The Five Elders were extremely satisfied with the test results. Although fewer than fifty completed Pacifistas could do nothing to a powerhouse like Kong, these were artificial creations—things that could be mass-produced!
Numbers were the least of their concerns.
After seeing off the Five Elders while panting heavily, Kong silently turned around, ordered his subordinates to dress his wounds, and asked,
"Why aren't you returning to oversee the front lines? What are you wasting time here for?"
Behind him, Tsuru stood quietly to the side. At his words, her expression darkened, and she shook her head.
"Nothing... I just wanted to see how you were doing."
"Hmph, I'm not so old that I need you people worrying about me!"
Kong snorted coldly, then curled his lips and softened his tone.
"Go back. Don't concern yourselves with things here. I've got everything handled."
Everything handled by you...?
Tsuru gave a bitter smile and shook her head before bowing.
"Yes!"
Before she had taken two steps, Kong suddenly called after her. "Oh, right, take Aokiji with you too... Since he's awake, send him to the front lines! Hiding in the hospital is an embarrassment to the Marines!"
Tsuru's heart skipped a beat, but her expression remained unchanged as she nodded.
"Yes, I understand."
Watching Kong direct soldiers to deploy the Pacifistas throughout the Holy Land while having his wounds treated, Tsuru clenched her fists and gave him a deep look before turning and striding away.
The problem Ron could foresee was one Tsuru could foresee as well.
There was no doubt that Oric and Kaido's next target could only be the Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
The Five Elders had thought of it too. That was why they had impatiently ordered Vegapunk to send over the completed Pacifistas to strengthen the Holy