The final request

Meanwhile.

Ben Beckman, Yasopp, and the others all raised their weapons.

Confident smiles spread across every one of their faces.

At the sight.

Many of the Marines shuddered involuntarily, and quite a few had already begun to shrink back.

In all honesty.

If a fight really broke out.

Red-Haired Shanks and his crew would have an enormous advantage.

After all, the Marines had already exhausted far too much of their strength over several battles. Even setting their injuries aside, their stamina had been severely depleted.

Red-Haired Shanks and his crew, on the other hand, had expended almost nothing. They were all still practically at their peak.

So.

If they really fought Red-Haired Shanks and his crew, the Marines would definitely be at a disadvantage.

But Sakazuki had not thought that far ahead.

By now, anger had completely clouded his judgment. All he wanted was to wipe out every last one of these pirates.

"Red-Haired Shanks!"

"This is your final warning!"

"If you don't get out of the way, I don't mind taking you down first!"

Sakazuki spoke viciously.

"Sakazuki, shut up!"

"I'm not talking to you!"

Red-Haired Shanks shot Sakazuki an irritated glare, then turned to Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

"Sengoku!"

"This is what the war has come to!"

"How much do you think the Marines stand to gain by continuing it?"

"I told you, I only came here to stop this war from going any further."

"As Fleet Admiral, surely you understand what's at stake in this battle better than I do?"

"The balance of the entire world has already shifted. If any other power falls now, will this world still be able to maintain its balance?"

Red-Haired Shanks looked at Fleet Admiral Sengoku as he spoke.

He was right.

In fact, even without Red-Haired Shanks saying it aloud, Fleet