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But if that was the case.

Wouldn't Roya be able to kill them outright?

At that thought.

Marco could not help but frown.

To put it bluntly.

Roya was saying this deliberately for Marco to hear.

Because if they truly followed Marco's demands, then just as Jewelry Bonney had said, he would definitely lead the Whitebeard Remnants away from the Justice League in the end.

Once that happened.

Wouldn't they become so-called traitors in Roya's eyes?

So.

Roya was clearly saying this deliberately to Marco and the others.

"Anyway!"

"That's all I have to say."

"I won't agree to your demands!"

"Of course, I won't force you either. If you truly don't want to join our Justice League, then forget it!"

After saying that, Roya turned around, seemingly preparing to leave.

Indeed.

Roya had never been someone who liked forcing others.

Although they had gone through great trouble to find Marco and the others, since Marco had made a demand he could not accept, Roya would not make things difficult for them.

As the saying went, forced fruit was never sweet!

Even though Roya thought highly of Marco and the others' strength, whether they joined or not would not have much of an impact on him.

Actually.

Roya had already expected this outcome before coming here.

After all, Marco and the others had once been members of the Whitebeard Pirates, one of the proud Four Emperors crews. Even reduced to this state, they still did not want to cast aside the pride Whitebeard had built.

Otherwise, how could they possibly face Whitebeard, who was already in his grave?

However.

Precisely because he had anticipated this outcome.

Did they really think Roya was leaving just because he had turned around?

Not at all!

This was merely Roya playing hard to get!