Pirates: I am a daddy's girl in the White Group

[Marinford, Navy Headquarters]

Marshal's Office

Zhan Guo's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed. It seemed that even the lamb next to him could sense his annoyance and sat aside obediently.

"Have you confirmed it? How are Kizaru and Aokiji doing now?"

"It's basically the same as what's reported." Crane supported himself with both hands, "Or the actual situation is even more serious than what's reported. It's understandable that Aokiji did this, but even Kizaru started to hide his injury. Maybe he really felt ashamed."

"When there is a life-threatening situation, it will transform into a purple bird and then disappear..." Zhan Guo put down the report and rubbed his brows. "Another ability that I have never heard of has appeared."

"The strength of the two generals who were seriously injured, without revealing any information, and most importantly, next... Aokiji and Kizaru will most likely not be able to appear in the short term."

"crane."

He raised his head, his eyes, which seemed a little cloudy due to his old age, were calm.

"We need to ask for help from the World Government. We are now directly short of two generals, and the support provided previously is no longer enough."

"This will take some time. Put an advertisement in the newspaper to postpone the execution for... a week."

Zhan Guo's voice was slow and firm.

"I understand. What about the reason why the two generals were seriously injured? Do we need to disclose it to the outside world?"

He turned the tip of the pen and wrote and drew on the paper.

"According to the report, White-haired Davi has also paid a heavy price, but we still don't know how many cards she has left, just like we didn't know before that she had the power of a devil fruit and had developed it to such an extent."

Fingers tapped on the table.

"A war is imminent. If word gets out that a white-haired Davi has severely injured two admirals, it will cause unnecessary panic and undermine the morale of the navy."

"It's time to let the World Government bleed a little and come up with something good. No matter what, Aokiji and Kizaru will definitely be in charge of the next war."

He sighed, "It's a very rational decision, but it's a bit difficult for them. After all, even if it's delayed for a week, it will only look like recovery on the surface."

"They don't need to take action, just sit back and watch."

Zhan Guo stood up and said, "Let's decide it. I will go to the Holy Land Maria."

Just as he was about to step out of the door, Zhan Guo stopped and asked, "Where is that guy Garp now?"

"I went to Impel Down in the afternoon. I think I'm probably floating somewhere on the Grand Line now."

"In addition, the former Shichibukai Jinbei was also taken to the sixth floor in the afternoon."

"That guy Garp... I hope he won't do anything stupid." Sengoku sighed.

Tsuru watched Sengoku leave before returning his gaze to the document in his hand.

"I don't know who the World Government will send this time, and how far they will go to interfere with the Navy..."

"But, that guy Garp..."

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[Moby Dick, Marco's office.]

The person on the bed opened his eyes, his sapphire pupils revealing a hint of confusion.

All I see is a vast expanse of white: white ceiling and white walls.

The dilated pupils gradually began to condense, and Daiwei's expression was still a little dazed.

Am I... reborn again? Should I see a yellow pineapple in the next second, and then should I curl up under the quilt?

Feeling a dull pain in her brain, Dawi reached out to rub her forehead.

“Hiss, cough, cough!”

There was a tearing pain in my arms. No, not just in my arms.

His entire body felt as if it had been repeatedly run over by a huge car.

He opened his mouth and coughed out the blood that was blocking his chest.

What’s going on? Are you going to use my body that was crushed to pieces by the truck to travel through time this time?

"Little Devi!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Dawi supported herself with her hands, trying to sit up. A broad hand quickly supported her back.

"You just woke up and your physical condition is not very good. It's better for you to lie down."

Dawei turned her head and saw a familiar face.

This is····

"Brother Ma?"

"··I'm here." Marco's blue pupils stared at Devi.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"About two days. Do you feel any discomfort? Is there any pain still there?"

Blinking in confusion, without answering Marco's question, Devi looked down at her hands and clenched them twice.

This is an adult's hand, not a child's.

There was a dull pain in her brain and a buzzing in her ears. Dawi shook her head and her memories began to return.

Is it just two days? Why does it feel like a long, long time has passed...

It seemed like a century.

The second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to be connected to the Thunderbird on the Moby Dick. What happened next?

Ace...Ace?

"Where's Ace? How did I get back? Did Ace follow me, cough! cough!"

Thinking of Ace, Devi immediately turned around to grab Marco's hand, but because she asked too urgently, the huge reaction in her chest made her start coughing violently again.

The blue flames ignited, and Marco patted her back again and again, with a worried look on his face.

"You suddenly appeared on the Moby Dick..."

"Ace...Ace didn't come back with you."

Marco's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke further.

"I'm sorry, Little Davie, we couldn't make it to Paradise to save you, but we can definitely save Ace. Dad has gathered all the crew members, and we can set off to Marinford once the Moby Dick is coated. Whitey and the others are all back..."

"Little Devi!"

Marco spoke anxiously, as if he was afraid that Devi, who was already in a bad state, would suffer another blow.

But before he could finish his words, Dawei pulled out the needle from her hand, threw back the quilt, and staggered out.

The door of the medical room was opened, and the dazzling sunlight shone in, illuminating Davie's pale face.

What came into view was the deck of the Moby Dick. The tall white figure stood in the center, saying something with a heavy face.

"Little Davie! You must lie down and rest in your current physical condition!"

Marco hurriedly caught up and advised.

The movement at the door of the medical room attracted everyone's attention.

"Captain Devi!"

"Captain Davey is awake! How are you, are you okay?"

"Captain Dawei, why are you up? You should have a good rest. Leave the rest to us!"

Whitebeard's golden pupils looked in the direction of the voice and met Davi's eyes directly.

After a moment of silence, he took a step and walked towards this side.

Dawei took a deep breath and said, "It's okay. I know my own physical condition."

Marco frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but Whitebeard stopped him with his hand.

My father's eyes were heavy and deep, with an indescribable meaning.

"Can you still go to the battlefield, my daughter?"

"Dad!"

Marco and the others' disapproving voices came from beside him.

However, Dawei breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes were determined and the corners of her lips curled up.

"Anytime, Dad."

I really am forgiven, Dad.