"Child of the Devil, the little girl from Ohara?"
Garp was clearly surprised.
Of course he knew what had happened at Ohara back then, and that the Navy had destroyed it with a Buster Call.
Because of what happened, his first disciple, Aokiji, had gone from a lively young man to a complete slacker.
"What are you planning to do?"
Garp didn't believe his disciple was going to capture her. If he had wanted to, he would have done it back then.
"The World Government already knows. They've sent someone to the West Blue. I'm just going over to lend a hand."
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Aokiji's lazy voice came through.
Yeah, right!
Garp picked his nose, looking utterly speechless.
He knew what his disciple was like. There was probably something else on his mind.
"Just do what you think is best."
After saying that, Garp hung up the Den Den Mushi and set it on the little table beside him. Then he turned to Dunn, who had his eyes closed.
"You seem pretty interested in what we were just talking about."
Garp hadn't missed Dunn's reaction.
The old man might have been simple-minded, but after decades in the Navy, he was no amateur at reading people.
"Just curious," Dunn said with his eyes closed.
"This isn't a small matter. Getting involved could make an enemy of the World Government," Garp warned him.
"If you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have been interested. But now that you have, I'm genuinely curious."
Dunn opened his eyes and turned to look at Garp.
That personality!
Garp froze. That attitude seemed familiar.
The people around him all seemed to be like that.
Garp studied Dunn, trying to tell whether he meant it. But Dunn had already closed his eyes again.
The warship sailed across