"So, are we going to capture this Moyun or not?"
As soon as those words were spoken, Sengoku fell silent.
He was not particularly afraid of the Celestial Dragons, but if he provoked them, there would definitely be endless trouble.
Sengoku wanted to have a peaceful and uneventful old age.
"Let's leave it at that for now. This pirate hasn't caused any major trouble."
That was not major trouble? It was practically like pissing on the Marines' heads.
As this pirate named Palo entered more and more countries, his influence was clearly being built up bit by bit.
Even an ordinary Marine could understand such a simple truth, so how could Sengoku not understand it? The problem lay with the Celestial Dragons.
If that symbol had been fake back then, they could have sent forces to capture Moyun now.
Unfortunately, it was real.
They would never have imagined that the Celestial Dragon himself was Moyun.
They could use Nico Robin as an excuse to deploy troops, but they feared that Celestial Dragon might intervene.
Nico Robin had really found herself a powerful backer this time. Sengoku wanted to retire immediately and disappear from this place.
Whoever wanted this damned Fleet Admiral position could have it. He truly worried himself sick every day.
"Send Marines to keep a close watch on that brat called Moyun. Also, suppress the factories he opened. Oh, try not to make it too obvious."
They still had to give the Celestial Dragons some face, at least.
Still, this act of suppression could count as provoking the Celestial Dragons. He wanted to see which Celestial Dragon above would pressure him over it.
"Yes!"
Sengoku rubbed his temples with a headache. Not only was there Moyun, but also Garp's grandson, Luffy.
Why were all the newcomers these days