"The Pirate King's right-hand man, Dark King Rayleigh?"
Benn Beckman narrowed his eyes.
Shanks nodded heavily, his face betraying neither sorrow nor joy as he gazed into the distance.
Yasopp and the others exchanged glances, then laughed.
"If he was the captain's old Vice Captain, then of course we have to save him!"
"Yeah, exactly!"
"..."
At their words, Shanks, who already desperately wanted to rescue him, began to waver.
He even wanted to take a gamble. What if they pulled it off?
No matter how strong that man was, he was still human.
Humans made mistakes, and if he made one, they would have an opening!
Besides, they only wanted to rescue someone, not kill that man!
Benn Beckman's eyes flickered. He realized there was more to this.
If Dark King Rayleigh had simply been captured, Shanks would have been furious.
But he would never have looked like this, almost despondent.
There had to be something else.
"Quiet down for a moment.
Captain, is there something else you need to tell us?"
Everyone listened to the Vice Captain's orders.
Or rather, under normal circumstances, the Vice Captain's orders carried more weight than those of their dimwit captain.
Then, in a rather heavy tone, Shanks shared what he knew.
When they heard the description of Enma's strength, everyone's jaw dropped.
Even Benn Beckman lost his composure.
Caught off guard, he bit the cigarette in his mouth clean in two.
In other words, this man possessed strength beyond that of a Marine Admiral or a Pirate Emperor?
Wasn't that a little ridiculous?
Even if the Pirate Emperors and the Three Admirals showed up, they would still dare to charge in and fire a damn shot.
But a monster like this truly left them at a loss.
"Say, is that Enma guy