"Holy shit, a Devil Fruit tree!"
Sengoku's eyes bulged.
"Keep your voice down!"
Tsuru gave Sengoku an icy look.
At that, Sengoku smiled sheepishly and slunk off into a corner.
Tsuru drew a breath and smiled faintly.
There was a bitter irony to her smile.
"So the World Government is most likely made up of outsiders?"
She had wanted to say—
She had wanted to say that they had been enslaved by outsiders all along.
But after some thought, she chose a more tactful way of putting it.
Randall shrugged and said:
"That's almost certain.
I told Teacher Zephyr about this before. I don't know whether he discussed it with you.
Above the World Government's Five Elders, there's a true ruler.
This person has multiple Devil Fruit powers.
As far as I can tell, anyway, there's some connection between this person and the Devil Fruit tree."
When Randall finished, he noticed that Tsuru's eyes had widened even further.
It seemed Teacher Zephyr had done a good job of keeping things secret.
Tsuru quickly accepted this reality and smiled.
"Now that really is ironic."
She had thought the Marines' tireless efforts were all for peace on the seas.
Who knew they had actually been serving as accomplices to outsiders?
Though Randall was only a visitor to this world, he could understand how she felt.
They had suddenly discovered that their lives had lost all direction.
Silence settled over the room.
Only the sound of Sengoku flipping through the photographs remained.
"Damn it!"
Suddenly, Sengoku slammed the photographs onto the table with a bang, startling even Randall.
He had just been about to marvel at how sturdy the table was and decide to get one himself.
The next second, the table shattered to pieces.
Tsuru sighed without saying anything.
Sengoku covered his