The One Who Intended to Rule the World!

Imu's tone was full of emotion, and the nostalgia in his eyes did not seem false. Tsugikuni Yoriichi took in every movement and expression. Even knowing that Imu was telling the truth at that moment, Yoriichi's expression remained as indifferent as ever.

Whatever kind of person Imu had been in the past meant nothing to Tsugikuni Yoriichi. Yoriichi only needed to know what kind of person Imu was now.

No matter how lofty the ideals Imu had held as a youth or young man, he was now nothing more than rotten roots propping up a decaying tree.

"Are those all your last words?"

Tsugikuni Yoriichi's cold gaze swept toward Imu atop the platform. Hearing this, Imu's pupils contracted slightly, and he snapped out of his reminiscence.

After a brief silence, a trace of anger appeared in Imu's eyes.

"Did you truly fail to understand, or are you pretending not to?"

"Tsugikuni Yoriichi, I have looked into you. I know what you have been doing in the New World."

"Your New Marines have consolidated military and political authority. In the chaotic New World, that may indeed bring stability to one region."

"But what happens when your New Marines no longer have enemies?!"

"Will you place soldiers accustomed to war into administrative posts? Can men used to sweat and blood live peaceful lives?"

"No. Even if you do not wish it, your subordinates will keep driving your New Marines forward—waging war, endlessly waging war."

"Until the New Marines can no longer bear the burden, and then force ordinary people to support you."

"Even if you defeat me today and destroy this 'decaying' World Government as you wish, you and your New Marines will become exactly like the World Government of today in a few years!"

"You cannot change anything. Everything will return