When Austin Was Too Obedient, He Had to Be Plotting Something

"Austin..."

Seeing this, Kuzan broke out in a cold sweat. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

He had originally thought Austin would kill that child without mercy. He had even been hesitating over whether he should intervene.

Yet in the blink of an eye, Austin had let her go, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Austin neither confirmed nor denied it, merely turning back to glance at the two of them.

"You've put on enough of an act, haven't you?"

In truth, Kuzan's sense of justice was much like Garp's—rough around the edges, but attentive in the details.

Though there seemed to be plenty of ice on Saul's body, they were merely superficial wounds. His blood and the like had not truly been frozen solid.

With some bandaging and a period of rest, he would probably recover.

Austin could not be bothered to watch the two of them keep acting. He simply waved his hand, several dragon scales growing from his palm.

"Although I know that your intention in rejecting the Marines was actually to uphold the justice in your heart..."

Black-and-red lightning crackled over Austin's hand as he slowly clenched his fist.

"Procedural justice is justice too. I can't just stand by and ignore it."

He threw a punch. Even though it was merely the force of the blow, the dense Haki and flowing Armament Haki it carried instantly made Saul's eyes roll back, knocking him unconscious.

Stepping past the unconscious giant, Austin gave Kuzan a look. After a stretch of silence, the two of them left the area.

Austin did not interfere any further.

Instead, he watched as the Ohara incident unfolded exactly as it had originally.

The island's destruction, everyone's deaths—everything proceeded just like the original.

Except for Sakazuki.

"Austin, why did