Loa had dared to say that because he was confident.
Who was Shanks?
A Yonko!
One of the world's most terrifying Monsters!
His every Motion held the world's attention!
Whether people followed him willingly or not, his influence was impossible to ignore. Neither wind nor rain could shake it.
If Sengoku stamped his foot, the entire Grand Line would tremble. If Red-Hair sneezed, a storm would sweep across the world.
The difference was not just one of strength, but of status.
As a Pirates, Red-Hair held sway in the New World, and no one dared challenge him. Sengoku, derided as a "World Government lapdog," could not compare with that kind of fearsome reputation.
A Monster like him would never leave his territory to wander the seas without a reason.
Now that he had appeared on Ian Island, the situation was clear.
At heart, the Red Hair Pirates were not vicious monsters. They had their principles, though they were not as naive as Straw Hat. Their methods could be ruthless, but they were not as cruel as Beard and his ilk.
Red-Hair must have known what had happened on Ian Island. To put it in broad terms, he had come for the sake of World Peace.
"All right, let's talk. I want to know what happened here myself." After considering it for a moment, Shanks agreed to Loa's suggestion.
"Exactly what I had in mind."
Crack, crack!
Several Ice stools formed beneath them.
The others took one look at the stools radiating bitter cold, pretended they had seen nothing, and found other things to do.
Shanks watched Loa sit down without a care, then quietly coated his backside in Armament Haki. Only after using Hardening, too, did he gingerly take a seat.
Clang!
At the faint sound of King striking metal,