Revival: A Friendship Beyond Life and Death

"Blackbeard, I've met your conditions, and Sengoku's body is here. Isn't it time you kept your promise?" Garp asked Teach impatiently. The long battle had left his body somewhat weary, but his spirits had never been higher!

Teach didn't answer at once. He looked at the old man in surprise. Perhaps Sengoku was the one person Garp could truly lean on.

When Teach merely watched him with an unreadable smile, Garp grew anxious.

"I wouldn't lie to you! Check if you don't believe me. Saint Mjosgard's head is in the bag! I left his body out in the wilderness, too. There's no way he can come back to life!" In truth, Garp wasn't so sure. He didn't know whether the World Government had another trick up its sleeve. He feared Blackbeard might claim Saint Mjosgard could still be revived and refuse to keep his promise. At that moment, the white-haired old man seemed as impatient as a child.

"Zehahaha! Of course I trust your word, Mr. Garp! I just never expected you to betray everything you'd stood for most of your life so easily. What a surprise!" Teach had already received the system's notification that the mission was complete, so he had no reason to doubt Garp. Nor did he intend to break his promise.

"Don't worry. Give me Sengoku's body. I'll need a quiet room to bring him back." Teach's words let Garp breathe a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, he handed Sengoku's body over to Blackbeard. His expression looked relaxed, but his tightly clenched fists betrayed his nerves.

"Zehahaha! No need to worry, Mr. Garp! The revival ritual should only take about ten minutes. Shitt, get Mr. Garp a chair and a cup of good tea!" Teach lifted Sengoku's coffin with ease. After giving his crewman instructions, he