Under the dim yellow streetlights, Tsugikuni Yoriichi walked alone through the streets of the Kingdom of Mole.
Relying on Kuma's ability to peer into so many people's memories for days on end had left even someone like Tsugikuni Yoriichi feeling somewhat exhausted.
Taking advantage of the night, Yoriichi wanted to take a walk and ease the fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days.
More than half of the Kingdom of Mole's nobles had already been put on trial in recent days, and the country had inevitably entered a brief power vacuum. Its social order had also become somewhat unstable. Before all government departments officially resumed operation, the Marines imposed a curfew.
The night wind swept through the streets with a trace of chill. There was not a pedestrian in sight. Yoriichi walked up the slopes of the mountain city, and after a long while, he finally stopped at an open space and gazed out at the dark sea in the distance.
Dark clouds drifted across the sky, obscuring the bright moonlight and the sea of stars.
"Even a place like the East Blue harbors such evil."
"Just how many similar places are there on these seas?"
"Can deeply rooted ideas formed over eight hundred years of rule truly be completely overturned in just a few decades?"
"Even if I devote my entire life to it, the world I envision may still never come to this world."
As the night deepened, countless thoughts surfaced in Tsugikuni Yoriichi's mind. These seas were simply too vast, this world was simply too large, and there were simply too many countries. The hidden problems were too numerous to count.
Before such a distorted world, the power of an individual was simply far too insignificant.
Only now did Tsugikuni Yoriichi vaguely begin to understand