Vice Admiral Tsuru said, "Now that the Four Emperors have risen, the chaos in the New World may settle down. If that happens, it will only become more difficult to make a move against any of them in the future."
The Marines were strange.
On one hand, they wanted pirates to slaughter one another. On the other, they wanted the situation to stabilize.
It was contradictory.
They wanted pirates to fight because it could wear down the foundations of those Great Pirates. But if another figure like Roger emerged from that conflict, the Marines would undoubtedly have an even bigger headache...
Yet if they wanted the situation to stabilize, those Great Pirates would develop too quickly. And without war, the New World would become an impenetrable whole, making it far more difficult for the Marines to set foot in the New World...
It was a real pain in the ass.
That was why Sengoku had called this meeting.
Sengoku said gravely, "The formation of the Four Emperors' forces will inevitably affect the Marines to some extent. It may even cause the Marines' prestige to decline once again!"
The Four Emperors, the rulers of the New World—this was not a title that could be thrown around casually.
They were beings who ruled the New World, beings feared even by the Marines and the World Government.
And the common people of the pirate world were not exactly educated. They only understood the simplest truth: if the Marines could not even eliminate pirates, didn't that make them useless?
As long as such thoughts existed, the Marines' prestige would inevitably decline.
Garp curled his lip. "Isn't this all because of those idiots in the World Government? This Shichibukai system is complete bullshit! With people like that around, how could the Marines not be looked