Navy Headquarters, Marineford.
Zephyr emerged from the hospital with a frosty expression. Behind his sunglasses, a hint of fury could be seen.
A terrifyingly oppressive air surrounded him, causing even the officers and ordinary soldiers at Navy Headquarters to avoid him like the plague.
Clearly, Zephyr had received the news. The World Government actually intended to invite Whitebeard Jr., the man who had killed his students, to become a Shichibukai. This had made Zephyr completely lose faith in the World Government.
"Relying on the World Government's lot, we'll never truly bring an end to the Great Pirate Era!"
Though such sentiments had long circulated in secret within the Navy, only today did Zephyr truly grasp their meaning.
"What the World Government needs isn't peace or justice. The only reason it maintains order on the seas is to preserve its own rule!"
Zephyr was now in the most intense stage of his ideological transformation, rapidly heading down a dead end.
Just as the anger in his heart continued to build, he heard someone calling him from behind.
"Teacher Zephyr! Teacher Zephyr!"
Zephyr turned around, and his expression reluctantly calmed somewhat. "So it's Kuzan. What does a young man like you want with an old fellow like me?"
Among all the Navy higher-ups he had taught, Kuzan had the most similar personality to his own. Thus, the two had always shared the closest relationship.
"Teacher Zephyr, let's talk somewhere else." Kuzan stretched out an arm, casually slung it over Zephyr's shoulder, and guided him toward the Training Grounds.
"What is it? Where are you taking me?" Zephyr could not help but frown at Kuzan's actions.
Though Kuzan and Zephyr were both roughly three meters tall, Kuzan's lanky frame and long limbs stood in stark contrast to Zephyr's body, hardened through brutal training