Chương 1573: After the War (5)

At that time, there were countless pirates on the sea, and it took the navy nearly four years to barely contain the surging tide.

However, this situation has happened again!

The Five Elders looked at each other, feeling an indescribable panic in their hearts.

They really couldn't imagine what kind of chaos the sea would fall into next.

Peter Saint took a deep breath and broke the silence: "Zhan Guo, don't rush to resign. The most urgent task now is to stabilize the situation at sea. After the reconstruction of the navy is completed, it will not be too late to discuss the selection of the next Navy Marshal."

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his voice.

Zhan Guo was silent for a moment, but finally nodded and replied, "Yes!"

After Peter Saint hung up the phone, the atmosphere in Pangu City became more and more solemn, as if time had stopped.

Far away in the meeting room of the Navy Headquarters, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhan Guo looked around at the generals present and said slowly, "Everyone has worked hard. Go down and have a good rest. However, remember to take turns on duty to ensure that no mistakes occur in the Navy Headquarters."

"Yes!"

The generals responded in unison, stood up, nodded, and filed out of the meeting room.

However, although the war seemed to have stopped, everyone's heart was heavy and worried.

They are not only saddened by the huge casualties of the navy, but also worried about the upcoming change of leadership in the navy.

This war doesn't seem to be truly over.

Late at night, the Navy Headquarters was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.

And on the vast ocean, the Golden Ship is breaking through the waves.

Charlotte stood quietly at the bow, staring at the deep sea in the night. His face was like a sculpture, expressionless.

Da da da!

The footsteps came from far away and were particularly clear in the silent environment.

Esdeath walked hurriedly behind Charlotte, her steps light and steady, as if every step was well thought out.

"Father!"

Esdeath called softly, her voice gentle and warm, like a spring breeze.

When Charlotte heard his daughter's voice, he slowly came back to his senses. He withdrew his gaze from the distance to the present and fell on Esdeath.

"Has it been settled?"

Charlotte's voice was low and magnetic, and there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

Esdeath nodded and replied, "Well, the injured members of the Whitebeard Pirates have been treated and are now resting."

After hearing this, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, and his brows relaxed.

"That's good. When they wake up tomorrow, ask them where they want to bury Whitebeard."

There was a hint of helplessness and regret in Charlotte's words. He sighed and looked up at the sky again.

Esdeath stood quietly by, staring at her father's profile.

She noticed that her father looked a little strange. Ever since he came back from the Navy Headquarters, he seemed a little worried.

The feeling is very complicated, a little lonely, and it seems that there are some unspeakable emotions hidden.

Esdeath knew in her heart that all this was because of Whitebeard's death.

After all, they were on the same boat and had known each other for forty years.

Now that my father is getting older, he naturally feels particularly sad about this kind of scene of separation between life and death.

"Dad, we will always be with you!"

Esdeath suddenly spoke, her voice firm and powerful, as if she was making an eternal promise to her father.

Charlotte turned her head and looked at her daughter, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Ok!"

Charlotte smiled and nodded, and a warm current suddenly surged in her heart, as if the chill in the night was dispelled without a trace in an instant.

The next morning, the sun shone on the sparkling sea, and the Rockefeller family gathered on the wide deck.

Charlotte sat on the throne carefully crafted from gold, and his children stood respectfully behind him, gazing together at the crowd in front of them centered around the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Thank you very much for saving my life!"

Marco bowed deeply and expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Charlotte.

Seeing this, several other crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates followed suit and bowed to Charlotte.

Seeing this, Charlotte waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to do that, it's just a small favor. I have known Whitebeard for forty years. Although there were some unpleasantness between us, they are all in the past. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out, so let everything go with the wind."

After saying this, Charlotte couldn't help but sigh softly, and this sigh contained a little sadness for the separation from old friends.

After hearing this, Marco thanked Charlotte again and then fell silent.

He was in an extremely heavy mood. The departure of Whitebeard made their team seem to have lost its backbone, and everyone's heart was shrouded in a layer of haze.

Charlotte seemed to have sensed the mood of Marco and the others, and he asked, "Where do you plan to bury Whitebeard? If necessary, I can give you a ride."

After hearing this, Marco looked at Vista and Joz, and there was helplessness and sadness in their eyes.

Then, Marco knelt on his knees without hesitation, faced Charlotte, lowered his head, and said in an almost pleading tone: "We hope to send Dad back to his hometown for burial."

Marco's voice was low and earnest, as if every word carried the pain and helplessness in his heart.

His head was lowered, almost touching the ground, showing his extreme respect and humility towards Charlotte.

At the same time, Ace's face turned extremely pale, and he stared at Marco in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

However, when his gaze turned to Charlotte, who was sitting at the top, a hint of determination seemed to flash in his eyes.

Then, as if he had made a great decision, Ace suddenly plopped down and knelt in front of Charlotte.

"I don't know what conflict occurred between you and my father, but I beg you to show mercy and allow my father to return to the New World and rest in peace there."

Ace's voice was trembling a little, and he knocked his head heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound, to express his earnest request.

Ace continued, "Over the years, I often saw my dad looking towards the New World unconsciously. I once asked him why he always liked to look towards the east, and he told me that that was his hometown."

At this point, Ace's voice choked a little.

Charlotte listened to Ace's words quietly, and his expression changed subtly without him noticing.

When Charlotte heard the word "hometown", a complex emotion surged in her heart.