Heaven Helps Garp

"Bastards! Are those fools in the Navy, Army, and Air Force all just drawing pay for nothing? Nearly thirty Admiral-level powerhouses, and they still couldn't stop one measly Pirate Alliance!"

"With soldiers outnumbering the enemy by more than two to one, we still ended up losing nearly seventy percent? Hah. We spend tens of billions of Beli every year raising them, and this is what they show us today?"

"Useless trash, all of them! Not only those damned pirates, but those bastard Revolutionary Army members have shown up too! What? Are they trying to throw a party?"

"A bunch of lowly commoners, daring to challenge the majesty of gods! Damn them! They all deserve to die!"

"Stop fucking yelling! Those bastards are about to break into the Holy Land! Think of a solution first! If Lord Imu learns that we failed in our duties, our heads may not stay on our shoulders! And if he finds out that we imprisoned Shanks without permission and becomes suspicious, our plans afterward could very well fall through!"

Inside the lavish room, the usually lofty Five Elders had long since become ants on a hot pan! Even if those pirates broke into the Holy Land and slaughtered a large number of Celestial Dragons, that would only be a minor matter! What they truly feared was Imu learning of the situation. That lord's methods were a nightmare they never wished to recall for the rest of their lives! If anything truly went wrong, forget their plans—they might be written out in the next chapter!

"But what can we do now? So many Admiral-level powerhouses were defeated by those pirates. With just the five of us, I'm afraid we aren't enough to stand against them, are we?" Saint Donquixote rubbed his head in frustration. His body