[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-78":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676212,2141,"Chapter 78 78: Codename “Blue Dragon” (Bonus)","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-78",78,"\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō lifted a napkin from the table and casually wiped the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned toward the communications officer standing beside him and offered a calm smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want a bite? Today's Sea King roast is pretty good, you know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier quickly shook his head in panic. \"N-no thank you, Young Master Kyū—ah, I mean...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing his slip, the man immediately straightened up and saluted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cadet Tachibana Kyūjō! Please come with me at once!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Kyūjō stepped into the Fleet Admiral's office, he found himself standing before the highest-ranking officers of the entire Marine force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was filled with towering, battle-hardened veterans—each radiating an oppressive presence honed by decades of combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Kyūjō showed no trace of intimidation. At over two meters and eighty centimeters tall, he was one of the most physically imposing figures there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no reason to feel fear...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well—perhaps for the three men seated at the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three Admirals of the Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akainu—the man of magma, whose very presence carried the heat of his fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aokiji—the master of eternal cold, hidden behind an air of lazy detachment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kizaru—the sly-faced man in dark shades, the embodiment of light, wearing a smile that never seemed entirely sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the absolute peak of Marine strength—wielders of top-class Devil Fruits with influence rivaling even the Four Emperors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō took in the room for a moment before shifting his gaze toward the man seated in the central chair—Fleet Admiral Sengoku—and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle Sengoku, what did you call me in for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The casual address instantly tightened the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The senior officers exchanged silent glances. They all knew of Kyūjō's personal connection to the Fleet Admiral... but this was still the highest command room in the Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem... ahem...\" Sengoku cleared his throat, masking his own awkwardness, before scolding with a half-serious glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me that in an official setting!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, adopting a more serious tone, he continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, tell me—what exactly happened today? Why did you end up clashing with Vice Admiral Onigumo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō shrugged, looking slightly irritated but otherwise calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the truth—Ghost Spider had genuinely intended to kill him today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why should he have held back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keeping his voice steady, Kyūjō recounted the entire sequence at the East Coast—starting from the challenge, to the final deciding slash. No exaggerations, no omissions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, no one in the room spoke up to defend Ghost Spider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moderates and pragmatists in Marine HQ stayed silent. Many had long been fed up with the man's arrogance and rigid nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Ghost Spider was from Akainu's faction, the Red Dog Admiral himself made no move to push for punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—who would dare try to discipline a boy with such a strong background... and even stronger power?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the quiet, Vice Admiral Tsuru—the highest-ranking strategist—rose to her feet, her sharp gaze sweeping the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what about the patrol route Ghost Spider was in charge of?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The G-2 Branch—who will take responsibility now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice remained calm as she continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Medical reports just came in. Onigumo will need at least half a year to recover.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she didn't say out loud—was that even if his body healed, his combat power would never be the same. The damage was too severe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Kyūjō had added just a fraction more force into that slash, Ghost Spider's spine would have been split clean in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that the man was still alive at all... was only thanks to Vegapunk's black technology embedded in the Marine medical division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Tsuru's update, the Vice Admirals exchanged glances—each quietly gauging the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet none of them felt bold—or foolish—enough to volunteer for G-2's command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one most qualified, Vice Admiral Momonga, was too valuable in G-1, a strategic base guarding the Red Line and the front lines protecting Mariejois and the World Government.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—no one could be spared for G-2.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsuru's eyes scanned the room again... and settled on Tachibana Kyūjō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a short pause, she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then why don't we assign Kyūjō?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This started because of him. Let him handle it himself. With his current strength, guarding G-2 shouldn't be impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsuru-san, please don't force me... I haven't even graduated from the training academy yet. This isn't how the procedure works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he had zero interest in the position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Running a Marine base wasn't just about fighting pirates and maintaining order. It meant overseeing troop drills, dealing with dozens of World Government affiliate nations—and wading through endless political rot and bureaucracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here in HQ, he had free meals, free training, and a comfortable bed. Who in their right mind would give that up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than the big names began to weigh in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akainu said curtly, \"I support Tsuru's proposal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kizaru, in his usual lazy drawl, added with a faint grin,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My, my~ To think a boy as talented as Kyūjō hasn't graduated yet... Zéphyr-sensei really is putting more care into the new generation these days~.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only one who stayed quiet was Aokiji, still leaning back with his eyes closed beneath his sleep mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsuru spoke again, this time looking directly at Sengoku.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that case, graduation for this year's cadets is only a few months away, correct?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don't we accelerate the process for those whose abilities are already up to standard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They can be stationed across the Four Blues, which will help ease HQ's burden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And as for Kyūjō, we assign him two deputies. Let him command G-2.