Tsugikuni Yoriichi did not actually know much about the "big shots" of the New World. The New Marines' intelligence network only covered the first half of the New World for now, and the information they possessed was quite limited.
As for the leaders of those major powers in the New World, he had only heard of them at most.
As for why he could recognize that birdman Morgans, he had the memories buried deep in his mind to thank. The instant he saw Morgans's appearance, Tsugikuni Yoriichi's long-buried memories surfaced.
Behind Tsugikuni Yoriichi, Ferland wore a shirt full of "holes" and held a notebook in his hands. After using a spyglass to glance at the ships out at sea, he immediately began sketching with a pencil.
It could not be helped. The New Marines' shortage of supplies was not limited to firearms. Not only were their weapons generations behind those of the Marines at Marine Headquarters, but even cameras came only in "standard models." They could not clearly capture the other side's appearance from such a distance, leaving hand-drawn sketches as their only option.
Tsugikuni Yoriichi leaned over the railing, observing the ships in the distance while comparing the people and vessels he saw against the intelligence he had. He silently memorized the appearances of those underground power brokers.
After a long while, the number of ships visible through Tsugikuni Yoriichi's spyglass gradually dwindled. After watching for a long time, he lowered the spyglass, stretched lazily, and beckoned to Ferland behind him.
Understanding at once, Ferland handed the notebook to Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
"Morgans, who controls the 'media monopoly.'"
"Grand Duke Kase, the 'War Maniac.'"
"And what's this, 'Know-It-All'?"
"One flashy title after another..."
Tsugikuni Yoriichi muttered as he flipped through the notebook.
Seeing the thoughtful look on Tsugikuni Yoriichi's face,