"What did you saaay?!" His voice cracked.
"Whitebeard, Kaido, and Shanks are all fucking dead?!"
Randall held the Den Den Mushi far away, looking thoroughly disgusted.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, could you calm down?
"You're the Fleet Admiral of the Marines, for crying out loud. Why do you lose your cool whenever something happens?"
"So now it's my fault?!
"Who the hell wouldn't be stunned by this?! Huh?!"
Sengoku kept ranting.
Randall scratched his head.
Well, this probably was worth being shocked over?
But he honestly felt nothing. None of those people could even get him fired up.
When he stayed silent, Sengoku only grew more worked up.
"Say something!
"You had the nerve to do something this utterly depraved, so say something!"
Randall's expression darkened.
Utterly depraved? He was actually using words like that?
"Old Sengoku, isn't that choice of words a little illiterate, huh?
"Marines killing pirates is only right and proper.
"Besides, we don't have to hold back anymore.
"Look at when we destroyed the Sabaody Archipelago. Did that cause any major uproar?
"Wasn't it all suppressed in the end?
"It's just three slightly bigger pirates dying.
"They're not going to turn the world upside down."
Randall spoke earnestly.
Even a cornered dog might jump over a wall, but it still had to be able to make the jump.
And that wall was an impregnable iron barrier towering miles high.
Sengoku's mouth hung open for a long while, but no words came out.
That was true. The Marines were no longer in a position where they had to think everything over three times before acting.
They now had money, technology, and manpower.
Of course, most of that came from the G-1 Branch.
But the G-1 Branch was part of the Marines too, wasn't it?
"Then what should the