The not-so-loud voice echoed across the ruins as if infused with demonic power, lingering for a long time without fading.
As the dust filling the sky gradually settled, it revealed a face wearing a warm smile.
While the marine officers present were stunned, the expressions of Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro and the other two darkened slightly, and their gazes at Qin Yu gained a trace of disbelief.
"Laxus, hurry and tell them that you have nothing to do with the Blood Flag Pirates. With this old man here, they will never be able to take you away!" The taut string in Sengoku's nerves relaxed slightly before he urgently pressed for an answer.
Seeing Sengoku repeatedly speak up to protect him, practically going against the Five Elders, not only the marine officers but even admirals like Akainu, along with Garp, were somewhat surprised.
In their eyes, Sengoku had always been calm and composed, capable of displaying wisdom in the face of any unexpected event.
It was exceedingly rare for him to act based on emotion like this.
However, anyone who thought a little deeper could understand Sengoku's intentions.
Marine Headquarters had suffered one defeat after another during this period.
It was only Laxus's appearance that had allowed Marine Headquarters to recover a bit of its dignity.
During the recent Summit War, when faced with Shiki's attack, Laxus had shone brilliantly.
Not only had he brought back two monster-level combatants, but he had also forcefully slain Shiki.
It could be said that with proper cultivation, Sengoku believed that Laxus would definitely be able to take his position someday.
And lead Marine Headquarters toward greater prosperity and stability.
Yet just as that beautiful vision had begun to take shape, the Five Elders had come demanding his surrender, shattering it outright.
No one could