~
It was obviously about to end!
Zephyr had obviously already made up his mind!
No more confusion, no more hesitation!
The New World no longer needed to be destroyed!
No matter how one looked at it, this should have been a happy ending for everyone~
But now...
What was this King of the Land of Grass doing?
What exactly did he want to do at such a crucial moment?
Not fan the flames?
No one fanned the flames harder than you, all right!
At this moment, Sengoku had something he did not know whether he should say.
Damn it!
If not for the Marines behind him holding him back, if not for the justice he bore forbidding him from doing this, if not for the World Government ordering that they were not to clash with the Land of Grass right now, if not for today's poor weather...
Otherwise, even if it cost him his old life, he would have rushed over and strangled that madman to death!
Now, he somewhat understood what Kuzan had meant by "madman."
Was this something a normal person could do?
Of course~
Now was not the time to care about that. Sengoku took a deep breath, calmed his complicated emotions, and turned to look at Zephyr, whose expression had darkened again.
After cursing that damned grass bastard in his heart again, he opened his mouth. "Zephyr..."
However.
Before he could finish speaking.
"I know what you want to say, Sengoku~" Zephyr still wore a gloomy expression as he waved his hand, cutting him off. "But please, don't say it. I have my own convictions and my own choice. Please don't interfere with me at a time like this, all right? Sengoku~"
With that, he ignored Sengoku, who sighed again and fell silent.
Zephyr turned