While the Adventurers from the Pirate World chatted, Jaina listened closely. She felt that rather than peeling back the Holy Church's veil of mystery layer by layer herself, she could gain a more complete understanding from the powerful figures of the worlds it had already conquered.
"We split into two groups this time, so we'll definitely earn more points than those people from the Shinobi World," Akainu said solemnly.
"Exactly! Exactly! The Shinobi World only has a handful of powerful fighters, after all. Never mind that the Federal Government sent its top officers this time-even our Adventurer Guild has plenty of admiral-level fighters. Looks like Dragon has some serious ambitions this time," Kizaru said in his smarmy voice.
"As the leader of a world, if he had no ambition, wouldn't that be rather sad for our world?" Kuzan looked utterly unconcerned.
"Hmph! That brat's biggest flaw is that he has no respect for his father!" Garp wore a tiger hood, his face full of resentment.
"Enough, Garp. Dragon has governed the world well. You're the one who goes looking for trouble with him every single day, terrified someone might not know you have a son who leads an entire world." The envy in Sengoku's words undoubtedly delighted Garp, though he still pretended to look angry.
"So what if he leads the world? He still has to acknowledge me as his father!"
Listening to their rambling conversation, Jaina grew impatient. They had just been discussing world affairs, so why had they suddenly switched to family chatter?
With no other choice, and unable to hear the information she wanted, Jaina slowed her steps as she led the way. When Sengoku drew near, she put on a bright smile.
"Sir, I just heard you talking about your world. Was it once at war