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her suggestion hit right at the heart of Sengoku's concerns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Four Blues, once stable, had been thrown into unrest ever since the death of the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pirates were spilling out from North and West Blue... even East Blue—the most peaceful sea—was now in disarray thanks to poor leadership in Loguetown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before making the final call... there was one man whose opinion was essential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zéphyr—the former Admiral known as \"Black Arm,\" and the primary instructor of the Marine Training Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the legendary Marine trainer stepped into the command room at Sengoku's personal request, escorted by a young communications officer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he entered, every senior officer in the room stood and saluted in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, Instructor Zéphyr!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the respect earned from over twenty years of training generation after generation of Marine elites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the three Admirals at the peak of Marine power showed their respect—though in Kizaru's case, it was with clear reluctance. The memories of Zéphyr's brutal training still lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zéphyr returned a curt nod, his sharp gaze locking on Kyūjō—a look that was more than a simple reprimand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sengoku. What did you call me here for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fleet Admiral didn't waste words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are there many cadets already at graduation level? I'm considering early release for those ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zéphyr paused, then tilted his chin toward Kyūjō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides this brat, there are a few close to the mark. They're ready to be deployed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smoker, Hina, Loveland, Von Johann, Donovan, Niral... All of them are capable of serving as field officers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the name \"Smoker,\" Sengoku's eyes narrowed with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smoker... the Logia user, smoke type?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zéphyr gave a short nod. He had never been fond of the term \"Devil Fruit\" to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five days later, in the outer courtyard of the Marine Training Academy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō stood in full Marine dress uniform, the wide white coat draped over his shoulders emblazoned with a single bold kanji: 正義—Justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn't even been a full year since he first set foot here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now... he was officially graduating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new record was set—the fastest graduation in the academy's history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ripple effect was huge. Cadets like Smoker and the others were also cleared for graduation, though they received only mid-level officer ranks from HQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō, however—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a move that shocked everyone, Sengoku granted him the rank of Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral, along with an official codename: Seiryu—the Blue Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had expected maybe a Rear Admiral position at best. But the role came with strings—he would take over G-2 from Ghost Spider, with only a few days to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alongside inheriting Ghost Spider's deputy, Sengoku appointed a new one from the current cadet batch:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hina—the \"Black Cage,\" a Paramecia user of the Ori Ori no Mi, capable of trapping targets in inescapable black iron bars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the academy gates, Kyūjō stood with an advanced manual on Busōshoku Haki in hand, watching Zéphyr's back as the instructor walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his heart, he made a quiet vow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zéphyr-sensei... you don't have to worry anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll prove to the world—that strength forged through human will and body will never lose to any Devil Fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that resolve burning stronger than ever, Tachibana Kyūjō took another step toward the realm of true swordsmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Sengoku invited Kyūjō for a private talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spoke about many things—the Marine system, the chaos of the pirate world, the state of the Four Blues—and eventually, the conversation drifted toward ideals and the meaning of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end, Sengoku wasn't speaking as Fleet Admiral, but as a wise uncle passing down his life's experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As dawn approached, Sengoku asked one last question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyūjō, what kind of justice do you believe in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō smiled faintly. It seemed to be a Marine tradition to ask this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he replied—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My heart is clear like a mirror. Wherever it points, that's the path I'll walk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as I never betray my own heart—that is true justice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sengoku nodded, though he didn't entirely grasp the meaning. But somehow... it felt right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if I put that into simpler words?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's answer was light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It means... I am justice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sengoku: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Author's note: Don't take this too seriously. Feel free to interpret it yourself.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later—Kyūjō and his new deputy, Hina the Black Cage, boarded the warship formerly commanded by Ghost Spider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the deck, a man with round glasses and a sharp administrative air approached with brisk steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice Admiral Seiryu, the ship is ready to depart at any time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Amos—the administrative vice commander personally assigned by Sengoku to handle G-2's daily operations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he lacked combat strength, Amos was a genius in logistics and base management. Ironically, he'd originally been hand-picked by Ghost Spider himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō smiled easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice Commander Amos, we're setting sail today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But from now on, don't call this the Ghost Spider anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Change its name... to Seiryu. The Blue Dragon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once we reach the base, make sure every flag and emblem is replaced with the new name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amos nodded without hesitation. \"Understood, Vice Admiral Seiryu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, everything felt a little rushed. If he'd had more time, Kyūjō would have waited for his own warship to be built.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With over three hundred trained soldiers at his back, Tachibana Kyūjō—the Blue Dragon—set off on his first voyage to G-2.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steps of a swordsman who would shake the coming era had officially begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 70+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Get 2 new chapters every day exclusively on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Be the first to enjoy the new 3rd arc after One Piece before anyone else\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Ko-fi here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 ko-fi.com\u002Ffaaanzkun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's keep this adventure alive, together chapter by chapter! 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1974,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.000Z",1,"novelbin.me","5099fbf97293470db005c02153b5dd34e74a2d9be7059842d5a3d9ac9f764a43","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-79","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-77",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]