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Inside.
The news that the admiral codenamed "Kizaru"
had chosen to submit reached headquarters almost simultaneously.
Several figures wearing Vice Admiral coats exchanged glances, none speaking first.
Doberman, Onigumo, Strawberry, Momonga... These elite officers finally turned their eyes toward the two figures ahead: the newly appointed Admiral "Fujitora"
and "Ryokugyu."
"Holding Borsalino accountable is not our immediate priority."
The tall, solidly built blind admiral, with his kindly features, refrained from contradicting Sakazuki for once. Instead, he asked gravely,
"How should the Marines respond now?"
How should they respond?
Against the allied forces assembled by "Otherworld Doflamingo,"
now descending upon the Holy Land of Mary Geoise atop the Red Line, what choice did the Marines have but to fight?
"Establish defensive lines! All personnel, prepare for battle!"
"Sakazuki, we cannot stop them.
Besides-"
Fujitora raised his face, his hollow eyes "looking"
toward the Fleet Admiral.
His unspoken intention could not have been clearer.
Let those people deal with the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land, or even... deal with the being named Imu.
"Shut up!"
Sakazuki abruptly swept his hand out, cutting Fujitora off.
"Pirates will always be pirates! They are the root of countless tragedies across these seas!"
"If you encounter them at sea, sink them. If you find them in town, execute them on the spot. If you meet them at the docks, hang them from the masts.
-Forgiving sins is the gods' work. Our duty is to send them to meet the gods!"
"Yes! We will carry out the Fleet Admiral's orders without fail!"
The admiral codenamed "Ryokugyu,"
Aramaki, straightened his back and raised his hand in salute.
He answered loudly, his entire body taut, as though he would charge through the doors to fight pirates the next second.
"Where are Garp and Sengoku?"
As Sakazuki