The Battle's End and Meeting Kuma

Ryan hovered in the sky, looking down at Garp and Aokiji on the warship's deck, his expression slightly hesitant.

He had not expected to encounter these two, but now that he had, only two paths lay before him.

Fight, or withdraw and give up on capturing Kizaru.

If he chose to fight, their current strength was somewhat insufficient, but he could summon enough forces from Nazarick at any time.

But honestly, this move would bring him more trouble than benefits.

Although he had not been in this world for long, he had already made certain plans for its future.

First, he needed to clarify his objective.

He had not come to this world for power, nor had he come to selflessly help the people at the bottom rise up and lead a revolution!

He was not that great, and he had his own needs for this world.

This world's unique materials, unique technologies, unique civilizations, unique ideas... as well as the civilization and future built by the wisdom of its vast population—those were what he sought.

His choice to cooperate with the Revolutionary Army was merely because their interests aligned, while the World Government could not achieve that due to the nature of its class.

If he simply wanted to destroy the World Government, leaving aside certain weapons beyond conventional standards, the mobility provided by Portals alone would be enough for him to ensure the World Government's orders never left the gates of Mary Geoise.

After all, even if an admiral went out, sending five or six Guardians together would be enough to take his life in a short time.

But he could not do that. It did not serve his interests.

The World Government's eight hundred years of rule represented this world's legitimacy, stability, and order!

Even if that