As soon as Shanks finished speaking, he noticed that all his crewmates were looking at him as if he were an idiot. Their expressio him slightly embarrassed.

  Be let out a puff of smoke and sighed helplessly. "It's just Garp's grandson. How does your brain even work?"

  "If I remember correctly, doesn't Garp have a son?" Yasopp asked, stroking his thoughtfully.

  "Yeah. He was a Marine once, but then he disappeared. Supposedly retired," Shanks replied with a nod.

  The truth about Dragon was a well-kept secret. The Wover had iionally suppressed any information about him. After all, it was embarrassing enough that the son of the Marine hero, Monkey D. Garp, had not only left the Marines but also fouhe Revolutionary Army to openly oppose the Wover. If that got out, it would be a plete humiliation.

  "Anyway, Luffy shouldn't be Garp's son. He's his grandson," Be expined, stroking his as he worked through the logic. "I mean, sure, there are lots of people with simir names in this world, but when they're from the same kingdom, the same vilge, and share the same surhat's not just a ce."

  With that crification, Shanks and the others pieced it together. So that's what had happehey'd stirred up trouble i Blue, messing around with Garp's grandson and even encing him to bee a pirate.

  Shanks had personally entrusted Luffy with the straw hat. He khe kid well enough to be certain that, no matter what anyone said, Luffy wouldn't ge his mind about being a pirate.

  If Garp had found out that his grandson was determio bee a pirate and that Shanks had pyed a major role in encing him, it was no surprise that the Marine hero was furious. Now it made perfect sense why Garp wao capture him so badly every time they crossed paths in the New World.

  ---

  Meanwhile, in the New World, a dog-headed Marine warship was docked at a port on an isnd. Garp himself stood aboard the ship, his expression grim.

  "Report, Vice Admiral Garp. There's no sign of the Red Hair Pirates, and no trace of them in the surrounding area. It's possible the intelligence was wrong," a Marine Major reported.

  Garp's scowl deepened, and he cursed under his breath. "Damn it! I lost that b*****d again. Where the hell did they go?"

  At this point, Garp's hatred for Shanks ractically boiling over.

  As Marine Vice Admiral, Garp's responsibilities kept him extremely busy. The st two years had been particurly chaotic, with the seas in turmoil. After the Big Mom Pirates were defeated, New World had been rife with upheaval, and the Marines had seized the opportunity to infiltrate aablish their presenow that Marine influence had grown, Garp had more freedom to move around New World without being discreet.

  Because of his busy schedule, Garp hadn't been able to return to East Blue to visit Luffy for quite some time.

  When he finally mao take some time off aurn to East Blue, he'd been looking forward to seeing his grandson.

  But things had taken a turn for the worse.

  To his shock, the kid had decred that he wao bee a pirate! Garp couldn't believe his ears. He was a Marine hero, how could his grandson choose piracy over the Marines? It felt like a sp in the face.

  Years ago, Garp had relutly let his son go his own way. But with Luffy, he had beeermio start over and mold him into an exempry Marine. And now, this?

  Adding insult to injury, Luffy was wearing that straw hat. Garp kly what it meant. It had beloer, his old rival. And who had given it to Luffy? her than Shanks, the former boy er's ship.

  Shanks had waltzed i Blue, charmed his grandson, handed over the straw hat, and enced him to bee a pirate. In Garp's eyes, this wasn't a ce, it was a calcuted move to humiliate him.

  Did Shanks think this was funny? That it was revenge fer? Did he want to see the legendary Marine hero disgraced by his own family?

  Garp was furious. He could barely tain his anger. After his vacation i Blue, he'd returo Marineford and mobilized every resource avaible to hunt down the Red Hair Pirates. He wouldn't rest until he caught that b*****d Shanks and put ao this nonsense.

  Unfortunately, Shanks had mao evade him again, leaving Garp irritated and frustrated.

  As Garp stewed in his thoughts, cursing Shanks under his breath, a Marine Rear Admiral approached him urgently.

  "Vice Admiral Garp, we've just received a distress call. Zephyr-sensei from the Officer Training Camp is in trouble. He was leading recruits in a live bat exercise when they were ambushed by pirates. They're stranded on a nearby isnd, and the situation is critical due to the number of recruits!"

  Garp's brow furrowed at the news. Without hesitation, he barked, "Set course immediately! We're going to help!"

  Zephyr, an old rade of Garp's, was in danger. And with no leads on the Red Hair Pirates, Garp decided to focus on this urgent matter instead.

  ---

  Ba the Sabaody Archipego, Shanks and his crew had finally pieced together why Garp was so determio catch them. It turned out they had actally crossed a line by messing with Garp's grandson.

  While Shanks found the situation a bit too tal, he had s. He still believed in Luffy's potential and wouldn't have done anything differently. In fact, knowing that Luffy was Garp's grandson made things even more exg. The sheer absurdity of it all was something only a pirate could truly appreciate.

  After evading Garp's relentless pursuit in the New World, Shanks and his crew were mentally and physically exhausted. Now, on the Sabaody Archipego, they saportunity to rest, resupply, and regroup.

  As they strolled through the illegal zone, Shanks observed their surroundings and remarked, "Things are getting chaotic again. Last time we were here, it was starting to stabilize, but now it's obvious the pce is sliding bato chaos. Even the sve trade is rearing its ugly head again."

  Cudius's earlier rampage on the Sabaody Archipego had temporarily ed up the area, improving public safety and driving away many of the criminal fas. But the isnd's position as a gateway to the New World made it a breeding ground for trouble. Over time, chaos had crept ba.

  Though sve-hunting teams had returhey still operated cautiously. No one dared to touch the Red Line or do business involving Fish-Man Isnd. The fear of Marine and CP-X intervention was enough to keep them in check.

  As the crew walked, a sve-hunting team passed by, parading a line of shackled captives. Shanks g the se with distaste. Although he irate, he despised the sve trade. To him, it was the lowest and most despicable form of evil.

  Despite his disgust, Shanks decided not to intervene. Causing trouble here could attract Garp's attention, and they couldn't afford that. So, after a brief gnce, he turned away.

  But after a few steps, Shanks suddenly froze. His expression shifted to one of shod disbelief.

  Turning back, he stared ily at the sve-hunting team. As his eyes locked onto one of the captives, realization hit him like a thunderbolt.

  "Wait a sed…" Shanks muttered, his voice filled with fusion and disbelief. "What the hell? Why is my deputy captain w as a sve?!"

  Shanks was stunned, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing. "What the hell is this!?" he murmured, pletely dumbfounded.