Kozuki Oden's return made Garp, who was already annoyed at having let Roger and the others go, even more irritated.
He had never found anyone as much of an eyesore as Kozuki Oden!
People who did not know when to quit and had no sense of boundaries were what Garp hated most—though he was that kind of person himself.
Garp's voice was loud, and his tone was exceedingly impatient. As he looked at Kozuki Oden and Marco, his fists had already clenched, and a dangerous aura radiated from his entire body.
Garp looked as though he would attack at the slightest disagreement.
Marco, a young man who had only recently made his name, had never heard anyone dare speak to him like that. As a member of the Whitebeard Pirates, Marco had long grown accustomed to others speaking to him in respectful, reverent tones.
He was not an arrogant person, but after being influenced by that environment for so long, Marco could not help feeling a certain sense of superiority as a member of Whitebeard's crew when facing outsiders.
"Marine, what did you say?!"
"You attacked first!"
"If it's war you want, then war it is! We're the Whitebeard Pirates—we've never feared anyone!"
"My old man is Whitebeard!"
Provoked by Garp's tone, Marco let out a furious roar.
From his perspective, he truly felt wronged. He had only come under orders to find Kozuki Oden. When he encountered Garp and Tsugikuni Yoriichi, Marco had not intended to clash with them.
Yet who could have expected that red-haired Marine to suddenly attack him without warning? If not for the unique nature of his Devil Fruit power, that first slash might have seriously injured him.
And now, these two Marines were actually the ones making trouble first, refusing to let the matter