Ace asked in confusion.
"Then what do you think the Navy is?"
"As long as something benefits civilians and serves justice, shouldn't we do it as Marines?"
"Or do you think the Navy should be the World Government's lapdog?"
Xia Le sighed softly.
Ace froze, standing there quietly as he sank into thought.
He seemed to be starting to understand whose side Uncle Xia Le was really on.
Meanwhile, on the shore of an unnamed deserted island ahead.
A group of men sat with their chins propped in their hands, staring blankly out at the sea.
"I'm going to take a piss. Keep watching!"
Suddenly, the man at their head's expression changed, and he called out.
Before anyone could react, the rough-looking man clutched his lower back and ran off.
A square-faced man among them looked puzzled. He had noticed the man's frequent urination over the past few days.
"Teach injured his kidneys in that battle!"
Lafitte sighed, his tone somewhere between concern and amusement at Teach's misfortune.
"Injured his kidneys?"
Sakazuki's expression shifted slightly, and a rare smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He swept his gaze over the men sitting there and clearly saw the smiles they were trying to suppress.
Clearly, these men were not united. Their seemingly powerful group had only come together through various shared interests.
A short while later, Marshall D. Teach returned.
"Well? Still no ships?"
"Our ship's stranded. Without a suitable vessel, we'll be stuck here!"
Van Augur lowered his telescope and smiled. "I did spot a ship heading this way."
"However..."
He paused.
"However what?"
Marshall D. Teach asked bluntly.
"However, it's a warship."
Van Augur replied.
"So what if it's a warship? Weren't we using one not long ago?"
"Too bad Sakazuki abandoned it and switched to a