Before the shock behind his mask had faded, the lead CP0 agent felt a crushing weight slam onto his shoulders like a mountain, making his legs tremble.
Sengoku's icy gaze locked onto the agents through his black-rimmed glasses.
His cloak of justice billowed without wind, snapping loudly, while an invisible current sent the documents on his desk flying through the air.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, what is the meaning of this?"
The lead agent clenched his teeth, struggling to keep himself from falling to his knees, his voice betraying unmistakable panic.
"We represent the will of the Five Elders! Are you going to defy the World Government's orders?"
"The supreme will of the Five Elders?"
Sengoku slowly rose, bracing both hands on his desk. His deep voice echoed through the spacious office, making the windowpanes buzz.
"I am the Fleet Admiral of Marine Headquarters! My duty is to protect the civilians of these seas, not to cover up for pirates!"
"How dare you! You dare insult agents of the World Government!"
The short agent shouted sharply, fine beads of sweat already forming beneath his mask.
"Lorne attacked a member of the Shichibukai without authorization and has completely upset the balance of the seas! If the other Shichibukai band together against the Marines, can you bear that responsibility?"
"Responsibility? Hahahaha!"
A sudden burst of laughter rang through the office.
Garp, who had been sitting on a sofa in a shadowy corner, munching on rice crackers, abruptly stood.
His tall, burly figure resembled an awakening lion, and his savage presence instantly tore a hole in the oppressive atmosphere inside the office.
Bang!
Garp slammed his huge, fan-sized hand onto the mahogany coffee table before him.
The sturdy solid-wood table shattered instantly beneath his iron fist, exploding into countless tiny splinters that shot in