Meanwhile, after seeing Jazz's two successive inscrutable expressions, Hawkins finally realized he had done something incredibly foolish. The commanders of their fleets had all assumed they held high positions of power. Having just won a great victory, their pride had swelled, and they had actually wanted to give this kid a show of force. Looking at it now, how foolish had that been?
Trafalgar Law stood at the very back of the meeting group with a smile, watching everything unfold. The Eight Treasures Navy had deliberately—or perhaps casually—cut off the left side of the meeting area. Under Pig Head's lead, the Phantom Group's hundreds of ability users had taken up positions on the right side from the very beginning. Smoky and Shiryu, Ronglin's two personal bodyguards, stood far behind them with the Charlotte Family, blocking the rear, while Jazz stood above them all with Fujitora and Momousagi.
After recovering from his shock, Hawkins realized that the entire meeting area had been subtly surrounded. Yet the commanders of the Four Great Fleets and their officers, trapped within, were foolishly flaunting their dissatisfaction without noticing the strange atmosphere aboard the Nebula.
Hawkins was utterly horrified. What was Jazz planning? Was he turning the tables and giving them a show of force? Or did he simply intend to kill them? As long as these senior officers showed any intention of defying orders, would Jazz give the command and have the Star Alliance's high-end combat forces wipe out all of their core leaders here?
Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Hawkins's mind in an instant. Only then did he realize how foolish they had been to gather here and use this method to express their dissatisfaction with Ronglin through Jazz.
The Star Alliance had never been under their control.
The authority in their hands had