"Enough, Kuzan!"
Before Kuzan could finish speaking, Sengoku repeatedly shouted him down. He could understand Kuzan's feelings right now, but with so many Marines present, there were some things that absolutely could not be said.
Sengoku was a man whose reason outweighed his emotions. Having held a high position for many years, the greatest goal of his life had been to preserve the peace of this world to the best of his ability.
It sounded like some vague, hollow ideal.
But Sengoku's status gave his words weight, and he possessed the strength and position to match that ideal.
The conflict between Tsugikuni Yoriichi and the World Government had already been completely exposed. Even Marine Headquarters itself had lost quite a few top-tier powerhouses at Tsugikuni Yoriichi's hands.
But even so, for the sake of maintaining a facade of peace, Sengoku could still compromise with Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
No matter who took control of Marine Headquarters, so long as they could protect more ordinary civilians, Sengoku could accept them, regardless of what kind of person they were.
Marine Headquarters had already paid such a tremendous price to maintain this delicate balance with Tsugikuni Yoriichi and the New Marines.
Sengoku would never allow anyone to shatter this tacit understanding, not even Admiral Kuzan!
"Fleet Admiral?!"
Kuzan, who had been shouted down, froze in disbelief as he looked at Sengoku. Tsugikuni Yoriichi's slash at Crimson Valley had killed the vanguard Kuzan led, burying several thousand elite Marines forever beneath those waters. Tsugikuni Yoriichi had even killed the Marine hero Garp and Commander-in-Chief Kong.
Kuzan could not understand why Sengoku could still stand on Tsugikuni Yoriichi's side.
Could it be that Sengoku's camaraderie with Garp had all been fake?!
Though they had not met in some time, Kuzan was still that hot-blooded young man.
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