The Execution Day Was Brought Forward, And The World Government Decided To Intervene.

Marineford.

Naval Headquarters.

"The siege led by two Admirals failed?!"

"Even an Admiral died in this operation..."

"Marshal Sengoku, this must be a joke, right?!"

At Naval Headquarters, the sudden disappearance of the Whitebeard Pirates from the New World had sent shockwaves through the ranks. A grim emergency meeting of all Marine executives was called.

Sengoku, the Marine Marshal, wasted no time and went straight to the point, revealing the latest, shocking news about the failed operation to apprehend a dangerous individual.

Unsurprisingly, the faces of every Marine executive in the room turned pale with disbelief.

This was no ordinary failure.

The implications of an operation led by two Admirals ending in defeat were catastrophic. Admiral-level officers were the backbone of Marine power, figures of unrivaled strength representing the highest combat capability of the organization. Throughout the long history of the Marines, every Admiral had earned their title through sheer power and overwhelming ability.

But now, two Admirals—Marine's ultimate weapons—had failed in their mission. Worse still, one of them had been killed, and the other seriously injured.

The room was gripped by silence, the weight of the news suffocating.

To grasp the gravity of this event, one had to understand that the last time an Admiral had died in battle was 38 years ago during the legendary battle of the Valley of the Gods, which saw the downfall of the Rocks Pirates.

This, however, was no Rocks Pirate crew they were facing.

The adversary this time was a lone individual—a retired veteran from the West Blue—who had somehow survived two large-scale Marine sieges and inflicted devastating casualties.

The sheer absurdity of it left everyone in shock.

And to compound the chaos, the Whitebeard Pirates were now moving closer to Marineford, preparing to rescue their captured comrade, Portgas D. Ace.

Suddenly, a Marine officer burst into the meeting room holding a Den Den Mushi, his expression urgent.

"Marshal Sengoku! The World Government is calling!"

"The World Government?!"

The mere mention of the World Government sent ripples through the room.

Sengoku extended a hand toward the officer. "Is it Admiral Kong? Give it here."

Hearing the name "Kong" caused yet another wave of reactions among the officers.

There was only one person in the entire world who fit that description—Admiral Kong, the former Marine Marshal who now served as the supreme commander of the World Government's military forces.

The voice that came through the Den Den Mushi was steady and authoritative, carrying with it the weight of the World Government itself.

"The World Government will not stand by idly during this Summit War," Kong began. "We will ensure that the execution of Fire Fist Ace proceeds as planned. As for the situation in the first half of the Grand Line, the World Government will intervene directly."

A murmur ran through the room.

The Marines had hoped for reinforcements or orders, but this was something entirely different.

The World Government—the true power behind the Marines—was stepping onto the stage personally.

Kong continued, his tone unwavering. "This is no longer a matter for the Marines alone. We will make an example of anyone who dares to provoke the World Government. The first half of the Grand Line will feel the full weight of our authority."

As the call ended, the room fell silent once again.

The announcement filled the Marine executives with a mix of hope and unease. On one hand, the World Government's direct intervention promised to restore order. On the other, it signaled a level of force that would leave lasting scars on the region.

But this wasn't the only shocking news of the day.

Naval Headquarters had also announced a sudden change to the execution schedule for Fire Fist Ace. Originally set to take place in one week, the date had been moved forward. The execution would now occur in a matter of days.

This unexpected acceleration left everyone scrambling.

For the Whitebeard Pirates, time was now an even greater enemy.

For the first half of the Grand Line, chaos and fear spread like wildfire. The appearance of powerful figures like Whitebeard, Kaido, and the mysterious individual who had defeated two Admirals had already set the stage for disaster. Now, with the World Government preparing to step in, the region was bracing for an all-out war.

What exactly was the Marine government planning? And how far was the World Government willing to go to maintain its dominance?

One thing was certain: the first half of the Grand Line would never be the same again.