The Coldness of Figarland's Three Kings

Just as Shamrock finished cursing Saint Charlos, Saint Rosward and Shalria barged into the Office of Power, shouting and forcibly shoving their way inside.

The guards of the Holy Land and Cipher Pol agents did not dare stop the furious Saint Rosward.

"Saint Warcury! Saint Garling! Immediately send the Navy and Cipher Pol agents to destroy the Goa Empire!!"

"Use a Buster Call! Use a Buster Call immediately! I want to wipe out all these demons!"

"I want revenge for my poor son!!"

Saint Rosward slammed his ornate cane down hard, his face twisted as he roared at the Five Elders and the Holy Knights. Spittle flew wildly inside his bubble helmet.

Even the pretty Shalria wore a twisted, furious expression as she loudly demanded revenge for her brother.

The shrill voices of their family filled the entire Office of Power.

But as the three kings of the Figarland Family—Saint Garling, Saint Shamrock, and Saint Shanks—turned their cold gazes upon Saint Rosward's family in unison—

The Office of Power instantly fell silent.

Under that terrifying pressure, Saint Rosward and Shalria were like ducks with their necks gripped.

Their furious faces instantly turned to terror.

Red-Haired Shanks placed his hand on the hilt of [Gryphon], his eyes icy.

He would never allow anyone to harm Uta!

Besides, all the officers of the Red Hair Pirates were currently in the Goa Empire.

Saint Shamrock had even gripped the hilt of [Cerberus], its blade slightly drawn. A flash of killing intent toward Saint Rosward's family passed through his eyes.

At this moment, he utterly despised these pig-like clansmen who could accomplish nothing but ruin everything!

Wearing sunglasses and sitting with one leg crossed over the other, Saint Garling remained calm, his right hand casually resting on [Supreme Blade: Sky-Soaring Dragon King].

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