章 45: Chapter 45: Ace Is Missing, Whitebeard Worries
On the topic of the Sabaody Archipelago, Lin Yan's mind replayed the vivid scenes where each supernova clashed fiercely. Amidst these chaotic visions, a particularly striking scene emerged—the intense duel between Rayleigh and Kizaru, their blades clashing in a dance of gleaming steel. As he pressed a hand to his forehead, Lin Yan reflected on how much time had passed since his journey began, lamenting his stretched mental capacity.
The incident involving the Celestial Dragon didn't pique Lin Yan's interest. He chose to remain indifferent, believing it would not affect him directly. However, his tranquil fishing was soon interrupted by a member of the Whitebeard Pirates, who approached him in the secluded back mountain. "Division Commander , the Old Man wants to see you immediately," the subordinate announced.
Lin Yan's tranquil day was abruptly disrupted. "What does he want to see me for?" he queried, his curiosity piqued.
"The Old Man has called a meeting. All division commanders must attend," the subordinate explained.
Understanding the gravity of the summons, Lin Yan packed up his fishing gear and made his way to the Moby Dick. Upon arrival, he noted the presence of Marco, Jozu, Vista, and other commanders, realizing he was the last to join. "You're here," Whitebeard greeted, gesturing for Lin Yan to take a seat.
As he entered, Whitebeard gestured for him to take a seat. The meeting room was sealed tight, the air thick with tension. Whitebeard looked gravely at his commanders and announced, "Ace has not been in contact with us for a long time!" The concern in his voice was palpable, his brow furrowed deeply.
The mention of Ace weighed heavily on Whitebeard, especially after the betrayal by Blackbeard, who had slain a fellow comrade over the Dark-Dark Fruit and defected from their ranks.
Ace, driven by duty and vengeance, had pursued Blackbeard alone. Whitebeard had always had faith in Ace's abilities, but his prolonged silence was troubling. Initially, Whitebeard had instructed Ace to report back periodically, but it had been weeks without a word
Lin Yan, recently preoccupied with forming the seventeenth division, had nearly forgotten about Ace's mission. His thoughts were interrupted by the looming threat of the Navy, which had been eerily quiet, hinting at a brewing storm that could engulf the Grand Line in chaos.
Lin Yan remained silent, considering whether to share his knowledge about the future—a notion he eventually dismissed, fearing it might not even aid in their current crisis.
Whitebeard's voice broke the silence, "The sole purpose of this meeting is clear—we must send someone to bring Ace back, no matter the cost." His fists clenched as he spoke of Thatch, the pain of past losses evident in his eyes. The room vibrated subtly with the force of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit, a manifestation of his rising anger and desperation.
The commanders looked to one another, their faces a mix of resolve and concern. Marco reassured, "Old man, don't worry. Ace is strong, and his reputation alone commands respect—even among the other Four Emperors."
Jozu added, "Exactly, Marco is right. Our banner alone will make them think twice."
Izou, with a tone of concern, advised, "You need to look after yourself first, Old Man. We've already lost Thatch, we can't afford to lose you too."
Heartened slightly by their words, Whitebeard nodded, but his worry for Ace lingered. Suddenly, Namur, the eighth division commander, stood with determination. "Old Man, I'll bring Ace back!"
One after another, division commanders volunteered for the mission. But it was Lin Yan, from his quiet corner, who finally stood and claimed the task. "Let me handle this," he said calmly, all eyes turning to him.He understood the nuances of the Dark-Dark Fruit better than anyone and the potential underestimation of Blackbeard's newfound power, which had led to Ace's defeat.
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