In the evening, a large number of visiting officers were seen off.
After a thorough examination by the doctor revealed no issues.
Sakarski tidied up and returned home.
The house was brightly lit. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Karol, Enel, and Vice Admiral Morris were all at Sakarski's home.
A table laden with steaming hot dishes was laid out.
This atmosphere made Sakarski feel momentarily disoriented.
He quickly regained his composure, a slight curve on his lips as he walked towards the dining table...
After the meal.
Sakarski inquired about the situation over the past six months.
Karol organized his thoughts and began:
"The Sgali Sea Battle resulted in over twenty thousand casualties."
"Due to the shortage of personnel at headquarters."
"Recruitment began early this year."
"The elite class also started ahead of schedule."
"Admiral Zephyr sustained severe injuries in his battle with Roger."
"Leaving him with permanent internal injuries."
"Coupled with the daily need to care for his child, he resigned from his position as Admiral."
"He has transferred to the Marine Headquarters Academy as the chief instructor."
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku went missing during the Sgali Sea Battle."
"However, there have been recent reports of his whereabouts being discovered."
"Vice Admiral Garp has set sail to find him."
"These are the main events at headquarters."
Sakarski nodded:
"What about the pirates?"
Karol continued:
"The pirates have been much more subdued recently."
"Whitebeard is dead, and the Golden Lion's fleet has been largely annihilated."
"Pirates worldwide have scaled back their activities in the past six months."
"The whereabouts of Roger's pirate crew are unknown."
"The Flying Pirates and the Big Mom Pirates are both nursing their wounds."
"Recruiting new subordinates."
"The number of countries applying to join the World Government as member nations has also doubled this year."
"Many weaker nations have even pleaded with the World Government through the newspapers."
"Hoping to be listed as member states."
Sakarski hummed, lost in thought. The three people around him remained silent, not disturbing him.
After a moment, he looked at Vice Admiral Morris:
"Vice Admiral Morris, will Admiral Zephyr's influence on the soldiers' mindset be an issue?"
Vice Admiral Morris sighed softly:
"There will be no significant impact."
"After that incident, Zephyr..."
"has changed a lot."
"Moreover, training and education classes are separate."
"His old ideas won't spread to the soldiers."
"It won't affect the overall situation."
Sakarski nodded:
"That's good."
He then looked at Enel and stood up to walk outside:
"We set sail tomorrow to patrol the four seas."
"Enel, let's see the results of your training."
Karol picked up a Den Den Mushi and issued instructions.
Enel, excited, walked out, with Vice Admiral Morris following behind.
In the courtyard.
Sakarski looked at the spirited young man opposite him, his Haki circulating.
He hesitated, then dispelled his Haki, standing still:
"Attack me with all you've got."
Enel swung the golden staff in his hand.
He suddenly adopted a carefree, mocking demeanor, saying in a sarcastic tone:
"Oh, so scary~ Uncle~"
"Have you ever been struck by lightning~"
As he spoke, he transformed into a lightning-person, preparing to attack Sakarski.
A string snapped in the minds of the three present...
Sakarski's face turned as dark as a pot, and he looked at the two behind him.
The faces of the two behind him were equally dark; they had clearly just learned the truth.
Sakarski, exuding a dangerous aura, looked at Enel.
His dispelled Haki had somehow returned to his fist:
"Enel..."
"Who taught you this!?"
Each word was pronounced distinctly, seemingly containing immense fury.
Enel, unable to miss the implication, realized the gravity of the situation!
He immediately dropped his flippant attitude:
"Ah... this... this..."
He looked pleadingly at Karol and Grandpa Morris.
But he found that they had inexplicably moved from their spots.
Suddenly appearing behind him, he turned to look.
He saw Karol draw the long sword at his waist, his Haki coating it.
Grandpa Morris's fists were also coated with Haki.
Whoosh!
A sound of air being cut through startled Enel, who turned his head back.
Sakarski appeared in front of Enel.
The three had completely surrounded him...
Enel despondently lowered his head.
He slowly released the golden staff in his hand, clasped his head, and crouched down.
"Help me!!!!"
According to incomplete statistics... on that night, fifty percent of the residents of Marineford heard screams.
Some brave individuals went out to investigate but couldn't pinpoint the source of the screams.
It became a great unsolved mystery in Marineford.
Sakarski, who had planned to set sail the next day, changed his itinerary.
He decided to visit the elite class at the Marine Headquarters Academy to provide guidance.
It was said that those with higher strength received more pointers.
Especially this year's user of the Logia-type Glint-Glint Fruit, known as a monster, Borsalino.
It was rumored he was hospitalized for three days.
After being discharged, his strength soared, earning praise from Admiral Zephyr.
He invited Sakarski to visit more often.
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The next day, at the port of Marineford, Marine Headquarters.
Vice Admiral Morris, with a bruised and swollen Enel, saw Sakarski off.
They waved goodbye.
After half a year away, the soldiers seemed to have found their anchor in Sakarski.
They were exceptionally excited.
When Sakarski announced an evening banquet, their enthusiasm for training intensified.
On the deck.
Barrett's physique had grown even more robust, showing a hint of his future self.
Though still quite raw.
Sakarski smiled:
"Come on, Barrett."
"Let's spar."
Barrett was stunned.
Then, he too became somewhat excited:
"Yes!"