"Going to the New World?"
Smoker and T Bone froze at the same time.
Rock stood with his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"What?"
"Weren't you talking tough just now?"
"You even dared arrest someone under an Emperor's flag."
Smoker's gaze sharpened.
The next second, he stood even straighter.
"I'll go."
T Bone stepped forward as well and gave a solemn salute.
"I am willing to go with him."
"As long as it is to protect civilians, I will not shrink back, no matter where I must go."
Kuzan stood nearby, and his lazy eyes shifted slightly.
He looked at Rock, seeming to have guessed something.
"Ara ara..."
"Mr. Rock, are you planning to send these young men out to light a fire?"
Rock smiled.
"If the fire isn't lit, how will we know how much rotten wood is left on this sea?"
Kuzan said nothing more. He merely glanced at Smoker and T Bone.
These two young Marines—one as unyielding as stone, the other gentle as a damaged shield that still refused to retreat.
If they were truly sent to the edge of the New World,
they could indeed ignite a blaze—a blaze of Justice.
Not far away,
Zephyr walked over, carrying the bruised and battered Enel and Ze Yi.
The two dangled like salted fish hauled ashore, the Seastone weights around their wrists and ankles still clanking.
Zephyr grinned when he heard that.
"Good."
Young Marines ought to go out and see blood.
"You can't forge true Justice by getting knocked around in Headquarters training grounds all the time."
Dangling in midair, Enel still raised his head and shouted.
"Big Brother!"
"If you're going to the New World to fight pirates, take me with you!"
Rock shot him a glance.
"Survive Big