The Hidden Truth

The next morning.

Marineford, Marine Headquarters Building, Sengoku's office.

The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed ready to drip. Several urgent documents lay spread across the broad desk, and an unsettling silence filled the air—if one ignored the "crunch, crunch" of someone chewing rice crackers in the corner.

Veins bulged on Sengoku's forehead. Finally unable to bear it any longer, he slammed a fist onto the desk with a thunderous bang.

"Garp! At a time like this, you still have the appetite to keep eating?!"

Garp sat cross-legged on the sofa, carelessly tossing another rice cracker into his mouth and crunching away.

"What's the big deal, Sengoku? At the end of the day, this isn't the Marines' primary responsibility, is it? If anyone's to blame, it's those idiots in Cipher Pol for meddling where they shouldn't and provoking that old lion. Now look, they've stirred up a hornet's nest."

Zephyr, standing nearby with his arms folded, added in a deep voice.

"I agree. The mess caused by Cipher Pol's internal misjudgment should be their own headache. The criminals escaping from Infinite Hell means they should bear the greatest share of the consequences."

Sengoku rubbed his forehead in anguish. "This isn't the time for you two to make sarcastic remarks! Don't you understand that with Cipher Pol's strength, they can't possibly stop Shiki, much less those monsters from Infinite Hell who escaped alongside him?!"

Because someone had taken Guanhao Island, a butterfly effect had occurred, delaying Golden Lion Shiki's prison break by a year.

While escaping from Impel Down, he encountered Cipher Pol agents disguised as prison guards who tried to stop him. Their actions thoroughly enraged Shiki. In his fury, he not only destroyed the blockade, but also smashed several cells on the sixth level of Infinite Hell, releasing several