Yes, this was exactly the feeling-ever since that barrier that blocked perception had covered him, the inner voices he had once heard as clearly as spoken words had become a hazy curtain.
Now he could only rely on observation to guess the intentions behind the girl's actions... how refreshing.
At his level, this little bit of novelty was all that remained to stir ripples in his days.
He strode forward, looking as relaxed as though he were strolling through his own courtyard.
Even an inescapable trap or an army of thousands ahead would be no more than a breeze against his face.
As for those legendary figures standing at the **pinnacle? If he truly wanted to leave, there was probably no one in the world who could keep him there.
Marine Headquarters, the Fleet Admiral's Office.
The tea he had just sipped sprayed across the documents on the desk.
The muscular old man stared at the image presented to him, his Adam's apple bobbing. "You're certain? He's strolling around Dressrosa's market streets?"
"The images have been verified repeatedly."
Sengoku pushed the photograph closer. The girl's back and the sinister profile of the man behind her were clearly visible. "The woman leading the way has been confirmed as the former navigator of the White Dragon Pirates. She was also one of the ** prisoners involved in the Impel Down breakout two years ago."
"A ** prisoner..."
Fleet Admiral Kong slowly scraped his knuckles across the inverted mountain-shaped tuft of stubble on his chin. The tea left a slightly bitter aftertaste in his throat. "Then perhaps this man was the mastermind behind that escape two years ago?"
"Our leads are still incomplete.
But we can confirm that this woman, codenamed Oni, began appearing among the Family's officers roughly two years ago."