Pirate: I Loaded the Game Panel

Sengoku ground his teeth, furious. In all his life, he had never met such a shameless pirate!

After a long while, he said stiffly, "What now?"

Adrian feigned confusion. "Why haven't you called Marine Headquarters yet? Are you trying to stall until the Celestial Dragon dies? How vicious!"

This time, Sengoku was too angry to speak. He walked aside, took out the black, eavesdrop-proof Den Den Mushi reserved for Admirals, and relayed the news to Marine Headquarters.

Adrian, in high spirits, turned to Kizaru with a smile.

"Vice Admiral Borsalino, if the World Government agrees to my terms and Marine Headquarters can't refuse, would you call that Justice kicking a man while he's down?"

Turn Up the Pressure

The boss of Futaba Kindergarten did not want to talk.

He wanted to fire a hundred point-blank Yasakani no Magatama shots straight into Adrian's face.

But Borsalino was badly wounded, and he could not bring his full strength to bear.

Even when uninjured, his Yasakani no Magatama could not hit a Mimic Ghost without Armament Haki. Adrian himself was hidden somewhere unknown, making him an even less likely target.

Besides, Borsalino had no attention to spare for White Ghost's trivial taunts.

When a Celestial Dragon was placed on one side of the scales, whoever was placed on the other could hardly feel at ease.

Even Borsalino, who always acted flippant and spoke in barbed half-jokes around others, felt torn. Yet somewhere beneath it all was a faint, inexplicable sense of anticipation.

As a Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral, Borsalino knew exactly what sort of people the Celestial Dragons were. He knew better than nearly anyone else in the world.

He also knew what choice Marine Headquarters would make.

Especially under pressure from the World Government and the Celestial Dragons.

For all his fame