Help Me Kill Someone!

Under the watchful eyes of the Marine higher-ups, Luffy shouted that classic line in the projected scene.

Then Garp's delighted expression froze on his face.

He already knew that Luffy kept shouting about becoming the One Piece.

After all, ever since meeting that damn red-haired Shanks, his grandson had seemed possessed, yelling every day about becoming the One Piece and saying it was a promise he had made with Shanks.

"Ahem, a child just thought it was fun and shouted it for fun. That's what you all think too, right?"

Garp said with a dry laugh. Even with his carefree nature, being stared at like that by so many people made him feel a little awkward.

"Looks like you rarely discipline your grandson, Garp."

Vice Admiral Tsuru wore a teasing smile.

It was not just her. The others did not really care about what Luffy had shouted, either.

He was only a child.

No one took it seriously.

Naturally, Garp did not agree with what Vice Admiral Tsuru said.

Every time he returned to Windmill Village, he made his grandson properly taste the Iron Fist of Justice.

Yet that grandson of his was even more stubborn than Dragon.

"The One Piece? Whether now or in the future, there won't be another One Piece."

Aokiji opened his sleepy eyes and spoke frankly.

"Ahem." Garp glanced over at the screen. After Luffy and Ace defeated their opponents, the image had been cut off. He then turned to Vice Admiral Tsuru.

"Tsuru, is something going on?"

As he spoke, Garp gestured in Sengoku's direction.

"There is something, but Sengoku hasn't made a decision yet."

As soon as Vice Admiral Tsuru finished speaking, the surrounding Marines suddenly cried out in surprise.

The two of them looked up at the same time.

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