Tsugikuni Yoriichi's words drew everyone's attention in the conference room. Kyros, sitting nearby, tacitly pressed the remote in his hand and shut off the live Den Den Mushi.
"Yoriichi, have you made up your mind?"
Issho sat at the head of the table to Tsugikuni Yoriichi's right. Hearing those words, his expression turned somewhat grave as he asked.
Whether they intervened in the Marines' purge of the Big Mom Pirates or assassinated a Gorosei, regardless of the outcome, it would have an enormous impact on the New Marines.
Ever since they had attacked the Holy Land and returned from it, the New Marines, the World Government, and Marine Headquarters had maintained a delicate mutual understanding over the years.
The New Marines had been able to develop peacefully until now not only because of their formidable strength, but also because the World Government and the Marines had no desire to upset this balance.
But if the New Marines were to do something like assassinating a Gorosei again, the World Government and Marine Headquarters likely would no longer be able to tolerate them.
The Gorosei intended to use their long lives to slowly wear down the New Marines.
Over the eight hundred years since the World Government's founding, countless major powers that had once dominated the seas had risen, been replaced, and vanished.
In the Gorosei's eyes, Tsugikuni Yoriichi's New Marines were, at most, the Rocks Pirates of the "current era." They believed that as long as they remained sufficiently vigilant, Tsugikuni Yoriichi and his New Marines would eventually disappear into the river of history.
But how could Tsugikuni Yoriichi not understand what the Gorosei knew?
He had no way to control the future. All he could do was settle everything while he still had the strength to do so.
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