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As Zefa finished speaking, Ain stepped forward. Standing before Roja, she saluted crisply and said with resolve, "Admiral White Dove, please grant me the opportunity to study under you!"

She bowed deeply, her demeanor serious and sincere.

Zefa, seeing this, added in a timely manner, "White Dove, Ain is exceptionally talented. Her Devil Fruit abilities are impressive, and her grasp of swordsmanship is remarkable. She's already at the peak level of a swordsman and not far from becoming a Great Swordsman. She's more than capable of handling mid-level threats."

Roja understood Zefa's intentions immediately. The former Admiral was here to secure a good future for his most promising student.

However, due to certain events, Whitebeard Jr. (Edward Weevil) had not been invited to become a Warlord of the Sea, as he was presumed dead after recent developments. This decision had inadvertently allowed Zefa to remain within the Navy, albeit in retirement, rather than breaking away to establish his Neo-Marines.

"Since Teacher Zefa has spoken so highly of her, I have no reason to refuse. But let me be clear," Roja said, his tone measured, "I don't tolerate arrogance or insubordination. If you're willing to follow orders and learn, I'll teach you everything I know."

The statement was partly for Zefa and partly for Ain.

Ain, without hesitation, nodded firmly. "Understood, Sir. I will follow your instructions."

"In that case, prepare yourself. We're leaving immediately," Roja said decisively, turning back to Zefa. "Teacher Zefa, I have a mission to complete. I'll be taking my leave."

Zefa nodded, watching Roja walk away. He sighed deeply, speaking to himself, "If White Dove becomes the Fleet Admiral, perhaps the seas might truly know peace."

Shaking his head, Zefa turned and left.

Once Ain and Roja finished their preparations, they boarded an Admiral-class warship and set sail for Fish-Man Island. To reach their destination, they would first need to stop at the Sabaody Archipelago for ship coating—a process that demanded efficiency, given the mission's tight three-day timeframe.

Onboard the warship, Roja activated his ability. "Hundred-Phantom Technique."

Instantly, a hundred translucent phantoms materialized, all under Roja's control. The phantoms took command of the ship, steering it smoothly towards Sabaody Archipelago.

Seeing this for the first time, Ain was left speechless.

"Admiral White Dove…"

Roja turned to her, his tone light. "In informal situations, just call me Roja. I'm not as stern as I may seem."

Ain nodded, her face slightly flushed. "Roja... what can I do to assist?"

"For now, nothing. Just follow me and observe. When I need your help, I'll let you know. As for what I'll teach you, how much you master depends entirely on your talent."

"Yes, sir!" Ain replied eagerly.

The warship cut through the waves swiftly, reaching the Sabaody Archipelago in no time. Its proximity to Marineford made the journey short.

For Roja, this was his first visit to Sabaody. He had heard about its lively atmosphere and peculiar attractions. "One day, when I have time, I should explore this place properly," he thought to himself.

As they disembarked, whispers spread like wildfire.

"Look over there!"

"Wow, that woman is stunning."

"Forget the woman—look at the man next to her!"

"What's so special about a guy?"

"Idiot! That's Admiral White Dove!"

"The Navy's White Dove?!"

"Why is he here?!"

The murmurs sent waves of panic among the pirates lingering on Sabaody. Many immediately fled, not daring to stay in the presence of a high-ranking Marine officer.

The name "White Dove" carried weight. Recently, the news of Whitebeard Jr.'s defeat—though carefully managed by the Navy—had solidified Roja's reputation as a formidable force.

As they walked through the bustling streets, Roja glanced at Ain, his voice laced with humor. "Do I really look that terrifying? Even the pirates are running before I've done anything."

Ain glanced at him, her face growing warm as she stammered, "It's not that… You're just... very commanding." At the same time, she thought, And also very handsome.

Roja grinned, his tone teasing. "Maybe they're just jealous of my looks."

Before Ain could respond, Roja added, "Feel free to explore for a bit. I'll find a coating craftsman."

"Wait, shouldn't I—" Ain began, but Roja's figure vanished before she could finish her sentence. Left behind, she sighed. "He's fast…"

Roja's inquiries led him to a bar known as "Shakky's Rip-Off Bar."

As he entered, Shakky, seated behind the counter with a cigarette in hand, froze for a moment. Her sharp eyes took in the man before her. Admiral White Dove… What's he doing here?

Quickly masking her surprise, she greeted him with her usual calm demeanor. "Welcome. What can I do for you, Admiral?"

Roja smiled slightly, his voice even. "Is Silvers Rayleigh here?"

The room fell silent, the tension palpable.

Somewhere in the back, the sound of glass shattering broke the stillness. Shakky's eyes flickered, but she quickly composed herself, a sly smile on her lips. "My, my, getting old makes one clumsy. Though I may look young, I'm actually pushing sixty. Anyway, what was it you asked?"

Roja's smile didn't waver as he repeated, "I asked if Silvers Rayleigh is here—the Pirate King's right-hand man, 'Dark King' Rayleigh."

Shakky's heart skipped a beat. This man came prepared.

Still, she maintained her composure, her voice steady. "Dark King Rayleigh, huh? I've heard of him, of course. But I wouldn't know where to find him. Maybe you're mistaken, Admiral."

Before Roja could respond, hearty laughter rang out from outside the bar.

"A guest, is it? Welcome…"

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