"That brat Shane really has a knack for this. Where did he find so many crewmates who aren't human?"
Garp was just about to burst out laughing when he saw Sengoku's ashen expression.
He had no choice but to hold back his laughter, but who could have guessed that would only make him laugh harder?
"Hahahaha!"
"Let's wait for more news. Nobody knows how much of the truth will get out before it's stopped!"
Garp was actually happy to let the world learn the truth, too.
Face?
What did the strong need face for? Wasn't overcoming their own weakness and surpassing themselves far more important than clinging to their pride all day?
When pirates were humiliated, they usually thought about how to grow stronger and take revenge, yet there was a bunch of people whose heads weren't quite right.
They actually thought that, having disgraced themselves, they should never show their faces again.
Utterly absurd!
And it wasn't the Marines who deliberately demanded this dignity, but the Reverie and the Celestial Dragons.
The Five Elders knew full well that once they lost this godlike reputation, people would develop ambitions like Shane's and Rocks's.
How lawless would the seas become then? That was absolutely the situation the Five Elders least wanted to see.
Sengoku, Tsuru, and Zephyr each had their own ideas of justice.
But they all operated within the same framework: no matter how wild the seas ruled by the Celestial Dragons became, they could not take the opposite path.
That would only bring more chaos. They had no solution, nor did they truly have the power to wipe out the Reverie.
When they heard Garp say that he would have made the same choice as Dragon if he hadn't been bound by justice, their hearts stirred like willow branches