blogombal Chapter 136 Justice can only live under the sky.
Chapter 136 Justice can only live under the sky.
Chapter 136 Justice can only live under the sky.
Borsalino is gone.
Only the three Sengoku period figures remained, deep in thought.
Gion calmly and collectedly shook the teapot, as if there was an endless supply of tea inside.
"Warring States Period, you are the one to decide on the future marshal."
Sora stopped thinking about Borsalino.
He then inquired about the situation in the Western Sea.
"That's terrible."
Sengoku's face suddenly darkened.
"I never imagined the Western Sea navy could be so corrupt!"
"Marshal, it doesn't matter when we make our move."
"That place is rotten to the core. A month ago, Dorag almost went berserk. If I hadn't held him back, he would have turned the West Sea upside down."
"What did you see?" Crane asked curiously.
She knew Dragon well; like his father Garp, he was a man with his own sense of justice.
"......
With his eyes slightly closed and taking a few deep breaths, Sengoku replied:
"I saw the Navy and pirates sitting at the same table eating and drinking."
"I saw pirates entering and leaving the naval base as if it were their own territory."
"Seeing the Navy capture civilians in the name of justice and hand them over to the Celestial Dragons as gifts for promotion!"
Click—Bang!
The teacup shattered, and his hand was scalded with boiling tea, but Sengoku seemed oblivious to it.
His eyes were shrouded in the shadow of his drooping forehead.
"I saw the end of the world."
Crane and Sora looked horrified.
Even Gion, who had been slacking off and daydreaming, showed a slight change in expression.
"You can't just spout nonsense about the Warring States period!"
Crane handed over her silk handkerchief, gesturing for Sengoku to wipe the water stains off his hands and trousers first.
"Do you know what the consequences of your remarks will be?!"
"Kotsuru, why do you think Dragon left without saying goodbye? He didn't even come back to headquarters with me."
Sengoku pointed to the resignation letter on his desk and sneered:
"He gave that letter to Borsalino before he left."
"When I left the West Sea and returned to headquarters, he was already trying to build his own team in the West Sea."
"The West Sea Navy's 'Golden Justice' became the final spark that pushed Dragon away from the Navy."
"Go to the garden and fetch that letter."
Upon arriving at the garden, he picked up the letter from the table and opened it. Inside were not just letters, but a series of photographs.
Behind each photograph is a question personally written by Dorrag.
Is this the Navy's justice?!
[The Navy and pirates are in cahoots, so who exactly is the Navy and who is the pirate?!]
[How could justice be buried by money? Is this a disgrace to our navy, or a decline in the virtue of righteousness?]
He took the photos and looked through them one by one until he reached the last one.
Looking at the girl who had been tied up by the Navy and handed over to the Celestial Dragons, and at the extremely obsequious smiles on the Navy's faces, Sora fell into a long silence.
He didn't know what to say at this moment.
Turning over the photo of the bound girl, there was also a question from Dorrag.
Marshal, what is justice?
"Justice!"
He tossed the photo aside, leaned back, and let out a long sigh.
After seeing these photos, he suddenly felt that the Navy's justice was a joke.
The Navy can only carry out justice in the skies above a certain altitude.
Once someone from the upper realm arrives, the Navy's justice will cease to exist.
"Marshal, I'm afraid you should take a look at this."
Gion handed over a photo with a wry smile.
The image above shows pirates and marines enjoying drinks together, while in the background...
Evil Justice
"That kid, Dragon."
After managing to compose herself, Kong gathered the photos together and threw them into the bottom drawer of her desk.
"Gion, your mission remains the same."
"I believe that Bazel will not betray the Navy, nor will he betray justice."
But there's always a chance of something going wrong.
He stood in front of the window, his broad back inspiring awe.
Ruthlessness and rationality are essential qualities for a leader.
"What our navy needs are outstanding marines who will end this era, not hot-blooded marines who collude with pirates and attack the Holy Land of Mary Geoise."
"He is not qualified to exercise his own sense of justice until he has completed the tasks assigned by headquarters!"
Gion dared not look at the Sengoku general's expression and accepted the task with her head down.
"Warring States Period, don't blame this old man."
Sengoku's gaze remained fixed on the shards of the teacup at his feet.
"This is the first lesson you have to learn before becoming a Fleet Admiral. As a Fleet Admiral, even if you know they may be the victims, you can't act based on your own preferences."
"Otherwise, it will only drag the entire navy into the abyss."
