Nami looked at the empty space beside her, and her heart sank at once.
Following the direction where the scavengers had gathered, Nami searched carefully for Garen. Sure enough, she spotted his swift figure charging ahead with his greatsword in hand.
Watching that figure, which seemed ready to kick up a sandstorm along the way, Nami could only shout anxiously:
"Garen! Come back!"
"Don't be rash!"
Yet the only answer she received was Garen's retreating figure growing ever more distant.
"It's over, it's over."
Nami's face instantly turned pale, and she muttered to herself:
"That bastard Garen! Now we're all going to become wanted criminals."
Though she complained about Garen's impulsive actions, her eyes showed not the slightest hesitation or retreat.
After hesitating for only a moment, Nami charged forward without looking back, following Garen's footsteps and chasing after the figure who had already rushed far ahead alone.
The moment she took that step, Nami was already thinking about what she and Garen should name their pirate crew in the future.
But Garen had not become as reckless and irrational as Nami imagined.
His steps were steady, and his expression remained fairly calm.
Although Garen had promised Garp that he would act within his means and hold to the bottom line,
he had never said he would turn a blind eye to all of this.
In fact, Garen was perfectly rational now, and this furious intervention was still within what he considered "acting within his means":
Though Garen's current strength was not enough for him to act wantonly against the royal nobles of the Goa Kingdom, his force, which dominated the East Blue, was enough to give him the right to speak to Goa Kingdom nobles as an equal—or even suppress them.
Just as Garp, whose strength stood at the