Sing

"You can investigate it yourself! We are not in the headquarters now, you can do what I can!" Sengoku shouted at Garp.

"No, you are an Admiral, your position is higher than mine. You can definitely find something I have no access to."

Garp's indifferent tone made Sengoku speechless. In the headquarters, everyone knew that Garp was basically no different from an Admiral.

"... I will pass the news to the headquarters, let's leave it to Fleet Admiral. More importantly, I am very curious about the power used by No. 3. Tell me in detail," said Sengoku.

When Sengoku brought up No. 3, Garp immediately became serious, "I didn't fight him head-on. He simply used his power on Bullet during my fight with Bullet from a distance, or maybe he mixed his power into Bullet's punch."

"From a distance?"

"It looks a bit like Color of Arms Haki's emission, but that's not exactly. It should be... the power of the demon. In short, he is very strong." Garp said in a deep voice.

No. 3 was indeed worthy of Garp's praise. After all, the gap between the Marine officers was quite big. On average, the gap between a Vice Admiral and an Admiral was as big as the gap between ordinary people and a Vice Admiral.

Although No. 3 barely made a move, Garp believed that ordinary Marines were no match for him.

"Don't worry, we have some Cipher Pol on the island." Sengoku said in a low voice, "They will step in if necessary."

"How long until you arrive?" Garp did not want to talk about the Cipher Pol, so he changed the topic.

"Two more days. In the meantime, you should investigate who Bullet had been in contact with before the incident."

"Hell no! If you want to do it, then do it yourself! I will continue searching for Bullet." Garp said.

"Wait Garp! Hello?" Sengoku heard this and said angrily. Unfortunately, Garp had already hung up.

"... " Sengoku looked at Den Den Mushi and shook his head.

"Forget it, I will be there soon anyway." He comforted himself and walked to the deck of the warship.

The sky was already turning dark. He looked at the vast sea and felt a long-lost peace in his heart.

This mission definitely wasn't a short-term one. He didn't know when he would be able to return to the headquarters.

"Hmm?"

Sengoku looked at the dim horizon in the distance. Suddenly, he seemed to see something. He focused his Color of Observation Haki and immediately detected a trace of life force ahead.

It was a person hanging on a drifting log on the sea. His clothes were tattered, and he was bleeding. It looked like he had experienced a shipwreck and drifted there.

However, for some reason, when Sengoku saw him, he felt a little touched.

He wasn't touched because of seeing the person's condition. He was touched because he felt like the man was somewhat related to him, or rather his Devil Fruit, Human-Human Fruit, Model: Buddha.

"Bring that guy here."

Although there was some emotion in his heart, Sengoku was still very calm as he gave the order to the Marine soldiers. Soon, two Marine soldiers brought the drifted person into the warship.

Sengoku frowned as he looked at him. Why did he have a feeling that he had never felt in decades?

The person looked like he was in his twenties, and about 1.8 meters tall. After he was moved to the deck, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a lot of water.

"Treat him and let me know when he wakes up." After Sengoku looked at him, he ordered his men to treat that young man.

The Marines and pirates were very different when it came to medical treatment. If a Marine was injured, they would be wrapped by several large bandages, as if they were dying.

Even Sengoku and Garp were no exception. After the fight with Summit War of Marineford, Sengoku was covered in bandages. Fujitora was also wrapped in bandages because they had a good medical system. After a battle, they naturally received proper treatment.

Compared to the Marines, the pirates of this era had all kinds of diseases. Despite being the Strongest Man in the World, Whitebeard was was afflicted by diseases in his old age, and Roger was also suffering from a terminal illness in his later years.

On the other hand, Sengoku, who was even older than Whitebeard during the Summit War of Marineford where Whitebeard was only seventy-two years old at that time, while Sengoku was seventy-seven years old, but Sengoku seemed quite healthy.This reflected the Marine's medical standard. 

Even if a pirate crew had a doctor, they could at most patch them up for that moment. The injuries accumulating in the long run would not be visible when they were young, and once they got old, the diseases would strike all at once.

The drifted man seemed to have suffered a serious injury. The information from the medical staff was not very optimistic. According to the diagnosis, he seemed to have suffered a shock. However, there were no traces of external attack . It was as if the attack was done from a distance.

Color of Arms Haki's Internal Destruction? Or was it the Color of Supreme King Haki's imbuement? Or was it some kind of Devil Fruit ability?

If it were because of Haki, then this person must've had quite a story. After all, there were only a handful of people out there who could use Color of Arms Haki's Internal Destruction and Color of Supreme King Haki's imbuement.

However, what Sengoku bothered the most was the familiar feeling when he saw the young man!

It was only now that Sengoku slowly recognized the familiar feeling... 

Indra!

Was this youth related to Indra?

He slowly waited for news from the medical room. After two days, when he was about to reach Galzburg, the man finally woke up.

"What's your name?" This was the first question Sengoku asked.

The man was half lying on the bed. He didn't seem to notice Sengoku's arrival, but he still said his name.

"Sing..."