Shing!
In the blink of an eye, the gleaming cane sword was drawn.
Having already been suspicious of that powerful presence, Mr. Issho had no more doubts after hearing Chopper's words. Dragging his blade behind him, he shot forward.
Clang!
Two pitch-black, clenched arms rose and blocked the horizontally returning blade.
Sparks scattered as the impact of their collision spread outward in a circular shockwave.
Using Armament Haki as defense, Reiner had actually stopped the blade with his flesh and blood, preventing it from advancing even an inch further.
"We were happily gambling together just now, and yet you old blind man have no sense of loyalty." Reiner curled his lips into a smile.
He looked relaxed, but his heart was heavy. An admiral was still an admiral. This old man was no joke.
With a full-force shove from both arms, he knocked his opponent back. The two retreated separately, their feet sliding several meters across the ground as they faced each other.
"W-what's going on?!" Chopper stumbled back repeatedly, completely bewildered by the sudden conflict.
He looked at Fujitora, then turned to look at the confronting Reiner and Nami. He had no idea what was happening, but...
"Anyway, he's the enemy, right?!" Chopper quickly moved to his side's camp, narrowed his eyes, and assumed a combat stance. "Then I'll help too!"
"You've already been a hindrance, you idiot reindeer." Veins bulged on Nami's forehead as she forcibly suppressed the urge to punch Chopper.
"Huh, really?!" Chopper suddenly grew bashful and looked up. "When did I help?"
"I said you were a hindrance, damn it!!"
Bang!!
Nami bared her teeth and roared, unable to stop herself from smashing a fist into his head. "Why do you think we ended up fighting an admiral?! It was because you idiot exposed our