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

Even though several days have passed, until this moment, once Sengoku remembered Dressrosa Roy's punch that day, he still felt a little shocked after the disaster.

The violent power was mixed with the power of Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, and a punch with a meteor-like speed pierced the air abruptly.

The air impact cannon produced by the fist wind even has a feeling of distorting the void.

It was such a blow that completely defeated Sengoku's ambitions and also destroyed his "-kun justice in the world"...

Thinking about it this way, an invisible deep pressure enveloped him tightly, causing a thin layer of cold sweat to ooze out on his forehead.

Looking at the old, weak and scarred body in the mirror, Sengoku suddenly felt like a disabled old wolf standing there alone.

And Roy, who held the black battle flag high in Dressrosa that day, was like a guy who just returned from hunting.

He is so young and full of energy, so ambitious and confident, and so strong and vigorous.

That brat, his future achievements will definitely be higher than his own........

A bitter smile appeared on the corners of Sengoku's mouth.

this moment,

He really felt that he was really old.

Not the kind of aging and physical aging,

It is mental and spiritual aging.

Oh oh oh! !

At this time, a long and low bugle sound came slowly from the window of the Marshal's office, as if to remind something.

Sengoku's vicissitudes of life looked in a daze, and then he quickly returned to his senses.

He knew that this was urging himself.

Sengoku walked slowly to the closet next to him and took out a brand-new military uniform from it.

He came to the military mirror and dressed himself gently.

The look is solemn, and the movements are meticulous and meticulous.

The buttons were buttoned by him one by one.

Then came the black tie,

Finally, there is a snow-white suit jacket with a seagull pattern.

He bowed his head to tidy up his trousers, and then tied the laces of the bright leather shoes.

Seeing himself in the military mirror with a lot of blood on his face and wearing a straight suit, Sengoku seemed to laugh at himself and smile with satisfaction.

"Sengoku, is this your final exit?"

He asked himself in the mirror to himself.

No one answered him.

This is natural.

He suddenly smiled, reached out his hand to pick up the marshal's cloak on the clothes rack, and put it behind him.

The black word "justice" swayed behind him.

Even if today is his last solo dance on the stage of justice,

Even if today is the last time he puts on this marshal's cape,

Even if today is the end of his political career,

Even if today is the moment when he became a sinner in history,

He also has to dress decently.

His leather boots should be shiny,

His collar should be clean and white,

His trousers and sleeves should be straight and slender.

This is respect for oneself,

This is respect for this uniform,

This is respect for justice.

Then,

Sengoku stood in front of the military mirror and raised his hand to salute himself in the mirror.

Turned and walked away,

Leaving this office that accommodated his lifelong dreams and ambitions.

….….

….….

Marineford Central Military Fortress, front square.

Heads crowded, whispering voices whispered.

With the sound of the far away bugle, there were riots in the crowd.

Immediately after,

The gate of the central military fortress made a heavy noise and was slowly pushed open.

The crowd, who had already become disturbed by the long wait, immediately calmed down and held their breath.

at the same time,

At the edge of the square, senior Marine leaders such as Garp, Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji also subconsciously looked in that direction, with different expressions.

Tatata........

The sound of heavy and powerful footsteps slowly spread from the deep corridor.

A burly and tall figure, looming in the dark shadow, gradually became clear.

The huge Marine phalanx suddenly became extremely murderous.

And the people in the press gallery and auditorium,

Some people sneered,

Some people look cold,

Someone mocked,

Someone looked like they were waiting for a good show,

Some people are blushing........

Step to step,

The footsteps are getting closer,

I don’t know if it’s an illusion by everyone,

They can't help but notice,

As that figure approached,

The sound of his footsteps,

It seems to become more and more determined and condensed.

finally,

Sengoku, wearing the cape of the marshal, appeared in front of everyone.

Dump Dump! !

All the reporters present immediately cheered up, turned on the flash and camera, and countless video phone bugs aimed at the figure that has caused constant controversy in today's world.

He is one of the founders of Marine's strong era,

He is one of the strongest in the justice system today,

He saved countless civilians and countries in his hands,

And at the same time,

He was also the "culprit" who put Dressrosa into annihilation.

he,

Is the marshal of Naval Headquarters,

Sengoku of Buddha!

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