"According to reports, an artificial rainmaking ship was just captured. A large quantity of Dancing Powder stockpiled by Baroque Works was found aboard. The general manager of this secret criminal organization was Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. In the name of Navy Headquarters, directly under the World Government, all enemy ship capture permits issued to you, as well as every title and privilege granted to you by the government, are hereby revoked!!"
A trace of relieved laughter appeared on Crocodile's originally furious face. With a bang, he fell to the ground and passed out.
Seeing the smile on Crocodile's face, every Marine felt enraged. This was the man who had turned an entire nation into a battlefield. That afternoon, King Cobra had already used Den Den Mushi to announce Crocodile's conspiracy to every city, as well as the reason it had not rained for three years. The national hero had become someone hated by all. The pirate attacks on villages, Crocodile's appearances to rescue them, his rise as the Guardian God of the nation—it had all been an act.
They had all been kept in the dark. Though they were not citizens of this country, as Marines sworn to protect the people, they could not allow someone like this to exist.
And Crocodile was one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. The Seven Warlords of the Sea represented pirates under the government's banner. In a sense, the World Government also bore much of the responsibility for the suffering this country had endured.
Yet this bastard was actually smiling. "Bastard!" Unable to endure it any longer, a Marine wanted to kick Crocodile, but Tina stopped him with a hand. Crocodile had already been seriously injured. If they attacked him again, he might die on the spot.