"Gaburu... uh, never mind that one."
Three questions in a row.
Dragon lowered his head, obscuring his expression.
"If you can abandon even an Army Commander, what are your other officers supposed to think? What are the people under you supposed to think? What are the civilians who rose up supposed to think?"
"How are they supposed to trust you?"
Good slapped his thigh, spittle flying.
"The other day, I fought Red Hair and suffered just a tiny, tiny, tiny setback. Without another word, my big brother Kaido chased the Red Hair Pirates down all by himself and hacked away at them for three days and nights. Blood flowed like rivers!"
"Now that's a fucking boss!"
"And you? You swallow your anger for the so-called bigger picture. Pah! What bigger picture? You're just a spineless coward!"
"Please, wake up. The Revolutionary Army are normal human beings too. You can't keep them going on passion alone. Even if you don't pay them wages, you should at least show them some care now and then, right?"
"Even going through the motions would do!"
"Stop staring at your revolution all the time. Pay some attention to your subordinates' feelings occasionally. They're your greatest support in growing bigger and stronger."
"I'm thirsty. Let me get a drink first."
Good picked up his insulated cup and drank, secretly watching Dragon's reaction out of the corner of his eye and laughing to himself.
Heh, this psychological manipulation feels great.
Dragon's eyes were full of gloom.
"What do you think I should do?"
"Simple!"
Good grinned.
"They captured Ginny, so why can't you capture some Celestial Dragons in retaliation? Ever heard of exchanging hostages? If that doesn't work, kill the hostages. At worst, you both go down."
"Ginny's spirit in heaven will understand!"
"Ivankov's spirit in-oh, he's