Seeing Kizaru sitting so comfortably on the sofa shattered Zephyr's worldview.
Kizaru looked as though he came here often.
Kizaru was a serving Marine Admiral, while Peach Spring was the pirate Lott's territory.
No matter how he looked at it, something seemed strange.
Kizaru was equally shocked. He knew why Zephyr had left the Marines.
It was disappointment in the Marines and the World Government, but it fell short of hatred.
His hatred for pirates, on the other hand, was real.
So, logically speaking, he should not have appeared in Peach Spring.
Both men were utterly shocked to find the other in Peach Spring.
Lott nodded slightly. Although the Marines were already effectively cooperating with Peach Spring, only their senior officers knew. The rank and file knew nothing about it.
No one else in the entire Pirate World knew.
"Mr. Zephyr, have a seat."
Zephyr sat down, somewhat stunned.
Then he turned a questioning gaze on Lott.
After a brief moment of shock, Kizaru returned to his usual unruffled manner.
Whatever happened in Peach Spring, there always seemed to be a reason to explain it.
"What brings you to Peach Spring, Mr. Zephyr?"
He could roughly guess Zephyr's purpose, but he was unsure just how far it went.
Come to think of it, Zephyr was a pitiable man too.
That was because pirates had overwhelmed his entire ship during a mission.
Not only had her right hand been severed, but only a handful of the men he had taken with him had survived.
Yet the World Government had turned around and made that pirate one of the Shichibukai.
How could he accept that? Not only had they refused to hunt down that pirate, they had even given his piracy legal status.
More importantly, after becoming one of the Shichibukai, that