The explosion's black smoke left a trace of gunpowder on Gion's face.
Kompira slid slowly back into its sheath.
She didn't know what had prompted her to do it.
All she knew was that, when she had the power to save this Celestial Dragon, she hadn't really wanted to.
"I can only choose one: save the Celestial Dragon or protect my subordinates."
She silently defended herself.
Yes, she could only choose one of the two.
She chose to dance with her blade, deflecting the powerful shock waves from the explosion one by one.
What Gion deliberately avoided thinking about was that stopping Saint Miklos's explosion would have protected her subordinates too.
"Don't write down anything that happened here. Understood?"
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Faced with such overwhelming strength, the Marine Soldiers who had just been wavering could only go along with the order.
Besides, Gion had just saved their lives in the explosion.
Clearly, the explosion hadn't left behind any valuable clues.
At least the frightening broadcast had ended, which was a relief.
But Gion still felt weighed down.
Where had that mad Joker gone?
And what was the purpose behind his insane actions?
Freeing slaves?
Or was he working with the Ge Ming Army?
This kind of ability to bewitch people did seem somewhat similar to the Ge Ming Army's methods.
"Vice Admiral Momousagi, all of Saint Miklos's slaves are missing."
"The two Devil Fruits collected by the Markas Family have disappeared as well."
They quickly took inventory of the things inside the building.
The most important things were the people and the valuables.
"Does he want to be a hero who frees slaves, like Fisher Tiger?"
If that was the case, Gion could respect him to some extent. He was just far too reckless.
"Or is he after money?