Peach Spring, the New World.
In Shandora Square, a giant screen was broadcasting the war at Marineford live.
Many people sat scattered in front of the screen, watching the war unfold.
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Issho sat cross-legged in the square, holding a bowl of ramen and slurping it.
From time to time, he raised his head to look at the live footage on the screen.
Smoke filled the entire battlefield.
With every shout, every clash of blades, and every explosion of guns and cannons,
blood splattered.
His voice rang out with a touch of ruefulness. "War really is cruel."
"Yes."
A beautiful blue-haired girl beside him spoke in agreement.
"Who knows how many people will lose their lives in this war, how many families will be destroyed, and how many children will become orphans."
Issho turned to Vivi and said, "Yes. Whether they're pirates or Marines, righteous or evil,
they all have families, loved ones waiting for them to come home. So there are no winners or losers in war."
Vivi looked melancholy at his words. As a princess, she had experienced countless wars, great and small, since childhood.
Naturally, she understood the cruelty of war.
"I believe that once my husband and the others arrive, they should be able to end the fighting," Shirahoshi said softly beside them.
Issho nodded. He had great confidence in Lott.
"Mr. Lott's dream is truly great. He's doing something no one has ever accomplished."
Everyone present agreed with those words.
"Yes, Lord Lott is truly extraordinary. If it weren't for him, our Mozambique would still be at war."
"It's all thanks to Lord Lott that we enjoy such prosperity today."
"After living in Peach Spring for so long, I've already forgotten what war looks like."
"So we don't live in a peaceful world, but