Burgess and the others were actually rather confused by Chris's words.
Why come here if they weren't staying or eating? Had they really come to pick a fight?
But judging by Shakky's reaction earlier, she didn't even know Chris.
"You could put it that way. I want to fight Rayleigh and see how strong he is. Have him come out."
Chris looked at Shakky and nodded earnestly.
His purpose for coming here really did amount to picking a fight.
But Chris didn't care. As long as he achieved his goal, they could think whatever they liked.
Rayleigh?
The women and the Division Commanders all froze for a moment, unsure who Chris was talking about.
Though puzzled, none of them dared ask. They simply watched in silence, waiting for Shakky's answer.
Shakky grew serious at his words, carefully examining Chris and the people behind him.
Then she was startled. The man before her seemed to be the newly appointed Shichibukai.
"You're Chris?"
Shakky asked quietly as she looked at him.
If that was true, this fellow really did have the strength to fight Rayleigh.
"That's right. I'm Chris. You should have heard of me. Have Rayleigh come out."
Chris nodded.
"Wait a moment."
Shakky nodded, then went to fetch Rayleigh.
Since that was how things stood, she would leave this to him.
With his strength, he probably wouldn't get hurt anyway.
Now that she had stepped away, the women finally had a chance to ask their questions.
"Chris, who's Rayleigh? Is he really worth fighting yourself?"
With her pitch-black iron club resting on her shoulder, Alvida smiled sweetly. "If I'm not mistaken, this Rayleigh must be as strong as an Admiral."
Jessica stroked her delicate chin, her lovely brows drawing together. "There's no doubt about that. It goes without saying."
"But