(The one the protagonist killed before was his son, Saint Charlos. His own name really was this stupid.)
Sabaody Archipelago, GR66.
A cold drizzle fell from the sky, shrouding the entire area in damp mist.
An ordinary-looking Marine warship lay quietly moored at the harbor. Groups of Marines had gone to the island's shopping festival to restock supplies, leaving the deck completely empty.
Sakazuki stood alone in the rain with his arms crossed, letting the icy droplets fall onto his white justice cape and slide down its hem. His face was expressionless, but deep in his eyes lurked a trace of barely perceptible conflict.
He had already learned of Zephyr's defection through the hawkish Marines at headquarters. He was grateful to the man who had guided him along his path in the Marines.
Without Zephyr, there would be no Admiral Akainu today.
"I hope you won't sink into depravity and become an enemy of justice."
He muttered under his breath, his voice swallowed by the rain. Sakazuki had seen too many Marines take the wrong path because of a momentary grievance.
In his eyes, justice allowed no compromise. Even if it was the teacher he respected most, once he stood against justice, he would receive no mercy.
Ten thousand meters beneath the sea.
A coated warship was positioned where Fish-Man Island had once stood.
"How... how is this possible? Fish-Man Island has disappeared."
Behind the porthole, Ain stared at the empty scene before her and cried out in shock.
"Moving an island... was that Golden Lion? But wasn't he dead?"
Binz was full of doubts.
The hundreds of other Marines looked no better. They were equally bewildered.
Zephyr exhaled a ring of smoke and was about to say something when he suddenly rose to his feet and looked