"Roger really went too far!"
The moment Garp saw the terrifying slash launched from the prow of the Oro Jackson, he knew it was Roger's doing. Seeing that blatant provocation, the smile on Garp's face only grew brighter. He rolled his right shoulder and cracked his neck slightly.
Then Garp grabbed his tie and loosened his collar before ripping off his white coat. With a slight bend of his knees, he was about to go give the Roger Pirates a proper welcome when Sengoku seized his arm.
"Hey! Garp, wait!"
"You're the commander holding down the center! Don't tell me you bastard are planning to charge in just like that?!"
"And haven't you noticed that some rats have already snuck onto the island?!"
Sengoku gripped Garp's arm and spoke in a low voice, his tone filled with fury.
He had carefully arranged this plan so they could wait at ease for the exhausted enemy. But Garp clearly did not see things the same way. The moment he spotted the Roger Pirates, this Marine hero, who was supposed to command the central force, actually wanted to pull that charge-into-enemy-lines stunt.
With a comrade like that, it was no wonder Sengoku had a headache.
What angered Sengoku even more was that while the Roger Pirates had entered the Marines' sight, strangers had already infiltrated Water Seven. Within Sengoku's Observation Haki, two powerful presences were rushing toward the center of Water Seven.
Their target was obvious: Buggy and Shanks, who were imprisoned in Rock Prison.
To locate the place where Roger's crewmen were being held so easily, the three people who had infiltrated the island could not possibly be ordinary.
"Sengoku, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
"The only commander holding down the center has always been you!"
"I'm the vanguard!"
"As for