Aside from a very small number of elite trainees, the intensity of the match did not spread, and even the medic who treated Sakazuki did not think there was anything wrong with it.
They are in the navy, and injuries are commonplace for them. None of the current admirals and generals can say that they have never been injured since joining the navy.
The only thing they didn't quite understand was that the lava's body had been scalded.
This little-known matter is not as important as the escort work on the other side of the naval territory.
Under normal circumstances, unless it's a Celestial Dragons patrolling or an escort mission during a World Conference, member states have to pay money to instruct the Navy to do anything.
However, the Navy will also undertake voluntary labor if certain additional circumstances are triggered.
In this place, you can even see the Navy assisting ticket inspectors and security guards in maintaining order at the venue.
"Report to Major General Mitt! The chaos outside has been brought under control. The civilians who tried to take advantage of the chaos to rush into the venue have been intercepted, and the person who instigated the disturbance has been found."
He was a ticket scalper who resold tickets at inflated prices; it's said his scalping activities were discovered by the authorities.
"Alright, that's enough. Lock him up and give him a warning. The concert will last for three hours. Keep up your post, and our mission is over."
Mitt's arm was still the same steel prosthetic, and after getting used to it, he even removed the outer bionic skin.
This doesn't significantly affect functionality; instead, the metallic, mechanical style gives him a cool vibe.
"How is that old guy?"
"As usual, he was chatting happily with the young man next to him in the VIP seats in the front row. Rear Admiral Mito, is that guy really a pirate? I have no feeling about him at all."
"Not only is he a pirate, but he's also a rare and powerful one. Keep an eye on him. As long as he can stay safe, that's better than anything else."
Several years have passed since Redfield's semi-retirement, and the Navy's top brass knows exactly where he is now.
It should be said that the Navy was aware of this, after all, this matter had made headlines in the newspapers a few years ago, but because Redfield was too complacent, most ordinary soldiers had already forgotten about him.
They can still remember this person's name if it is mentioned again, but if no one mentions it, they will just think of him as an ordinary old man.
Rayleigh is basically the same kind of person; if such an unstable element were willing to retire, the World Government would actually be happy to see it happen.
However, the Navy's attitude towards this group was not very friendly. After all, they were pirates in the past. Even though they were much better than those pirates who robbed and destroyed things at will, Redfield and the others could not get rid of the fact that they had been pirates in the past.
Many naval personnel instinctively feel aversion towards such people, even if the other party is truly strong.
New recruits are different. If you randomly grab someone from the street and ask them what the headlines of the newspapers were a few years ago, very few people can answer that.
Unless it has extremely significant commemorative significance, or something as outrageous as a certain football team winning the World Cup, it's hard for people to keep it in their minds.
These naval personnel had a simple mission: to keep the concert running as scheduled and eliminate any destabilizing factors.
"Major General Mitt, I have another question."
"explain."
"After the concert, can we ask the King of Soul for his autograph? Many of my friends like him and have asked me to do it after they heard I was here on a mission."
"Go and queue up yourself after it's over, don't break the rules."
"yes!"
While answering his subordinates' questions, Mitt remained vigilant about his surroundings.
At first, Mitt thought this kind of task was very simple, no different from slacking off, and didn't require much effort.
But later, Mitt realized that he had underestimated the human heart.
Seeing how lavish the concert was, the pirates who wanted to rob it were just ordinary trouble; fists were enough to deal with those guys.
The problem was with the audience; initially, due to underestimating Brooke's popularity, the crowded spectators almost caused a stampede.
There were riots caused by people rushing in without tickets, sasaeng fans sneaking backstage, and all sorts of other messy things that were more complicated than fighting pirates.
The Navy couldn't figure out what could have caused Redfield to suddenly erupt like that.
After all, they still don't understand why Redfield would retire in this way, and even follow the concerts around like a security guard every day.
To prevent any accidents, we might as well do more things.
Inside the concert hall, Redfield was doing things the Navy couldn't understand.
"Uncle, were you at the concert near Ceccheril Island last year?"
During halftime, someone next to Redfield asked a small question.
Those sitting in the front row had a distinctive feature: their faces were painted with skulls, which was considered a mark of Brooke's fans.
Because of this sign, at first glance it even gives the impression of a gang gathering.
Redfield is an exception; his clean-cut face makes him look like an outcast. This has one advantage: at least others can recognize him more easily.
"Yes, I haven't missed a single concert."
