"They've gone too far!"
Zephyr roared like thunder in Sengoku's office.
The little coffee table that had served there for years fell victim to his wrath.
Sengoku's expression was grim as well.
A newspaper lay spread out before him.
Randall's wanted poster was printed on it.
The string of zeros beneath Randall's handsome photograph grew more grating the longer he looked at it.
"Enough, Zephyr. I know you're furious.
But who isn't?"
Beside him, Garp patted Zephyr's shoulder, his heart heavy.
Even he hadn't seen this coming. Randall was still a hero of the Navy, after all.
Yet they had stripped him of his position just like that.
So this was what being a hero meant. In those old men's eyes, it probably wasn't worth a damn.
Just then, the phone rang.
Sengoku paused, then answered it.
The moment he heard what the caller said, his expression changed.
"Wait, honored Five Elders..."
"This is not open to discussion!
Sengoku, do not disappoint us!"
With that, the caller hung up.
They hadn't given Sengoku any room to resist.
Before Randall, the Five Elders were merely five old men whiling away their retirement.
But before Sengoku, those five old men were the rulers of the World Government.
Sengoku crushed the receiver in his hand.
"What is it, Sengoku? What's the World Government up to now?"
Garp asked.
Sengoku covered his forehead, his eyes hidden in shadow.
"The Five Elders have ordered a Buster Call against the G-1 Branch.
And they specifically ordered Zephyr to serve as commander of the operation!"
Zephyr froze at those words.
Then, once their meaning sank in, the tottering coffee table before him shattered completely.
"A hero who worked tirelessly to protect the seas gets treated like this just for killing a few pieces of trash!
What a