of the world government.
Don't be fooled by Saint Mars's anger just now; it was mostly because he lost face in front of them, rather than because he truly believed the Revolutionary Army was worth his full effort.
If they hadn't added fuel to the fire later, Saint Mars probably wouldn't have kept bringing it up.
Thinking of this, Ross's lips curled up slightly, and he flicked his index finger casually.
A few drops of seawater flew from his fingertips and landed precisely near Saint Saturn's jawbone.
Saturn glanced at Ross but didn't react much. Two mere drops of seawater wouldn't have much of an effect on him.
"Grandpa, the Revolutionary Army is an organization founded by Dragon. According to information from within the Marine, Kuzan, Garp, and Sengoku may all have connections to this organization."
"Hm?"
Although he could hear the sound, Saturn was certain that Ross hadn't spoken; however, he could feel the vibrations of the two drops of seawater.
Saint Saturn knew that Ross didn't want Saint Mars to hear their conversation, so he simply gave Ross a look, asking him what he wanted to do.
He knew far more about the Revolutionary Army than Saint Mars did; he had been informed of their formation from the very beginning, given Garp's sensitive identity.
However, since the revolutionary army did nothing for the time being, he did nothing else either.
Garp and Dragon were both top-tier fighters, and killing them wouldn't be easy. As long as they didn't threaten the World Government's rule, he could turn a blind eye.
But when he heard that Kuzan was also connected with Sengoku, Saturn became restless.
Four top-tier fighters—that was quite a force, comparable to the Rocks Pirates back then.
"Whatever they want to do, since they've offended Saint Mars, let him deal with it. However, you'll need to repeatedly mention the relationship between Dragon and the Marine to get him to take the initiative to stop this."
Ross remained unfazed. His technique was simple: he used the vibrations of seawater to conduct the sound through bone, directly transmitting it into Saint Saturn's mind.
Although the technique was simple, he and Gion had practiced together for three months to ensure the privacy of the call, so that they could accurately convey any thought.
However, he did it through seawater, while Gion did it through her own blood.
After listening, Saint Saturn pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, which was considered his agreement.
He never intended to deal with the Revolutionary Army; more important than the threat posed by the Revolutionary Army was protecting Ross.
He had seen Ross's abilities, but Ross was still very weak and needed enough time to grow.
Seeing Saturn's nod, Ross also smiled.
The affairs of the revolutionary army could be considered both major and minor.
For at least 20 years, the revolutionary army would not be able to cause any major trouble.
However, considering the future, he certainly could not let it develop unchecked.
It was a pity that he didn't have enough strength right then, otherwise he would have already crushed the revolutionary army.
Just like he had said before, no matter how much he competed with the World Government, it was still an internal struggle. If he lost, he would just lie down and give up; if he won, he would win the Five Elders and even the Throne of Heaven.
But the Revolutionary Army was different; they were going to take the lives of the Celestial Dragons.
Moreover, just based on what he had already done, it was probably enough for the revolutionary army to sentence him to death.
Since they were already enemies, they would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.
Ross smiled and walked step by step toward the bow of the ship.
By this time, the remaining Celestial Dragons had returned to the beach, and the World Government's ships slowly approached the shore. Saint Mars stood at the bow, his authoritative voice echoing throughout the beach:
The Celestial Hunt is over!
"The one who performed the most outstandingly in this Celestial Hunt..."
"Jaygarcia Saint Ross!"
The Celestial Dragons below, upon hearing this name, all wilted like eggplants after a frost.
News of Ross and Shamrock spread like wildfire on the very first day.
Those Celestial Dragons who made the bet with Ross had been killing each other like madmen these past few days, desperate for a sliver of hope of victory.
Now they all looked at Saint Mars with hopeful eyes, waiting for him to announce the result of their bet.
They killed for three whole days; there was no way they could have killed fewer than Ross killed in an hour.
"Saint Mars, please announce the result of our bet with Saint Ross."
Below, a middle-aged Celestial Dragon shouted loudly.
Before he could finish speaking, many people echoed his sentiments.
Even knowing they might lose, they still wanted a result.
"52 idiots!"
Looking down at the ordinary Celestial Dragons with their various expressions, Saint Mars gave a cold snort:
"The result is beyond doubt. Whether in terms of numbers or quality, all 52 of you idiots combined are no match for Saint Ross alone!"
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