Cannons roared across the battlefield of Marineford.
The atmosphere had reached its most critical point.
At this moment.
Red-Haired Shanks and his crew had stopped fighting.
"Boss!"
"Are we not getting involved?"
Ben Beckman asked Red-Haired Shanks.
"No!"
"For now, we'll watch."
"We came here to end this war, not to take part in their battle."
"If they want to fight, let them fight for a while!"
Red-Haired Shanks said unhurriedly.
After all, his purpose in coming here was clear: to end this war.
However.
Even so, he remained neutral. After all, he was a pirate—how could he possibly help the Marines?
As for the other pirates, he had no obligation to help them either.
Therefore.
Just as he had said.
If they wanted to fight, then he would let them fight to their hearts' content.
And Red-Haired Shanks truly wanted to see what the final outcome of this war would be.
No matter what happened.
Whether the Marines won or lost.
The balance of this world had long since changed because of Roya's Justice League.
What was more.
Even if the Marines lost, so what?
The current situation had never been announced to the world. Only those in Marineford would know the true result.
After all, the World Government was exceptionally skilled at fabricating the truth. It was nothing more than a matter of issuing a press release.
Red-Haired Shanks had long grown accustomed to such tactics. If they did not use tricks like that, they would not be the World Government. So, there was no need for him to make a move now.
Instead.
Red-Haired Shanks stared at the corpses of Whitebeard and Fire Fist Ace, lost in thought.
The reason was simple.
The reason he had come to stop this war was merely to take away Whitebeard's