Zephyr gritted his teeth in anger. "Is it because of Doflamingo's other identity? What could possibly make the World Governnt protect him like this?"
Sengoku didn't answer. He rely looked at Zephyr and said, "Zephyr, don't ask anymore. Since the World Governnt has already given the order, let's leave it at that. Against the governnt, neither you nor I have any say in the matter."
"And what about my dead students?" Zephyr roared. "They were all young, new Marines! Are they just supposed to die for nothing?!"
Sengoku clenched his fist, remaining silent.
With an expression of rage, Zephyr, wearing his Justice coat, stepped forward, grabbing Sengoku's collar and staring at him furiously.
"Pirates who murder innocent Marines get away with it just because of their identity? Is this really justice? Tell , Sengoku!"
"Zephyr!" Sengoku was also losing patience. "I know you're furious, and I am too, but the justice of the Marines isn't for you to question!"
"You should understand the relationship between the Marines and the World Governnt. The mont the World Governnt issued the order, this matter was already decided."
"To you, does the World Governnt's word an everything, Sengoku?" Zephyr released Sengoku's collar, taking a step back, "Does justice and fairness an nothing in the face of the World Governnt?" he asked bitterly.
"The World Governnt is the ultimate justice in this world!" Sengoku declared, his eyes narrowing as he coldly t Zephyr's gaze. "Their orders are absolute. Even you, Zephyr, will face consequences if you question the governnt."
Zephyr let out a cold laugh.
"You're just as stubborn as you were in your youth. Your high rank and blind loyalty to the World Governnt make you blind to everything beyond it."
"Zephyr, you're mistaken. Being in this position allows to see more than you realize," Sengoku replied gravely.
Zephyr glared at him, but Sengoku stood his ground, and the tension between them was icy.
Outside, listening for a long ti, Vice Admiral Tsuru sighed and entered the room. "Let this matter rest, Zephyr. We will honor those lost new recruits as heroes and care for their families."
"Families?" Zephyr's anger only grew. "Ignoring the criminal who killed them, do you really think these gestures will console their broken families?!"
He thought of his own family, destroyed by pirates.
"Do you know why there are more and more pirates out there, and why the Revolutionary Army is growing stronger, Sengoku?" he demanded.
Sengoku narrowed his eyes at Zephyr, a hint of anger in his tone. "What are you trying to say, Zephyr?"
"When the flas of anger burn within people and find no release, no amount of suppression can keep it down," Zephyr said, turning to leave.
"One day, these flas will inevitably reach the World Governnt."
"Zephyr! Enough!" Sengoku finally lost his composure.
Zephyr stopped at the doorway, facing away from Sengoku and Tsuru, and removed the Justice coat from his shoulders.
As the coat fell slowly, his cold voice reached Sengoku's ears.
"The Marines of today hold no justice or fairness," he declared. "From today, I resign from all my positions. I am no longer an instructor at the Marine School of Justice, nor a Marine Admiral."
News of Zephyr's resignation quickly spread through Marineford, causing a stir. Ron, who had already guessed the outco, wasn't particularly surprised.
Just as he anticipated.
Later that day, Vice Admiral Momonga returned from a patrol and happened to run into Ron, who was carrying Raikiri on his back.
"So, you're Vice Admiral Momonga," Ron observed, looking at the man with a Mohawk haircut. "I'm Ron."
"I know who you are," Momonga nodded, adjusting the deep blue pinstripe suit and katana at his waist. "Zephyr-sensei told you're here to refine your swordsmanship with ?"
Ron nodded.
Glancing at Raikiri on Ron's back, Momonga thought for a mont. "I have a few things to attend to, but et at Dock Four at nine tonight."
At nine that evening, Ron arrived at the quiet Dock Four, where Momonga was already waiting.
Seeing Ron, Momonga put out the burning cigarette in his hand, stepping on it. "Just to be clear, I can only spare half an hour for this."
"Understood," Ron replied, unsheathing Raikiri from his back.
"Let's see what you've got," Momonga said, drawing his sword, his powerful swordsmanship aura radiating around him.
Feeling the pressure, Ron squinted, fully releasing his own sword intent.
Momonga looked montarily surprised.
Seizing the instant, Ron used Shave to appear directly in front of him.
"Moon Breathing: Third Form – Loathso Moon, Chains," he muttered, unleashing a series of crescent-shaped slashes from tricky angles toward Momonga.
Right from the start, Ron held nothing back, treating Momonga as a real enemy and attacking with killing intent.
What a deceptive strike…
Momonga felt a surge of surprise. But as a powerful swordsman with proficient Observation Haki, he found it manageable.
With a single, swift swing, he cleaved through Ron's slashes.
Ron could barely see the slash.
Yet each crescent slash aid at Momonga was instantly deflected.
All of a sudden, Ron sensed danger with his Observation Haki.
Eyes narrowing, he pivoted without hesitation, and Raikiri traced a perfect arc.
"Moon Breathing: Fifth Form – Moon Spirit Calamitous Eddy," he murmured, executing a defensive move.
Several massive swirling blades ford around Ron, colliding with a slash that had abruptly appeared in front of him, producing a sharp, scraping noise!
Ssskkk!
Fierce winds emanated from the clash of their blades, scattering around!
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