Who Was the Darkness?
At the top of the Marine Headquarters building, on the massive balcony outside the Fleet Admiral's office, four figures stood gazing into the distance at what was unfolding in the headquarters plaza.
At that moment, the plaza, large enough to hold tens of thousands, contained only a handful of people. Yet the eyes of those four were fixed solely on the figure striding toward the wall.
There were only a few people in all of Marine Headquarters who could stand there so leisurely.
Without a doubt, these four were Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the Navy's highest-ranking leader, along with the three Admirals—the World Government's and Marine Headquarters' greatest fighting force.
"Shouldn't we stop him?"
Akainu glanced at Wu Biao in the center of the plaza. He did not particularly like the youth, because someone as strictly devoted to Navy discipline as himself was destined to dislike a person as impulsive and freewheeling as Wu Biao.
Still, he bore him no particular ill will either. Though Wu Biao's actions differed from the absolute justice Akainu believed in, he could certainly be considered a qualified Marine.
"Indeed. If we don't stop this, it'll be difficult to fill the Seven Warlords of the Sea vacancy in the future," Kizaru said, still wearing his usual frivolous expression. Though he said that, the look on his face clearly showed that he was enjoying the spectacle.
However, he was right. If Blackbeard died here—
Once word spread, those capable of becoming Seven Warlords of the Sea would become wary. They would suspect that the Navy was using recruitment as a pretext, while its true purpose was to lure pirates to Marine Headquarters and kill them.
That would inevitably create considerable trouble for replenishing the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Sengoku shook his head