"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, should we make a move to seize these Devil Fruits?"
"If these Devil Fruits really fall into the hands of the pirates, their strength will grow dramatically. By then, the resistance we face on Laugh Tale will be even greater!"
Aboard a Marine battleship, Onigumo was the first to lose his composure as he studied the intelligence reports sent back by the agents planted within the Four Emperors' factions.
In their eyes, the sudden appearance of several hundred Devil Fruits at once had already overturned all common sense.
Not to mention the prospect of them falling into pirate hands and creating hundreds of Devil Fruit users.
"No. Our most important objective right now is to reach Laugh Tale. The Four Emperors' alliance is nothing more than a loose collection of individuals. Dividing the Devil Fruits equally means their competition will intensify as well. Once they set foot on Laugh Tale, the balance between them will be shattered immediately."
Standing on the bow deck, Sengoku spoke in a deep voice.
"The stronger they become, the more fiercely they will fight when internal conflict erupts. For the Marines, that is the best kind of attrition. Marine Headquarters will be able to reap the rewards without lifting a finger."
Those words left many people exchanging looks.
"Cough, cough. Sengoku, you truly deserve the title of the Strategist. But I've heard that last line through the surveillance Transponder Snail before. I think it came from Blackbeard," Garp said after swallowing the rice cracker in his mouth and coughing twice.
"Shouldn't we be a little wary? Otherwise, we might follow in Blackbeard's footsteps and get wiped out by that brat Uchiha Qin Yu while he plays the fisherman again!"
Sengoku's expression stiffened at once. Then he shot Garp a furious glare. "Garp,