Thinking of the World Government, Sengoku's eyes lit up.
Oh right, how could he forget the biggest patron?
The Marines are genuinely working for the World Government this time, and now that they've encountered a problem, you should at least show some support.
With this thought, Sengoku no longer hesitated and directly dialed the transponder snail in the Room of Authority.
The call was quickly connected, and Warcury's two distinct handlebar mustaches were vividly mimicked by the transponder snail:
"What is it again, Sengoku?"
Warcury's attitude was not good, clearly annoyed at being disturbed.
But Sengoku couldn't care less at this moment and immediately said:
"Five Elders, Garp has already obtained the Ope-Ope no Mi and is currently on Minion Island in the North Blue, but he has encountered some difficulties..."
Immediately after, Sengoku began to describe the predicament Garp was facing for the third time.
"Iron Fist Garp..."
Warcury's emotionless voice came from the other end of the transponder snail again:
"So he has already obtained the Ope-Ope no Mi, but is being tied down by the scum of the sea?"
"Yes, Five Elders. The situation is critical; we need immediate support."
Sengoku said in a deep voice, emphasizing the words "immediate" and "support."
There was silence on the other end of the transponder snail for a few seconds.
"Understood."
Warcury's voice remained flat:
"We will send someone to handle it."
No explanation, no promise, as if it were merely a routine official matter.
Sengoku was stunned. Just as he was about to ask who would be sent and how they would provide support, the transponder snail had already closed its eyes.
Did he just... hang up?
He held the receiver, momentarily speechless.
Sengoku had originally hoped to get some specific information about the support forces from the Five Elders, but they just threw out a "Understood, we will send someone to handle it" and then cut off communication, which was infuriatingly abrupt.
"These old foxes..."
He cursed under his breath, then helplessly put down the transponder snail.
Turning to the window, he looked at the gloomy sky outside, his brows furrowed into a knot.
Sending people from Mary Geoise would be too late; he knew this, and the Five Elders knew it even better.
Yet, their attitude didn't seem feigned; that unquestionable certainty made it seem like they truly had other arrangements.
He made this call mainly to see if the World Government had any combat power nearby.
It didn't need to be too high-level, just enough to help; after all, it would be World Government personnel dying.
But these old guys didn't tell him anything.
"Could it be..."
Sengoku's pupils contracted as he thought of a possibility.
As soon as the transponder snail hung up, the usual silence in the Room of Authority was broken.
"So, the Ope-Ope no Mi is now in Garp's hands?"
Saturn looked at Warcury, as if confirming his ears weren't deceiving him.
Warcury, with a hint of impatience, threw the transponder snail onto the table:
"The Marines are becoming more and more useless!"
"A single Devil Fruit can make them flustered!"
St. V. Nusjuro stopped wiping his sword, looked up at everyone, the tip of his blade glinting with a cold light under the lamp:
"Whether Garp lives or dies is irrelevant to the bigger picture; it would be best if he died there!"
"But that Ope-Ope no Mi... absolutely cannot have any mishaps!"
"Agreed!"
Peter gently tapped the smooth tabletop with his finger, producing a dull sound:
"Even if we can't ensure the Ope-Ope no Mi returns to us without fail, we must at least ensure it doesn't fall into the hands of those scumbags of the sea! Otherwise, it could cause untold trouble!"
Mars stood in the shadows, his slender figure appearing somewhat eerie:
"Conventional methods are already too late."
"What's needed is a force that can arrive instantly and possess absolute suppressive power."
"You mean... deploy the God's Knights?"
Saturn frowned; he felt that having Garling send people for the Ope-Ope no Mi seemed a bit inappropriate.
The God's Knights are an important force protecting the Celestial Dragons. While the Ope-Ope no Mi is important, it's not *that* important, as they are already immortal. They just need to ensure it doesn't fall into other people's hands.
In this situation, Saturn believed it was overkill and would expose the existence of the God's Knights.
However, Mars had a different view:
"Garp and those pirates already know about the God's Knights. As for the others..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood his meaning.
It simply meant eliminating Sakazuki, Issho, and the young Marines Garp brought with him after acquiring the Ope-Ope no Mi.
As long as all witnesses were eliminated, it would be a perfect covert mission!
In just a few words, the fate of five top powerhouses was decided.
Of course, whether these people would be willing to act according to their plan was another matter.
After all, plans change faster than they're made, and it wasn't the first time the Five Elders had encountered unexpected events.
After completing the discussion, Warcury pressed a button by the table.
Soon after, a servant, head bowed, quickly entered with small, hurried steps and knelt on the ground:
"Five Elders, what are your commands?"
The servant's appearance was like that of a palace maid or eunuch in a court drama.
The Five Elders were accustomed to this; St. V. Nusjuro had even resumed wiping his sword.
Warcury didn't even look at the servant, but simply commanded:
"Go and invite Saint Garling over; tell him we have an urgent matter for him."
"Yes, Five Elders!"
The servant stood up, backed out of the room, and only after reaching the doorway did he bow again before turning and leaving, his respectful etiquette leaving no room for fault.
Not long after, Garling walked into the Room of Authority with the same swagger as Doflamingo, looking full of vigor.
He had been in a very good mood lately.
His son had been found and had also received approval from Imu, which made him look very good in front of Imu.
Although this son hadn't fully adapted to his identity yet and had run off to sea with those pirates.
But Garling firmly believed that no one could resist the luxurious life of Mary Geoise and the temptation of eternal life.
Let Shanks play if he wants; once all his scummy friends are dead, he'll naturally know where his true home is.
So, upon arriving at the Room of Authority, Garling didn't wait for the Five Elders to greet him; he directly sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and got straight to the point:
"What's the rush in finding me?"
"What problem do you need me to solve for you again?"
Looking at the smugness in Garling's eyes and his tone of voice, the Five Elders were somewhat displeased.
What do you mean 'again'?
As if we often ask you for help with problems!
How many issues can your God's Knights possibly have? And how many issues have we handled?
Christopher's rebellion last time, strictly speaking, was us solving a problem for *you*!
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