When the waiter reached the kitchen, he patted his chest, still shaken.
Clearly, his earlier composure had only been on the surface. Even an ordinary pirate might not have been able to remain calm while facing four legendary figures like that.
Although what he had told Sengoku and the others was true, who could guarantee that these old fellows had good tempers?
If he inadvertently offended these big shots, he might lose his life.
Fortunately, his gamble had paid off.
Gradually, his lingering fear gave way to pride and smug satisfaction.
For ordinary people, meeting these men was almost impossible.
Not only had he met them, but he had also acted so impressively. Telling people about it would bring honor to his ancestors.
Whitebeard and Rayleigh watched the two stride out, then exchanged glances, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes.
"Ah... it looks like we really are old. Young people these days really are capable," Rayleigh could not help remarking.
Glug, glug...
Hearing this, Whitebeard also sighed. "Gurararara, they really are. Bold and capable."
It went without saying that the two were clever enough to see the ambiguous relationship between Peach Spring and the Navy.
They could not imagine what words and actions Lott had used to actually win over the World Government's largest organization.
That was not something strength alone could accomplish, nor could it be achieved just by talking people into it.
Although pirates and the Navy had cooperated before, that had only been when Garp and Roger joined forces against the Rocks Pirates.
It could hardly count as cooperation between the Navy and pirates. At most, it had been a temporary alliance between Garp and Roger out of necessity.
And this was not the most critical moment, so the Navy's current ambiguous relationship with Peach