With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility

New World, where Pluton was located—formerly Wano Country.

"You were badly injured this time."

Vice Admiral Tsuru looked at Sengoku with a grave expression, her tone extremely serious. Clearly, this incident had exceeded her expectations.

"I expected them to do something, but for the Five Elders to personally move to kill me..."

As Sengoku spoke, the massive sword wound on his chest was tugged, making him frown slightly.

Vice Admiral Tsuru waved a hand.

Seeing this, the ship's doctor who had just finished bandaging Sengoku's wounds glanced at the bandages on his chest, which had begun turning red again. After hesitating briefly, he left with several assistants.

"But this is very strange."

After seeing them leave, Vice Admiral Tsuru stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Something must have happened that even the Five Elders couldn't sit still."

Though the pain from the wound in his chest was intense, Sengoku remained fairly calm, and his voice was equally composed.

"Does it have something to do with Dunn?" Vice Admiral Tsuru guessed.

If Sengoku's guess was correct, then Dunn was the only one capable of making the Five Elders this restless.

"That should be it. Could he have gone to Mary Geoise?"

Sengoku looked at Vice Admiral Tsuru.

"We haven't received any news."

"No news? Tsuru, what do you think could make them reach such a decision? Assassinating me isn't a good choice."

Sengoku thought for a moment before asking.

"Indeed. Although you are the Fleet Admiral, under the current circumstances, assassinating you would serve little purpose. They can't possibly fail to see that."

Vice Admiral Tsuru shook her head.

"The Navy will be thrown into chaos for a while, but afterward, those who need to make a choice will still make one."

Sengoku nodded.

That was indeed the case.