"Loa?! Are you all right?!"
Momonga shouted anxiously while he was still some distance away.
Ignoring the nick in his beloved sword, he drew it with a clang and pointed it at Shanks and the others.
From Momonga's angle, it looked as though the Red-Hair Pirates had surrounded Loa and were attacking him.
Just look—he had even brought out the Ice-made Exoskeleton he'd used in the Prison Deathmatch!
Clack, clack!
The Marines raised their weapons and chambered rounds, aiming at the Red-Hair Pirates. One order from Momonga, and they would pull the triggers.
Whether that would do any good was another matter. As Marines, how could they stand by while Pirates attacked their commanding officer?
But while Momonga and his men braced for a fight, Shanks was deeply moved.
See? I really am a Yonko. They're afraid of me!
I'm not a fake Yonko after all!
Loa stared wordlessly at Momonga as he ran over, kicking a lump of flesh along the ground the whole way.
Those smooth moves, that practiced footwork—Loa had only ever seen the like from China's national football team.
Lord Momonga, did you used to play football or what?
Momonga soon reached them. Only then did he realize he had gotten the wrong idea.
Loa was in rough shape, but he showed none of the caution or gravity one would expect from someone under attack by a Yonko's crew. On the contrary, he stood there casually, his back to the dangerous Pirates.
"What's going on here, Loa?" Momonga stopped a little over ten meters from the Red-Hair Pirates, utterly baffled.
"Right now?" Loa maneuvered the Ice blocks to look around the area, then told Momonga, "There's only one question right now: how many Blood Marrow Worms did the Bibi family spread, and where are they?"
"Exactly,