And because of what had happened, Mole—the man who had personally passed Judgment on his own sister—had grown dissatisfied with the Marines and the World Government.
Loa did not know what role Fleet Admiral Sengoku had played in it, but he knew Sengoku was not a cold-blooded man. He had probably agreed to send Mole because of the World Government's authority.
After all, Sengoku had once been "loyal to a fault" to the World Government!
But did that make Sengoku or the World Government Simon's enemy?
No. In fairness, the rulers had only done what they were supposed to do. An individual could never be allowed to wield the power of an Ancient Weapon. The consequences would turn the world upside down! Simon was smart, so he understood that.
"Loa, who am I supposed to hate?" Simon asked with a bitter smile, looking to Loa for an answer.
"Uh, sorry to interrupt." Loa nodded decisively, then turned and left Simon and Mole staring after him in confusion.
Even an honest judge could not settle a family dispute. Simon's family affairs were far more complicated than Loa had imagined, and he was in no position to weigh in as an outsider.
Besides, what had actually happened might be even more complicated than Simon had said! Who knew how all those debts, grudges, loves, and hatreds tangled together?
If this were a romance novel, Loa would not have minded digging into it and padding the word count.
Unfortunately, it was not.
So Loa promptly bowed out and left the two of them to sort it out. Simon and Mole were both smart men. As long as neither got stuck on one idea, they did not need a lecture from him.
When Loa returned to the Royal Palace's main hall, a crowd of