Peace Talks Invitation

The atmosphere in the plaza at Marine Headquarters was utterly lifeless.

Fleet Admiral Sengoku's decision to back down had completely crushed the Marines' morale.

The "deaths" of the Five Elders, the World Government's crushing defeat, and the enemy's godlike Giant of Light had mercilessly ground the Marines' dignity into the dirt.

"My offer still stands. A new era needs those who will maintain order, too. You're all working for someone either way, so what difference does it make whether you serve the World Government or me?" Kizaru looked at the Marine officers before him and showed no mercy as he exposed the lies of these so-called righteous Marine leaders.

Were the Marines really justice?

Did the word "Justice" written on the backs of their coats mean the Marines embodied justice?

In the history of Kizaru's previous life, there had even been a palace from a certain dynasty with the words "Upright and Honorable" inscribed above its entrance.

Every pretense of justice was merely a performance put on by those in power for the people beneath them.

If the Marines were just, why did the Celestial Dragons carry out an island-wide massacre every three years under the name of God's Trial?

You could say the Celestial Dragons were the ones doing the killing, but where did the warships blockading the entire island come from? And where did the soldiers maintaining order during the slaughter and ensuring the Celestial Dragons weren't harmed come from?

No excuse could hide the fact that the Marines, who shouted about justice every day, were nothing more than dogs raised by the Celestial Dragons.

At Kizaru's words, even the Marine officers, whose morale was already at rock bottom, couldn't help glaring at him in anger.

To them, Kizaru's words were an unbearable insult to the Marines.

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