Anyone capable of making Zephyr lose his composure, of course, was no ordinary person. The man lying asleep with his eyes closed in the coffin had once been known throughout the seas by a fearsome title: the Pirate Admiral, Shiki!
As for how Shiki had fallen into the hands of the Land of Light, that was a small story that had caused barely a ripple.
"Shiki actually died at your hands." Even now, Zephyr still hadn't recovered from his shock.
Kizaru sat in his seat, looking remarkably calm. "That old man had gone mad. He couldn't recognize that the times had changed. After the Land of Light took control of East Blue, he still thought things were no different from when the World Government ruled here. So he paid the price for his arrogance."
"You did it?" Zephyr looked at Kizaru.
Kizaru shook his head mildly and said regretfully, "If I'd done it, I wouldn't have let his Devil Fruit power go to waste."
Even as he spoke, Kizaru still felt a little regret. The first enemy Shiki had encountered after arriving in East Blue was Madara Uchiha, and that was where the story had come to an end.
Madara Uchiha had dealt with Shiki so easily that he hadn't even reported the news. He'd simply thought he had taken care of an old pirate who had some skill but was long past his prime.
If a retired Marine passing by the island where Shiki had met his end hadn't happened to recognize his remains after Madara Uchiha left, then reported it to a nearby government official, even Kizaru, Danzo, and the other Vanguard higher-ups wouldn't have known the battle had taken place.
Kizaru briefly recounted what had happened to Zephyr. After hearing the story, Zephyr had only one question: