New World Peach Spring.
In a reception room in Shandora, Lott, Kuro, Garp, Sengoku, and Tsuru sat around a round table.
Looking at the three elderly people before him, Lott could not help feeling somewhat puzzled.
"What brings the three of you to Peach Spring, going so far as to disguise yourselves?"
He knew their arrival probably had something to do with Kuzan.
After all, he and Kuzan had spoken in detail for several hours, and after reaching agreement on many things, Kuzan had hurried back to Marine Headquarters.
Presumably, Kuzan had called a meeting of the senior officers as soon as he returned to headquarters.
Garp and the others had probably come to Peach Spring to see for themselves whether it was really as good as Kuzan said.
Sengoku lifted the tea before him, took a small sip, and then said:
"Hahaha, we just wanted to see what sort of magic Godslayer possesses,
"to have brainwashed our newly appointed Fleet Admiral to such an extent."
Lott chuckled at that. "Was it really brainwashing? I believe the three of you should have reached a judgment by now."
With that, he picked up his teacup and leaned back in his chair.
He quietly waited for the three to play their parts.
He knew that, having chosen to come to Peach Spring in person, the three must have made their plans.
After all, as senior Marine officers, they could not possibly be unaware of what sort of place Peach Spring was.
If they had truly come to make trouble, the three of them alone would hardly be enough.
In that case, the three had probably chosen to trust Kuzan.
Or perhaps they were simply unable to stop Kuzan.
Sengoku narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the utterly composed Lott.
When he