The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

As Sakaski didn't want to change the status quo for someone he respected from the bottom of his heart, he could only respond with silence. Now was not the time to resolve the matter with Illya.

If the two had too much contact, the only one who would get hurt would be the child. Admiral Akainu's heart had been hurt enough, and he didn't want to repeat the same mistake again.

Marshal Altria looked at the wooden expressions on the faces of her subordinates. This topic could only be touched upon briefly. Some knots had to be untied by the parties involved themselves. No amount of persuasion from outsiders would have much effect. Moreover, Sakaski himself was a stubborn person who liked to dwell on trivial matters and would not turn back until he hit a wall.

"The annual military and financial meeting is about to begin. You two should give me some new ideas at that time. I don't want to hear the same arguments repeated in previous years."

Ever since Artoria Pendragon became the Admiral of the Navy, every year when this day approaches, most of the senior naval officials will gather in the conference room to discuss the issues collectively.

Make it clear at once what can and cannot be said. Each organization within the Navy must make an annual summary. Military intelligence and finance are the top priorities. Without either pillar, the new Navy system will not be able to stand on two legs.

By then, the Navy Headquarters will gather twelve admirals, and the military fortress Rome will be under martial law. It will be a moment when the Navy's strength is the strongest. Pirate groups will hardly choose this time to cause trouble. Even in the nearby Sabaody Archipelago, the crime rate will drop sharply in the next few days.

The Sixth Naval Headquarters Military Conference, the name sounds very formal, but most of the time in such occasions, people tend to quarrel. Although the twelve admirals have to bow to the Navy Marshal, their relationships with each other are different.

It is very common for admirals who share the same sense of justice to form small groups and factions behind the scenes. This is something that the old naval system could not avoid, and the new naval system is no exception.

Even though Sakaski commanded the Royal Guards, he himself was the largest faction within the Navy, and the Royal Guards were the base camp of the radicals within the Navy.

If one wants to completely eliminate the personal influence of a navy admiral, unless the navy admiral disappears physically, humans are born to like to rely on strong people and gather around strong people to gain a sense of identity and security. The voice of the chosen strong person will expand day by day.

Fortunately, Artoria Pendragon has become the Navy Admiral. If Sakaski takes over as the Navy Admiral, there may be only one voice left within the Navy, and people who disagree with him will not be able to work and survive under him.

This is certainly a good thing for naval radicals, but the navy who uphold other views of justice will most likely be squeezed out of the mainstream team and eventually be relegated to a naval base for life.

The conflict between Kuzan and Sakaski is irreconcilable. If one of them clearly has the upper hand, the other may have to withdraw from the navy. The navy cannot accept the loss of a high-end combat force, and cultivating a super powerful opponent for one's own forces is an extremely stupid thing to do.

Esdeath has already decided that she will make a more thrilling war speech at the sixth military meeting. She now feels that the navy is still too conservative. Sometimes, as a woman, she even feels that Admiral Akainu's views are a bit conservative.

"That girl Wendy ran away and never came back. Could she have gone to Marijoa again?"

This sadistic war maniac quietly changed the subject and shifted the work content to Admiral Tianlong. Esdeath didn't want to talk about work while eating, or to be more precise, she didn't want to talk about work in front of Altria.

"Wendy went to the holy land of Marijoa to look for her."

As Admiral Akainu finished speaking, the shot in the navy cafeteria came to an end, and the sky curtain moved the main perspective to Marijoa, the holy land of the Celestial Dragons. On a lawn near Pangu City, today's afternoon tea session of the Gods was beginning.

There are several Celestial Dragon slaves in maid outfits, preparing for today's afternoon tea, some serving food, some setting the table, some mixing fresh juice, and some checking for debris on the nearby lawn. These slaves are actively responding to their master's tasks, fearing that they would make a mistake and suffer the consequences.

"Dad, how do you feel about the sunshine today? This is the place with the widest view in Marijoa. I always stop here. I really want to build a house here so that we can live together."

A sexy lady with pink hair and a hot body began to talk to herself in front of her adoptive father, facing a cyborg that could never respond to her. Even the slaves were accustomed to these daily routines and would not question their masters' interests and hobbies.

Character Notes: Deputy Commander of the Knights of God, Miss Multiverse-X. Bonnie

The cyborg in front of him who could never respond to a woman was none other than the former Shichibukai Bartholomew Kuma. The ball of flesh on his palm was his iconic body structure, and there was no trace of humanity in his huge body. He had completely lost any emotions and memories, and had become a cold tool that only knew how to obey orders.

The tyrant bear had no expression on his face and just sat quietly on the chair following his master's orders. However, his adopted daughter Bonnie thought that this was enough. As long as the father and daughter would not be separated again, it didn't matter what dirty place they stayed in.

There was a white dot in the sky flying towards here, and the speed of the other party was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, Bonnie could see the full appearance of the visitor, which was a giant white dragon covered with feathers. Wendy, her good friend, finally came as promised, and the time for afternoon tea was just right.

The white dragon slowly descended from the sky, and a gentle breeze blew across the grass. This was a gentle dragon that did not want to cause trouble to anyone. The devil fruit user quickly eliminated his beast transformation in front of everyone, and a girl with twin ponytails quietly appeared.

"Bonnie, I'm not late this time. I was delayed a bit by meeting Admiral Akainu on the way."

As the host of this banquet, Bonnie doesn't mind. As long as General Tianlong can come to Mary Geoise to find her, the two people who share the same suffering can still be good friends and have endless common topics to talk about.

Bonnie invited Wendy to sit down quickly, and then ordered the slaves to bring all the prepared cakes to Admiral Tianlong for his tasting. The food of the Tianlong people is definitely better than that of the navy, and it was like this in the past and it is still like this now.

The silent bear sitting at the side also got a piece of cake from his adopted daughter. Although Bonnie knew that the daughter would never be able to open her mouth to enjoy the food, she still kept the habit of sharing things.

The adopted daughter believes that her adoptive father is still a complete human being and should treat Bartholomew Bear like a normal person.

Wendy couldn't help but feel sad when she saw this scene, but the words of comfort were stuck in her mouth. Her best friend was more optimistic than her. The strong Bonnie didn't need anyone to comfort her.