Chapter 418 Schemes and Farewells
The ocean was simply too vast. In this deep sea, too much could be hidden. Even super-giant Sea Kings thousands of meters long could find perfect concealment in these depths.
Finding a group of unfamiliar Fish-Men in such deep sea proved an extremely difficult task.
Even Brett couldn't accomplish this.
Though his Observation Haki covered quite extensive range—from Fish-Man Island he could clearly hear sounds in the outer deep sea—naturally couldn't extend to excessively distant depths.
"Anyway, now's the time to mobilize the people."
Brett said. "Have our compatriots pay attention. See if unfamiliar guys appear around them."
"Temporarily can only do this first." Arlong nodded somewhat unwillingly.
Investigation effects probably wouldn't be great. After all, those guys could freely enter and exit Fish-Man Island. They probably weren't hiding on Fish-Man Island itself. Under such circumstances, investigating their whereabouts would prove quite difficult.
But with no solutions currently—could only proceed this way first.
Arlong hurriedly left. Brett watched his hasty back, feeling somewhat gratified.
The Arlong-aniki who once shouted about avenging himself on humans had now become a reliable man. He'd constructed a solid intelligence network for Fish-Man Island in the shadows.
However, besides having Fish-Man Island compatriots help investigate, could ask others for help too.
Brett immediately went to Ryugu Palace.
"Have the Sea Kings help search for Fish-Men in the surrounding deep sea?"
Princess Shirahoshi asked bewilderedly.
"Right."
Brett nodded. "Finding their whereabouts in the deep sea isn't easy. What we can rely on are only the Sea Kings."
"I understand!"
The little princess immediately nodded gravely. "I'll contact the Sea Kings immediately. Have them help."
"No need for great fanfare. That'll only alert them. Let the Sea Kings maintain usual movements."
Brett instructed. "Need to slightly increase density, then stay vigilant. That's sufficient."
"Yes."
The little princess nodded, indicating understanding.
Then she closed her eyes. Brett could hear—invisible waves already spreading beyond the island.
This wave's meaning roughly meant having Sea Kings help investigate unfamiliar Fish-Men in the surrounding deep sea.
Almost seconds later, waves came from outside the sea. Brett heard them equally clearly.
This time these waves' meaning proved simple and clear. "Understood."
"Thank you, Shirahoshi."
Brett smiled.
The little princess's control over her abilities grew increasingly proficient.
Even across vast distance, she could communicate with Sea Kings at will. The current her was already the undisputed ruler of the deep sea.
A great existence who—with just a thought—could easily overturn the entire world.
Almost at this instant, Sea Kings around Fish-Man Island had already acted.
Just as Brett instructed Shirahoshi—Sea Kings didn't immediately create huge commotions. They still hesitated in the deep sea. But their senses had fully opened, beginning to search for strangers in the depths.
This wasn't easy. After all, how to distinguish strangers? Fish-Man Island residents also frequently went out hunting and gathering.
Could only conduct searches in more distant deep seas.
Simultaneously—
Mariejois. Saint Mars frowned. "That guy's actually imprisoned by Brett in the deep sea? I thought he'd been killed long ago."
"Probably because of that Yamato woman."
Saint Warcury said casually. "But that guy's unimportant. The key is what's inside the Sea Forest."
"Can't be found in the surrounding deep sea. Then Tom's definitely hiding inside working, right?"
Saint Ju Peter nodded in deep agreement. "Indeed no second possibility. After all, that's Fish-Man Island's most heavily guarded place."
"Pluton's construction must be proceeding there!"
The Pluton blueprints were already obtained. How could construction not commence?
Though currently no evidence to prove it, the Elders were certain—at Fish-Man Island, Pluton's construction work was proceeding in full swing.
"Since already discovered, can't just watch idly."
"But what to do? Now Gion's group—just hiding identities in the deep sea, gathering intelligence—already exhausts them. Don't forget—there's also Poseidon there. The entire ocean is their eyes!"
Saint Nusjuro looked grave. "Moreover, there's that Brett guy presiding."
"Everything else actually doesn't matter. The real trouble is Brett."
Saint Mars said thoughtfully. "As long as Brett's not at Fish-Man Island, Gion's group can completely make a desperate strike. Destroy the Pluton under construction."
"That way, even if they all die at Fish-Man Island—completely worthwhile."
"Meaning..."
"Find ways to lure that Brett guy away from Fish-Man Island?"
"But what method?"
...
"Alright, teaching work ends here."
Brett looked at the Spade Pirates members collapsed on the ground, smiling. "I think by now you've pretty much memorized what Haki feels like."
"Will never forget this lifetime."
Deuce lay on the ground. Bruised and swollen, almost exhausted.
This was the third teaching day.
Though the first day they'd said they already remembered what Haki felt like, Brett still insisted on two more training days.
"I've also told you what higher-level Haki is like."
Brett stretched lazily. "Anyway, the rest depends on yourselves. Haki—this thing needs continuous improvement through fierce battles with powerful enemies."
"Already completely sufficient."
Ace shakily sat up. "Truly very grateful, Brett!"
He deeply knew what he'd learned these three days would benefit him for life.
If this was just compensation for that earlier beating—far too generous.
Probably because of—Rayleigh's relationship.
Brett raised an eyebrow. "Just personal interest."
"...I told you to stop doing that!"
Ace glared viciously at Brett.
This guy was indeed a good person. Just this ability was too annoying.
"Anyway, Brett—"
After calming his mood, Ace said seriously. "I'll definitely repay this debt later."
"Really? Then I'm looking forward to it."
Brett smiled. He yawned, turning to leave. "After resting, leave. I won't see you off."
"Okay."
Ace nodded. He shouted at Brett's back. "Next meeting will be at the era's peak!"
Brett didn't answer. Just smiled and left.
Perhaps.
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