"Gentlemen, Lorne isn't merely Garp's grandson. He's also the most outstanding genius the Marines have seen in nearly a century."
"He defeated Doflamingo, captured Perospero alive, and severely wounded Jack."
"He earned his fearsome reputation at sea with his own fists and feet."
"If the Marines can't even protect a hero with such distinguished military achievements, if Marine officers can be humiliated and slaughtered at the Celestial Dragons' whim..."
Bang!
Sengoku suddenly swung a fist, smashing the heavy solid wood desk before him into flying fragments.
Wood chips scattered, and dust filled the air.
"Then I'd rather not be Fleet Admiral at all!"
"Whoever wants this cloak of justice can wear it!"
Sengoku pointed at the Celestial Dragons gathered outside the window, clamoring, and roared:
"Do you want to crush the Marines' faith?"
"Do you want those Marines risking their lives at sea to know that behind them stands not justice, but a pack of fat pigs ready to sell them out at any moment?"
A deathly stalemate settled over the Room of Authority.
The Five Elders stared at the furious Sengoku and the indifferent Garp, their brows tightly furrowed.
They were indeed wary of Garp's strength.
They were even more wary of the upheaval that would erupt within the Marines if Sengoku and the others really resigned now.
The world was already unstable, with the Four Emperors watching for an opening. If the Marines fell apart at this juncture, the World Government's rule would be in grave danger.
"Sengoku, sit down."
Saint Mars spoke slowly, his tone softening somewhat.
"We never said he must be executed."
"But the Celestial Dragons' anger must be appeased."
"We just discussed a proposal."
Saint Mars looked at Sengoku, a sinister glint flashing through his eyes.
"Lorne's combat strength is indeed remarkable. Since he