At noon, Kuzan and Borsalino came to say goodbye to Xia Le.
"It was an honor to serve with you, sir. I'll never forget it."
Borsalino smiled as he said his farewell.
That morning, the future Three Admirals had been told they would be leaving Xia Le's unit for other assignments.
"What you said yesterday was incredible!"
"I can sum up everything about you in one word, Xia Le."
"Elegant!"
Kuzan gave him a thumbs-up and grinned.
Xia Le smiled back. "Take care, Kuzan!"
"Your words helped me begin to see the path I should follow."
"I'll work hard and catch up to you someday."
Kuzan turned and waved goodbye.
Sakazuki, meanwhile, had left as soon as he received his orders.
"After what you said..."
"You'd better watch out for certain people above us. They may come after you," Crocodile said quietly from behind him.
"Once word gets out, no amount of caution will help," Bullet said with a sneer, a murderous glint in his eyes.
"We might as well leave the Marines!"
"With our strength, we could become pirates—even make you the Pirate King."
"Whatever we choose, we're strong enough!"
Xia Le narrowed his eyes.
A moment later, he gave a soft laugh but offered no reply.
At noon, sunlight spilled across the streets of Loguetown.
The weather was fine, and the streets were no longer as crowded as they had been a few days earlier.
Xia Le's squad headed for the harbor, preparing to leave and return to headquarters.
As they walked, he kept thinking.
Crocodile's concern was undoubtedly well founded.
Everything Xia Le had said to the world was bound to draw suspicion and resentment from those at the top. He had spoken on the spur of the moment, but he had chosen his words deliberately after