That astonishingly powerful shot could only have come from Saul.
Even while locked in combat with Garp, he had still managed to keep an eye on this side and find the time to fire a shot from afar that combined precision with power.
Aokiji's expression remained impassive, but he was inwardly amazed.
So this is Ghost Gun.
A sniper who had been practically an executioner to the Marines in the old era.
Aokiji knew, more or less, why Garp could never let go of his obsession with Ghost Gun.
Still, he really had only come here for a vacation.
Rubbing his chin, Aokiji turned to look at Maud and Sunny, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
"By the way, what's your relationship with Ghost Gun?"
The importance of anyone Ghost Gun would divert his attention to assist in the middle of a tense battle was self-evident.
Maud said, "The shop's laborers."
Sunny glanced at Maud. After thinking for a moment, she said, "The shop's employees."
"Hey, hey, are you serious?"
A bead of cold sweat slid down the back of Aokiji's head. Then he looked at Maud and Sunny, whose expressions showed no sign that they were joking...
"Well, whatever."
A chill once again seeped from Aokiji's body.
"As long as I make sure you stay here obediently, that's enough. In that case, I'll just have to be a little rough."
The moment he finished speaking, Aokiji charged at Maud and Sunny.
The instant he moved, another intimidating bullet flew over.
But Aokiji had been prepared. Once again, he dispersed into elemental form.
As he dodged the bullet, his elemental body rapidly flew toward Maud and Sunny.
Saul's attacks were indeed powerful, but Garp was no pushover.
While the two remained locked together, even if Saul wanted to