After venting his frustrations, Dragon calmed down.
Once he did, he suddenly remembered something Randall had said.
"If I could beat them, do you think I wouldn't?"
He remembered Randall putting it that way.
Looking back now, Dragon sensed a note of grief and indignation in those words.
It hadn't sounded like an excuse.
At that thought, Dragon recalled what he had witnessed during Rayleigh's public execution.
He fell silent.
Even someone as powerful as Randall had openly admitted he couldn't defeat the World Government?
What exactly did he know?
Did the World Government really possess such formidable hidden forces?
Five or six people on par with admirals should have been nothing to Randall.
Even a dozen admirals wouldn't have been more than he could handle.
Was it an Ancient Weapon?
Were the Ancient Weapons that powerful?
Supposedly, Pluton's main cannon was only powerful enough to destroy an island.
Or was Uranus, the most mysterious of them all, on an entirely different level from the other two Ancient Weapons?
At that thought, Dragon felt a flicker of fear.
The waters ran deeper than he had imagined.
He instinctively picked up the Den Den Mushi, intending to make a call.
But after a moment's hesitation, he put it down.
Forget it. I've already decided to go to Mary Geoise and investigate.
While he was lost in thought, a towering figure walked in.
Dragon immediately came back to his senses and looked at the newcomer.
"Kuma, you're here."
The newcomer gave a slight nod in greeting.
"I'll need your help with this infiltration."
"No problem."
Kuma agreed without the slightest hesitation.
Then he looked at Dragon and asked:
"Leader, you seem a little anxious.
"Have you received some news?"
Dragon's expression grew grave, and he held nothing back.
After hearing him out,