"They really have no fear!"
"They know the Marines haven't even pulled out of the area, yet they dare to travel alone in broad daylight."
"They clearly don't take the Marines seriously!"
"Didn't you see the paper? They forced the Marines to retreat."
"The Marines fled before they could even join the real fight."
"The Seven Warlords Alliance and the Chris Pirates are far more terrifying than those Marines!"
After the group left, all sorts of talk spread across the surrounding waters.
There was no doubt about it. The battle in Pudora Kingdom alone
had made the names of the Chris Pirates and the Seven Warlords Alliance known far and wide.
The outside world was already deeply wary of them.
Nearby, the Marines led by Kizaru Borsalino had yet to leave entirely.
Since the day before, they had been hunting down pirates in the area.
Some unlucky crews had been sunk on the spot.
Others were still being chased.
The Marines had captured no small number of pirates.
Some of the prisoners had already been sent off to Impel Down.
Kizaru Borsalino, of course, had been among the first to leave.
Only Vice Admiral Momonga and the others remained, doing their best to capture pirates from every quarter.
Anyone still chatting freely in the area had been lucky.
They had escaped the sweep, but they did not dare leave carelessly.
They feared the Marines might be lying in wait somewhere ahead.
Aboard a Marine warship, Kizaru Borsalino stood on deck with the latest newspaper in his hand.
"This really is getting troublesome," he murmured.
"To think I forgot about those reporters..."
"What a headache."
Kizaru Borsalino was on his way back.
His ship held a great many captive pirates.
At least that gave him something to show Sengoku.
He had