"Countless families are still waiting for us to distribute subsidies; we can't afford to gamble."
"I know."
A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the Warring States period.
"That's why Garp didn't want to become an admiral, a marshal."
"When we first became marines, we were there with the intention of upholding justice."
"But now... hey!"
Gion handed over a new teacup. The tea rippled in the cup, and once it calmed down, it reflected Sengoku's frighteningly calm face.
"Bazaar was right about one thing---"
"If a person wants freedom, he cannot be in a high position."
"If you hold a high position, you will not be in control of your own destiny."
"You can handle the arrangements for Gion. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
After saying this, Sengoku got up and left quickly.
boom!
"—Marshal, then I'll go and arrange things at the Lower Garden first."
He nodded in response.
When I was alone in the room, a sense of loneliness arose spontaneously.
"Warring States Period, you'll understand when you become a marshal."
"The Navy, it's just, and can only be, the Navy."
II
[Headquarters Residential Area]
He took Gion back to his house.
Tsuru gestured for Gion to remove the black robe she was using to conceal her identity, and said helplessly:
"I'm sorry, Gion. I wanted you to stay by my side, but I didn't expect that you would have to go on such a dangerous mission right after you finished your training in geisha skills."
"It's alright, Sister He. I'm actually quite curious about that man."
At this moment, Di Yuan had lost the gentle and domineering aura she displayed in the Marshal's room.
Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her long, jet-black hair perfectly covered the tattoo on her thigh.
"Is that notorious pirate named Bazel really a spy for our Navy?"
He understood the friend and younger sister in front of him who was more than twenty years younger than him.
Take out a dish of Hachihashi cakes and a bottle of barley tea from the refrigerator.
"Knowing you were coming back today, I specially asked them to bring these back a couple of days ago."
"Thanks, Sister He, Ah Ming~~"
Savoring the rich aroma of cinnamon in the Yatsuhashi Mochi, Gion happily covered her cheeks and chewed voraciously.
"So delicious~~~"
"You little rascal."
The crane lightly touched Gion's brow and chuckled, scolding:
"You'd better take this mission seriously, but I don't think your safety will be a problem."
"Sengoku will definitely inform Bazel of your information, and he will probably have him take care of you secretly."
"Ah, the great general of the Warring States period, he ah, ming~"
After taking another bite of a Yatsuhashi mochi while speaking, he continued speaking only after arriving at the garden:
"Isn't this a secret infiltration mission? If the general tells the target, wouldn't that be a leak?"
"This is for your safety, and both Sengoku and I actually trust Bazel's character."
He went back to his room, retrieved Bazel's photo, and handed it to Gion.
"If he entered the Holy Land because he disapproved of the Celestial Dragons' actions, we would suspect him of being a traitor."
"But it's not surprising that someone would do something like this if it were for a friend."
Gion smacked the cookie crumbs off her fingertips before taking the photo album.
The above is a group photo of Sengoku, Garp, Tsuru, as well as Bazel and Doraga.
Garp and Sengoku are fighting each other from the back.
He gently pressed the heads of the two boys, who were about to turn to the camera, with a tender smile.
"Although that boy was brought back from the Warring States period, he has been neglected in his upbringing due to his busy work schedule."
"Later, because Garp's son Dragon also needed care and training, Sengoku simply left Bazel to Garp to take care of as well."
"He's so cute!"
Gion's eyes lit up as she looked at Bazel, who still had a bit of baby fat in the group photo.
"It was precisely because of Garp's teaching that Bazel, like Dragon, never took the Celestial Dragons seriously."
"Those two brats have insulted the Celestial Dragons in front of the Fleet Admiral more than once or twice, and they've always gotten a severe lesson from them, hahaha~"
He took the photo album, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
"Although Sengoku never said it, he always regarded Bazel as his successor."
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have entrusted such an important mission as infiltrating the Beasts Pirates to Bazel."
Gion picked up another piece of Yatsuhashi Mochi and, like a little squirrel, took small, crunchy bites.
"But isn't this mission very dangerous? Why would a Sengoku general entrust it to his successor?"
The crane said helplessly:
"Because that's the kind of man the Warring States period was."
"Gion, Bazel is a very charismatic man, much like his mother. Be careful not to get yourself involved."
"That kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Back when we were still at headquarters, he secretly took that bastard Sengoku's mom's store membership card."
"Then he took Dragon out to fool around, and afterwards he said that Sengoku told him he could go wherever he wanted as long as he didn't bother him, so you absolutely must not let your guard down!"