Then someone asked Drake, who had once started a war in Kaido's territory, "Doflamingo killed your father, didn't he?"
"That's all in the past. I don't hate him," Drake said. He was the captain of the Drake Pirates, born in the North Blue.
"What's with you? You really are a cold one. Well, come help too. This is a major matter—we need to report it immediately, or that man is definitely going to fly into a rage."
"Where are you, Lord Kaido? That bastard Joker has failed. Now we won't be getting any SMILE." They were in some unknown place, a winter country where white snow drifted through the air.
Meanwhile, on Fujitora's side, the Transponder Snail roared furiously, "Stop playing dumb, Issho! Do you have any idea what it means for a Marine admiral to admit his own defeat? How could you not report this to Headquarters first?!"
"If I reported it," Fujitora said, "it would only be changed into news with completely different content, wouldn't it?"
"What did you say?!" the voice on the Transponder Snail snapped angrily.
Fujitora recalled what Smoker had told him before: "I also think the Seven Warlords should be abolished. Two years ago, I was there when Crocodile's true face was exposed. We Marines couldn't do anything at all. If it hadn't been for the Straw Hat Pirates, Alabasta would surely have become a pirate country, just like Dressrosa is now. But the Government told the world it was the Marines' achievement. If only I'd had more authority back then..." Furious, Fujitora slammed his fist into the wooden table.
On another Marine ship, Smoker looked at the news report and said, "So Fujitora really went and did it." The blue-haired woman beside him said, "It reminds me of how unwilling we were to