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Kadarul was caught off guard by the counter-question. He had just wanted to rebuke Gasparde for actually defining the Marines' righteous act of hunting pirates as a game when he heard Gasparde mention something else.

"Have you heard? A couple of days ago, Admiral Sengoku and Vice Admiral Garp apparently got into an argument over something. Vice Admiral Garp then left Headquarters in a fit of anger and went to the East Blue, his hometown, for a vacation..."

"About that... I did hear something. It seems to have been because of the Sky Pirate Crew... Those wicked pirates are becoming increasingly difficult to deal with. I never expected them to flee to the South Blue... They've endangered another country..."

Kadarul looked furious.

Seeing this, Gasparde looked at his colleague as if he were an idiot.

Kadarul was startled by that look and asked instinctively,

"Hey, what's with that look? You still haven't answered my question."

"Nothing... As long as you're happy!"

Gasparde had originally been too lazy to answer his colleague's question, but after thinking it over, he spoke.

"There's no hope for my future anymore. Since that's the case, I might as well find somewhere in the North Blue to retire!"

Kadarul was stunned, but then he understood and consoled him.

"It's all right. I can speak to Vice Admiral Borsalino and ask him to put in a few good words for you in front of Marshal Kong..."

But before he could finish, he was interrupted.

"Thanks, but there's no need. For me now, being able to retain my rank as a rear admiral is already an unexpected blessing. As for advancing any further, I've stopped thinking about it."

Kadarul's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant.

His colleague Gasparde was clearly a man with far greater potential than himself. He