Marineford's Logistics Blacksmith Chapter 41: Garp and Dragon Appear in the North Blue

"Sink them!"

"Where's the rocket launcher? Bring it here, I want to give it a shot!"

Under the warship's overwhelming firepower, the small pirate vessel stood no chance.

Their captain had already been sniped by Lance.

Without their leader, the pirates were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

"Lieutenant Lance, shouldn't we take prisoners?"

"No need. If I'm not mistaken, this is the Bloodhook Pirates; their captain, Bloodhook Kasha, massacred an entire village recently. Scum like this don't deserve rcy."

Lance, usually calm, now radiated cold fury.

Hearing this, the Marines stopped holding back.

Submachine guns, heavy machine guns, all opened fire without regard for ammunition, ruthlessly raking the pirate ship.

And so, the Bloodhook Pirates vanished from the North Blue.

...

"Lance, where are we now?"

"Almost within the jurisdiction of Branch 177."

"Full speed ahead. I need to ask that bastard Sakazuki what the hell he wants!"

Hamr was fuming, angry that he hadn't been allowed to return to Marineford as planned.

And the root of it all? His colleague, Sakazuki.

"Damn you, Sakazuki! What's so important that you dragged here right after my mission?!"

Hamr stord straight into Sakazuki's office at Branch 177 without knocking.

He didn't notice the massive warship docked at the port, its prow marked by a dog's head biting a bone.

"You damn... huh?"

"Vice Admiral Garp?! Dragon?!"

Hamr's jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw the two n casually eating large chunks of at.

"Yo, Hamr! Sashi buri da ne!" (Long ti no see!)

Dragon swallowed his at and waved cheerfully at Haamr.

"Dragon, why are you and Vice Admiral Garp here?"

"And where's Sakazuki?"

Garp laughed heartily while eating.

"Ah, it's you, Hamr! Guess Sengoku got Sakazuki's ssage."

"As for Sakazuki, he's not even here. He went out to sea to hunt pirates."

"Tch, that brat said he 'couldn't stand my thods' and refused to work with . Kids these days..."

'So that's why Sakazuki requested backup? To avoid Garp's chaos?'

"Vice Admiral Garp, why are you in the North Blue?"

Garp picked his nose grumpily.

"Damn Roger's fault, always disappearing. He was still on the Grand Line with chasing him, and next thing I know, he pops up here in the North Blue. So here I am, chasing him again."

"But we had a fight earlier, and my warship took so damage, so we're here doing repairs before we head out again."

Hamr was speechless. Of course. For Garp, nothing is more important than Roger. If anything is, it's catching Roger.

"Vice Admiral Garp, do you need my help with anything?"

Garp looked at Hamr and suddenly smiled suspiciously.

"That old bastard! Making repair his ship?!"

Hamr's hamr strikes grew fiercer as he worked on the hull.

He's a blacksmith, not a shipwright!

And yet he was being made to help with repairs.

"Well, Hamr, my old man's always been like this. Suck it up. I'm his actual son, and even I've ended up a part-ti shipwright."

Dragon laughed nonchalantly as he swung a hamr alongside him.

After all, no one understood Garp better than his own son.

"Still. Hey Dragon, what's with those injuries?"

Hamr noticed the bandages on Dragon's chest and couldn't help but ask.

Dragon glanced at the wound and shrugged.

"This? Courtesy of that bastard Scopper Gabban. If not for my wind powers, I'd be dead."

A miniature cyclone swirled in Dragon's palm.

Hamr watched, realizing fate's gears were turning.

Just as Borsalino ate the Glint-Glint Fruit and Sakazuki the Magma-Magma Fruit, Dragon had claid his destined power, a Logia-type Devil Fruit, the Storm-Storm Fruit.

"All three of you got Logias...ridiculous."

It would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous. Logia-type Fruits were the pinnacle of Devil Fruits.

"Hahaha! Hamr, your abilities are pretty strong too, alright?"

Dragon said this while adjusting the green cloak on his back.

"If it weren't for this cloak you gave , I wouldn't have survived Gabban's attack. I only got slashed across the chest, his axe was aiming for my head."

Hamr couldn't help but grin and tease:

"Then take good care of it. If you break it, don't co begging to fix it."

Amid the laughter, the group quickly worked on repairing Garp's warship.

"By the way, Hamr, I noticed your squad's weapons are pretty advanced. Where'd you get them?"

Dragon glanced at the smaller warship nearby, Hamr's ship.

"Oh, those guns? Took them from Germa. I ran into them before I ca here."

"Gotta say, Germa 66's military tech is top-notch."

"Their rifles make are leagues ahead of our flintlocks."

Of course, Hamr couldn't reveal his connection with Judge, no one would believe that a king from a technologically advanced kingdom and leader of the infamous 'evil army' was on friendly terms with a re marine captain.

"Tsk tsk... impressive craftsmanship. Makes a little envious."

Hamr shot him a cold glare.

"You want so? Dream on. Go ask that old man Sengoku."

"As if he'd ever approve it," Dragon muttered.

Just then, a communications officer ca running.

"Rear Admiral Dragon! Roger's crew has been spotted!"

"Where?!"

"Near Gilong Island!"

"Inform Vice Admiral Garp. Everyone else, hurry up with the repairs! The target has appeared!"

News of the Roger Pirates' appearance quickly spread across Branch 177.

Repair work sped up urgently.

Hamr suddenly put down his hamr and began pounding with his right fist instead.

*Duang!*

Each strike echoed louder than any other sound.

Everyone instinctively turned to look, Dragon included.

"Ti to show you the spirit of a true craftsman!"

"Sage Mode"

Realizing the urgency, Hamr entered a state of intense focus.

He used both hands simultaneously, hamring the damaged ship rapidly, aiding in its restoration.