White Ghost had always acted with integrity. That much was true.
But his actions had already crossed the World Government's bottom line. Given how troublesome the Hollow-Hollow Fruit was, he was exactly the sort of person they would lock up in Impel Down for life.
And that was the problem: the Hollow-Hollow Fruit!
Facing White Ghost, Sengoku felt as though he had run into a weaker version of Golden Lion Shiki.
He might not be that strong, but he could fly!
He might not be able to beat you, but he could fly!
Once more, for emphasis: he could fly!
Among the senior officers at Marine Headquarters, only a handful could fly—and that meant actual flight, not staying aloft with techniques like Geppo.
All right, to be precise, there was only one.
The Marines' monster Vice Admiral, Borsalino, wielder of the Glint-Glint Fruit!
But Borsalino was recuperating at Marine Headquarters, and he probably would not recover for another year or so.
Sengoku knew perfectly well how slippery that junior of his could be.
Besides, White Ghost was the one who had defeated and seriously injured Borsalino in the first place!
If Borsalino was put back on White Ghost's trail, he might not come back at all.
The World Government had already disheartened the man once. Force him into another impossible job, and he might just quit!
The Marines had no one who could effectively pin White Ghost down.
Strangest of all, when Marine Headquarters and the World Government had been searching the world for Bullet, they had also spared some effort to find information on White Ghost's whereabouts.
The result...
Nothing. They could not find him at all!
It was as if White Ghost really were a ghost drifting at random through the skies above the Grand Line.
But back