Two Fools

Every second that would normally pass by unnoticed now felt exceptionally long to Koby and Belle-mère.

Only after Sakazuki disappeared did the two of them collapse in the corner, filled with anxiety.

"This is an Admiral! This kind of intimidation is terrifying. Let's run away now, Koby..."

"If we linger on this battlefield any longer, even this place will be dragged into the war!"

Belle-mère urged him in a low voice, but Koby shook his head repeatedly.

"Wait, Belle-mère, what is our purpose in joining the Navy? Isn't it precisely to change our cowardly and incompetent selves that we want to dedicate ourselves to justice?"

"Are you an idiot? Justice isn't about sending people to their deaths! Look at this battlefield full of monsters. If we get involved, we won't even know how we died!"

Belle-mère shook his head repeatedly as he watched this fellow who had joined him in naval training and studied under Garp prove to be so clueless.

"We're not monsters, just ordinary people who train hard. It's hard to survive on this battlefield. You want to become a naval officer, right? If you die, your dream will be gone!"

"Enough! I do want to become a naval officer, even Marine Admiral admiral! But... but precisely because of that, if we try to escape from here..."

"All our efforts during this time will vanish, Belle-mère!"

In the distance, war raged, cannons roared, and countless shouts of battle echoed in my ears. The scene of the fighting happening right beside me was vivid in my mind.

At that moment, both of them were breathing heavily, and Belle-mère gritted her teeth and nodded emphatically.

"It's better to die on the battlefield than to be treated as a deserter by Marine Admiral and lose face for Garp- sensei. At least I can't lose face as Hero of the Marines!"

"You're right, Koby, let's go back to the battlefield. I'm entrusting my back to you, so please don't die before me..."

Koby nodded slightly, and the two of them turned back towards the battlefield.

On the other hand, in the Marine Admiral's seat, Kuzan glanced sideways and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"You two idiots, thankfully you didn't actually run away. Cleaning up the deserters from the sect yourself, especially at a time like this, would probably have broken your teacher's heart."

"Thank you, Sakazuki."

Beside him, Sakazuki, back in his seat, remained expressionless, the cigar in his mouth billowing smoke.

"The two of them haven't left the battlefield yet, so they're not deserters. There's no need for thanks or gratitude. We should worry about that old man first."

"Even if he is an old man who is about to die, his strength is beyond doubt."

Having said that, the Three Admirals subconsciously turned their heads, and the soft whistling of their blades drew the attention of all the swordsmen on the battlefield.

"Oh? Isn't it a bit too early to start now?"

Doflamingo's lips curled up. The weapon he was waiting for had not yet arrived, and ending the war too early would be quite disadvantageous for him.

"I want to see the difference between me and that man..."

Jorah Mihawk, wielding the Supreme Grade Sword Yoru, unleashed a chilling sword aura that locked onto the imposing figure in the distance before unleashing a single strike.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Stiff as polar ice, the frozen sea surface instantly split in two, and sword energy soared into the sky, tearing the heavens and earth apart.

"The... the Strongest Swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, has made his move!"

"Scatter quickly! Don't linger within their attack range, or you'll get caught in it..."

The emerald green sword energy approached from afar, but the Whitebeard merely curled his lips into a smile, neither dodging nor avoiding it.

Just as the sword energy was about to tear through the ice and reach the Moby Dick, a figure with a confident smile stood in front of the sword energy, its figure shining brightly.

Buzzing...

With a roar, the sword energy was propelled into the sky, drawing countless gazes that fell upon his figure, all of which were filled with astonishment.

"Diamond Jozu, the Whitebeard Third Division Commander!"

"Everyone be careful, don't waste time on this guy. He's Diamond Human with the Sparkle-Sparkle Fruit, ordinary swords and Haki won't work on him!"

A chill permeated the air, and a confident smile graced a angular face devoid of eyebrows.

"With me here, you won't be able to harm a single hair on my Pops. It's time for you lot to make your move!"

Click! Click! Click!

The next second, the ice cracked, and Joz uprooted an Iceburg as large as the Moby Dick and hurled it toward the admiral's seat in the distance.

"Quickly, get out of there!"

"What astonishing arm strength! This level is simply inhuman, even stronger than the arm strength of a giant..."

The shadow continued to expand, but the Three Admirals still did not make a move. Just as the Iceburg was about to descend, a clear sound of a blade rang out in all directions.

The Iceburg, brought by the cold wind, was frozen in mid-air, with only pieces of ice peeling off and falling away.

Of the four seats, the blind man in purple on the far right sheathed his sword, while the arrogant young man next to him laughed.

"How kind of you! My dear brother."

"It would be best if we could commit fewer killings, but unfortunately I am blind and cannot see the suffering in this world, nor can I see the sins in people's hearts."

Marine Admiral Candidate, he spent his life sheathing his sword. The Supreme Grade Sword Twelve Works, the Gambler's Fireline, was as unremarkable as its wielder.

"He's definitely a troublesome guy, Pops. I'll go over there and see if I can find a way to break through. I'll try not to make a move myself!"

Wisps of blue flames swirled around him as the Phoenix soared through the sky, hurtling straight toward the execution platform in the distance.

"The truly troublesome one has made his move, how terrifying! This war... the Yasakani Sacred Jewel!"

Countless light particles converged in the sky, and with two fingers pressed together, bursts of light bullets rained down from the sky like a storm, forcing Marco, who had intended to use his immortality to directly break through the defenses, to change course.

"Don't even think about it, Borsalino!"

Marco half-human, rapidly transformed from his Phoenix form and kicked out, sending countless phoenix feathers fluttering down.

"Phoenix Seal!"

With a single kick, most of the light projectiles that were originally heading towards the Whitebeard Pirates were instead kicked to both sides.

For the already small Whitebeard Pirates, these light blasts posed little threat, but the Navy, with its 100,000-strong force, was caught in the crossfire.

"Marco the Phoenix, the Whitebeard First Division Commander, Zoan-type Mythical Zoan, which is even rarer than Logia. How terrifying!"

Marco snorted coldly at Borsalino's mocking face and began to fight Borsalino, who could transform into light particles.

Meanwhile, in the position of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Doflamingo smiled strangely, his gaze towards Law flashing with various thoughts.

"Since Mihawk has made his move, we can't stand idly by. You've been waiting all these years, haven't you? Trafalgar Law..."

"ROOM!"