The Holy Land, Mary Geoise,
The Five Elders, who held the world's highest authority, had gathered there,
They were also watching the course of this war closely,
"I told you letting those D. Clan bastards join the Navy was a mistake!"
"It was the wrong decision!"
"There isn't a single well-behaved member of the Monkey Family!"
"They carry the most evil bloodline!"
"They can't be tamed!"
The Blond Elder looked agitated. Seeing Garp and Dragon fighting, he couldn't help feeling resentment well up inside him,
Ever since the World Government was founded, the D. Clan had stirred up trouble under their rule, constantly seeking to undermine the World Government's authority.
"But we've all seen the D. Clan's talent for ourselves!"
"Their willpower and physical strength are remarkable."
The Birthmark Elder laid out the benefits,
"Almost every D. who grows up can become one of the world's top fighters."
"Those odds are incredibly rare."
Every top fighter was like a nuclear warhead; in the World Government's hands, they were enough to deter the world.
But the Navy couldn't reliably produce a set number of top fighters in every generation.
The odds of producing a top fighter were often extremely low. Even with the World Government controlling almost half the world's population, each generation could barely maintain around three Admirals.
And if they couldn't find candidates with sufficient talent, one of the Admiral positions would often remain vacant.
That showed just how precious the talent of anyone with a D in their name or D blood was: once they came of age, they were bound to become top fighters.
Even the World Government had broken its own principles and allowed members of the D. Clan to join the Navy.
But every coin had two sides. For all the D. Clan's extraordinary talent,