In the vast azure sky, a patch of white cloud drifted quietly.
As Roy and Caesar Clown's group withdrew from the battlefield at Marineford.
Above this uninhabited sea, Roy was taking stock of the subordinates who had survived Marineford.
For the Summit War, Roy had deployed nearly ten thousand troops to Marineford, along with nearly three hundred carefully cultivated giant beasts.
Yet now, looking below, fewer than five hundred battered survivors remained.
"War really does consume people and money!"
Of the force of over ten thousand, fewer than five hundred remained, while the more than three hundred giant beasts had directly become cannon fodder for Roy's destruction of Marineford.
And those were merely manpower losses, not counting their equipment.
With such an investment, Roy naturally felt some heartache, but he was even more satisfied that he had achieved his goal.
With the prestige the Golden Lion Pirates had earned in the Summit War this time.
Perhaps it was because Roy had once been a corporate drudge in his previous life.
"Roy, all the survivors are here. Should we meet up with Kuzan and the others next, or head to Sky City?"
Although Roy viewed these subordinates as chess pieces for achieving his goals, whenever it was time to pay up, he had always been exceptionally generous.
They had breached Marine Headquarters Marineford, inflicting unprecedented heavy losses upon the Marines and the World Government.
According to Roy's promise, they would become the backbone of his forces in the future.
Through this war, they had announced to the entire world that the terrifying Golden Lion Pirates had returned.
Thus, after crossing into the Pirate World, Roy had fulfilled every grand promise he made.
Yet this man, Roy, had successfully crippled one claw of the World Government, that colossal entity which had ruled