"Gekko Moria."
Kizaru tilted his head and looked at the little giant who had suddenly appeared from the shadows of the ruins not far away, a man nearly twice his size. His tone carried obvious confusion. "At this particular moment, it seems you shouldn't be here."
As a Navy admiral, of course he knew about things like the summons for the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Right now, all of the Warlords should have gathered at Navy Headquarters, Marineford, awaiting the fleet admiral's arrangements based on the battle's outcome.
"That? It's because I applied for a far more interesting mission... Hee hee hee hee hee—"
As Gekko Moria spoke, he could not help bursting into wild laughter.
To him, having the chance to defeat Kaido head-on was indeed something worth getting excited about.
"Is that so?"
Kizaru made no comment either way, but he was too lazy to care. After all, it was not his mission.
The only reason he had asked about Araki's identity earlier was that he had been thinking about how to write his report when he got back.
Rayleigh, however, had a flash of astonishment in his eyes after hearing Gekko Moria's words.
Although he had been retired for many years, because his wife Shakky was an information broker, Rayleigh had never been out of touch with news from across the sea.
He still knew what level of figure Gekko Moria was.
Based on his judgment from interacting with Araki earlier, he clearly felt that the two of them were not on the same level of strength.
But in the end, he was merely an old pirate who had been retired for many years. He could not meddle too much in other people's affairs.
Besides, there was a Navy admiral present right now, two Seven Warlords