"Uncle, you're really something. Tickets for the King of Souls' concert are incredibly hard to get. Some places are too far away and inconvenient to travel to. I've only managed to get them twice in all these years, and I've missed out on so many new songs."
Besides his signature songs, Brooke changes his tour setlist every year. With Oran by his side, Brooke never has to worry about the setlist; he can have as many as he wants.
This gives fans even more reason to follow in Brook's footsteps. According to the customs of this sea and the somewhat abnormal way of thinking, if Brook were to shout one day that he was going to become a pirate, he might actually be able to attract some followers.
"It's not easy to get two chances. My situation is quite special, and you can't replicate it."
As long as he has a helmet to keep him from reading minds, being with a group of people who share the same interests is a relatively pleasant experience for Redfield.
"Major Admiral Mitt, a pirate ship has been spotted to the southeast. Its behavior is unclear."
"Prepare."
"Major Admiral Mitt, that ship was sunk by Princess Leliana. It seems she just happened to be passing by?"
"Alright, don't worry about it. There won't be any problems here. Just consider this operation as a paid vacation."
After hearing the soldier's report, Mitt completely relaxed. The place where the concert was originally held was a relatively peaceful sea area.
If you were to hold a concert in a place like the Devil's Triangle, even if it were free, there might not be any attendees. The warships led by the major general are more than enough to handle 90% of the problems.
The Navy can't send an admiral to specifically oversee the concert. If there's really that kind of madman, then Redfield will have to handle it himself.
Now that Leriana is at the venue, there's even less to worry about.
after a while.
"I'm back!"
After the concert, Leriana followed the island whale back to Piltover, and soon returned to the royal city.
"You're back. What do you think of the new generation in the Navy?"
"Well, Uncle Kuzan is as lazy as ever."
Borsalino didn't realize it, but he's too fast; it would be quite difficult to keep him in check if a real fight broke out.
"Sakazuki's strength is pretty solid; he should be able to get even stronger?"
After recalling the previous battles, Leliana made some summaries.
"Oh, right, Dad, ask Blitz to get me a few more pairs of shoes. I've been wearing out quite a bit lately."
Human form can sometimes cause damage, and shoes lost during intense battles are often hard to find. Plus, shoes can be broken when transforming into a dragon in a moment of excitement. It's time for Lyliana to get some new shoes.
Blitzcrank isn't just limited to synthesizing raw materials; given the right materials, he can also produce finished products directly, making him a veritable all-purpose synthesis factory, comparable to the workbenches of those blocky characters.
"Blitz is in the lab. You can go find him yourself later."
"Okay, by the way, where's Abu? Hasn't he come back yet?"
"The deal with the Revolutionary Army wasted some time, and then he went to Wano Country. It'll probably be another month."
After a brief chat, Lyriana went to replenish her supplies, but in Wano Country, Absalom encountered an unexpected person.
"You stupid lizard, you're actually here? What, did Whitebeard abandon you?"
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle~ I gave up on that old man. He actually punished his own son for that kind of thing. What kind of 'father' is that guy?"
"You really know how to make excuses for yourself. You cause trouble for your captain and then complain that he's not protective enough. It's a real mistake that the princess didn't just strangle you."
The person Absalom met was none other than Gamenio.
After defecting from the Whitebeard Pirates, Gamenne went on the run for a while. The Copy-Copy Fruit is an advanced version of the Imitation Fruit, which can not only copy other people's Devil Fruit abilities, but also copy their faces and physical characteristics.
Using his numerous faces, Gamenho evaded Marco's pursuit several times. If he were to disappear and choose to retire, it would be quite difficult for the Whitebeard Pirates to find him.
As for the Life Card, it's not like an ID card, so everyone has one. Generally, only close friends and relatives would hold each other's Life Cards, and the materials and technology used to make them are quite complicated.
The prisoners in Impel Down were not given life cards. Perhaps they thought that the Golden Lion's escape was just an accident, and that no one could escape from this place, so there was no need for it.
However, Gameño is not the type to be content with solitude, so asking him to quietly live in seclusion would be too much to ask.
Gameno knew he had offended Whitebeard, so he wanted to find a new patron.
Ordinary pirates wouldn't dare accept him, nor would they have any reason to let Gamenho join them.
Considering that it was mentioned on Whitebeard's ship that Whitebeard's younger brother Oden died in Wano Country, and that Whitebeard did not go to Wano Country to take revenge because he was worried about too many casualties, Gameneo ultimately chose to join Kaido.
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