What Exactly Was He Hiding?

"Achoo! I've caught a cold? Maybe it's because I haven't been exercising enough lately. Looks like I can't always be working behind my desk..."

Sengoku muttered something under his breath, but the crane opposite him chuckled twice.

"It's probably Garp complaining. I can't even imagine what it would be like to face the accusations of those kings."

"Hmph, he brought it on himself. A student of the elite naval training camp, the son of Hero of the Marines, actually went and raised the banner of the Revolutionary Army. How did that guy raise his son?!"

The mention of this matter infuriated the Sengoku period.

If this were to be exposed, it would be snapped up by reporters from major newspapers who are keen on using government scandals to generate buzz and traffic. Even the World Economic Journal would have to dedicate a front-page headline to it.

He's even thought of a title!

Shocking! The Revolutionary Army's Original Form Marine Headquarters: The Untold Secret of Dragon and the Navy!

Why did the son of Hero of the Marines rebel? The dark and sordid lurking behind the glamorous justice...

Hunted? Coerced? A desperate resistance against humiliation: the epic tale of a fallen elite naval officer, a revolutionary spark born from the mire...

Just thinking about that terrifying scene, and then looking at Garp's ever-present grinning face, Sengoku snorted in annoyance.

"Hmph, now he can experience the troubles and worries I have as an adult!"

"Speaking of this, I always feel that Garp is hiding something, and it's definitely something no less important than the Revolutionary Army's. What could it be..."

Seeing that the Tactician General in front of him had fallen into deep thought again, He shook his head repeatedly.

"Aren't you overthinking this? Garp may not know how to raise children, but he won't make any mistakes in other important matters."

"What could be bigger than the Revolutionary Army causing trouble at the World Conference? Could it be that another Pirate King has appeared?!"

Upon hearing this, a flash of inspiration seemed to explode in his mind. It was as if Sengoku had grasped something, yet he found it hard to believe.

"Pirate King, child... Speaking of which, I always feel uneasy about whether Roger left behind any evil blood on Baterilla Island in the South Blue."

Suddenly, Crane's expression turned very unfriendly, and she slammed the teacup down on the table.

"Let's leave it at that. Back then on Baterilla Island, you went so far as to completely eliminate all the women who were pregnant during that period, all to eradicate Roger's bloodline."

"Bringing up this old issue now, are you trying to launch Buster Call to completely destroy that innocent island?"

"Save your breath. It's all in the past. Although you've erased Roger's bloodline, everything that the Great Pirate Era created still exists."

"Now, who can wipe away the storm he has stirred up? The current navy can't do that."

Faced with this sudden and unexpected revelation, Sengoku shook his head slightly. He probably guessed wrong. How could a person be pregnant for more than ten months?

"Sigh, the Navy's past actions have indeed been a bit extreme, but it's a last resort. If another pirate wave were to break out, the people would really have no way to live in peace."

"After all, reputation and bloodline represent power and banner. The banner of the Pirate King, plus any of the Four Emperors' forces, could really ignite this already unstable world."

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, Garp, looking utterly defeated, sat listlessly on the sofa.

"I can't stand it anymore. On the surface, it's fair and just, but in reality, it still can't prevent big countries from commanding small countries to fight. These people's verbal battles are not as satisfying as a real fight!"

"This is politics. You, Hero of the Marines who only knows how to fight and kill all day long, can finally understand how I feel."

Sengoku's sarcastic remark further enraged Garp, who rushed towards Sengoku, snatched all the senbei from his table, and turned to leave.

"You're so annoying with all this nagging! I'm going on vacation now, so don't bother me with anything important!"

"Wait, Garp, I heard your grandson was born a few years ago. He should be eleven years old now. How about we bring him to Marine Headquarters for training?"

"I will personally be his teacher so that he can grow into the strongest marine who can succeed you Hero of the Marines."

"Don't give me that crap. I'll raise my grandson myself. You don't need to tell me. I'll make him the strongest marine!"

The figure disappeared from their sight. Sengoku's lips twitched. It was because he doubted your guiding principles that he asked for people.

If Garp were to train another member of the Revolutionary Army or a pirate, Sengoku might be implicated and forced to resign.

"Do you think Garp can train a marine with proper naval principles, Tsuru...?"

"At the Marine Headquarters, Kav was an absolutely excellent teacher."

Outside the navy, it's hard to say, as it's easy to be influenced by external information, which can disrupt one's beliefs about the navy and one's commitment to justice.

"As long as he doesn't train me to become another world-class criminal, I'll be completely satisfied and can burn incense and pray to Buddha."

"Oh dear, even Buddha himself burns incense and prays! The Sengoku the Buddha, hahaha..."

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye. Escorted by numerous naval commanders, the fifty kings who came to participate in the World Conference returned to their respective places one by one.

As the World Conference concluded successfully, each naval branch received orders to formally move its operations against the Revolutionary Army into the open within each branch.

However, on the vast ocean, there are always some corners that the navy and the World Government cannot reach, just like a newspaper seagull dropping today's newspaper on a ship sailing into the distance.

"What? The World Conference is over, and the battle with the Revolutionary Army has officially begun? What's all this about? Isn't there any more interesting news?"

"So-called news is usually meaningless, Little Hiyori, hiccup!"

"Really, how did you get so drunk again, Tsunade..."

"What does it matter? Time won't be wasted anyway. It's a very, very long time, enough for a little baby to grow into an adult!"

Near the deck, Kuina, holding a wooden sword, sternly lectured Rebecca, who wanted to challenge Huayue, while secretly passing on all her own fighting experience.

Yamato to the side, argued vehemently, insisting on his own view of strength and imposing his training methods of power and dominance on Rebecca.

"How leisurely the clouds are! They're getting denser and denser; it seems there are floating islands above..."

Why are we here?

Violet was puzzled, but Huayue pointed to the sky and said mysteriously.

"Use your abilities to see for yourself, and you'll understand!"