Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Three days later.

The sea breeze was fierce and the sky was dim.

The seagull flag carrying the Libra leaped languidly over Marineford, lifeless.

Densely densely packed Marine soldiers stood in line, lining up a huge square in front of the central military fortress of Naval Headquarters.

From a distance, a slaying army formation, like a blue-and-white Wang Yang, is full of oppression.

And at the edge of the square,

There is a group of people wearing straight suits, carrying flashing lights, cameras and video phone bugs, waiting restlessly and excitedly, scrambling to lean forward.

These are the chief reporters and presidents of major newspapers and news agencies from all over the world.

It has been nearly a week since the Dressrosa war that shocked the world.

As NEO's new Marine announced the cause, course, and results of the war to the entire world, there was an uproar around the world because of this.

Everyone was deeply horrified and shocked by the terrible defeat of Marine, the world's dominant military force, and at the same time was amazed at the combat power of NEO's new Marine.

certainly,

What followed was more doubts and unstoppable...anger.

correct,

It's anger.

Not only the countries and islands that are not eligible to be included in the membership of the World government, but even many members of the World government, have gradually begun to have a strong anger at the "excessive" military action by Naval Headquarters. And questioning.

This time,

In order to conquer and destroy NEO's new Marine, Marine did not hesitate to put millions of innocent civilians in Dressrosa on the gaming table as a bargaining chip.

Then no one knows whether the next "sacrifice" object will be the country where he lives........

Because of this anger and doubt, many powerful members of the World government have initiated serious questioning and accountability of World government and Marine, which has brought extremely huge political pressure to them.

Some members of the franchise even used "refusal to turn in the heavenly gold" as a political bargaining chip to force the Holy Land Mariejois to give a reasonable explanation.

But in the face of pressure from dozens of countries, large and small, the World government has maintained a tough attitude, dealing with it in a dripping silence and indifference.

──Until today.

Because today is the "resignation ceremony" of the Naval Headquarters Marshal Buddha Sengoku, and everyone knows that it is not so much a "resignation ceremony", but rather a public inquiry hearing for the whole world.

For this reason,

Representatives of national powers from all over the world, as well as countless reporters, had already heard the wind and came to Marineford ahead of time, waiting for the answer from Marine.

….….

….….

Marineford, Marshal's Office.

In an empty office,

Sengoku looked dull, and sat quietly in his own seat with a burning cigar in his hand.

He kept this movement motionless, as if sitting there all his life, staring blankly at the plaque hanging on the white wall in front of him.

On the plaque,

The five black characters of "Absolute Justice" hand-held by the previous Marine Marshal Kong, stared at him with dull eyes.

The smoke of the cigar filled his face, and made him look even more sad.

In the past few days, he seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden.

"Actually you don't need to do this."

"According to the military procedure, you can submit your resignation directly, and you don't need to come forward."

Garp's low voice sounded from another corner of the Marshal's office.

His burly body was sitting on the soft sofa, heavy, as if the sofa swallowed him.

The cigar in his hand was still glowing red, Sengoku's eyes dazzled, and his pupils returned to focus.

He looked down at the cigar in his hand, pinched it out, shook his head and smiled:

"It is my responsibility."

"Garp, don't persuade me."

"I know very well that attacking Dressrosa is destined to bear the infamy of the ages."

"But there are always things that someone needs to do."

"In that case, let me be the sinner."

"You go out and prepare first, so as to appease the others, I want to be alone."

His tone was hollow, as if there was no soul.

Garp was silent.

He took a deep look at Sengoku's back, then straightened up and left the marshal's office cautiously.

Sengoku was the only one left in the huge Marshal's office.

He was silent for a long time before he got up from his seat and walked to the military mirror without expression.

A face of vicissitudes and despair was reflected in the mirror.

The face that seemed to have become extremely strange all at once made Sengoku subconsciously stunned.

Then he began to organize it.

Bloody bandage,

He tore them one by one, and the fiery pain made him frown and let out a low muffled sound.

But for a while,

As the ground was covered with blood-colored bandages, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over Sengoku's body, and his face turned pale, like a dead person.

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