Chapter 133: ‘Justice’ Thrown into the Well

Sengoku sneered, "Are you joking, White Ghost?"

Adrian responded with surprise, "Didn't you start the joke first, Admiral Sengoku?"

Hmph!

Ignoring Adrian completely, Sengoku snorted. He activated his Kenbunshoku Haki to its fullest extent, scanning the nearly destroyed Thirteenth Island in an attempt to locate the original White Ghost.

However, his Observation Haki, which had always been effective in the past, seemed to fail this time.

Apart from Vice Admiral Borsalino, who was still recovering from severe injuries, Sengoku couldn't detect any other presence.

On Thirteenth Island, the pirates had been cleared out by Adrian long before Borsalino arrived. After a series of intense battles, those who heard the commotion had already evacuated Bubble Island.

Logically, sensing a presence on such an open and deserted island should be really easy.

But there was none.

Even 'Adrian', who was standing before him, didn't seem to emanate any trace of a living being's aura!

After a futile effort, Sengoku finally gave up on trying to find the real White Ghost.

He knew that this mission had been a complete failure!

He never thought that even a Marine admiral could not capture the White Ghost, despite him playing on this Sabaody Archipelago.

Facing the White Ghost that could freely fly in the sky, he wondered how the Marines would deal with it in the future…

The red-haired Redfield who could fly?

Or the lone-wolf Shiki?

Complex thoughts raced through Sengoku's mind, yet his face revealed nothing.

Maintaining his Giant Buddha state, Sengoku's expression remained as stiff as a clay sculpture, his voice emanating a cold indifference.

"What are you playing at, White Ghost?"

"Me?" The impersonated ghost, a vivid expression of its creator's emotions, looked at Sengoku with a wry smile. "Actually, shouldn't you be the one with the home field advantage right now? Not me, right?"

A slight twitch appeared on Sengoku's mouth. At this moment, these were the words he least wanted to hear!

In the past, facing any pirate, the identity of the Admiral always wielded a deterrent and oppressive force.

However, when confronting the White Ghost, this identity seemed utterly ineffective.

But the problem was...

"Hey, this Celestial Dragon…"

The phantom raised its arm, and a smaller phantom materialized in its palm. It was a vivid depiction of the current pitiful state of Saint Rosward.

Even the swollen pig head was exactly the same as the real one.

"Is he someone important that you must rescue?"

Sengoku reluctantly nodded.

As the Admiral of the Marines, he could not afford to show the slightest disrespect to the Celestial Dragon at this moment. Otherwise, he would face direct questioning from the World Government, the Five Elders, or even the entire Celestial Dragon race!

In a sense, the will and attitude of the Admiral represent the will and attitude of the entire Marine!

Sengoku didn't want to cause any trouble for the Marine Headquarters over such a trivial matter.

"My original plan was to just leave the Celestial Dragon behind, but then I realized a problem."

"If we're talking about value, then the World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons, are undoubtedly the most valuable 'objects' in this sea."

"Admiral Sengoku of the Marine Headquarters, can you tell me, if the World Government were to choose between the lives of the Celestial Dragons and the Admirals—tch, it's probably not even a comparison, they aren't that foolish…"

Borsalino thought to himself, "Oh no…"

Adrian spoke bluntly, "If the World Government had to choose between the life of a Celestial Dragons and a Vice Admiral, which side do you think they would pick?"

This time, Vice Admiral Kizaru couldn't muster his usual nonchalance; he felt as if his face was turning green.

Kizaru thought to himself, "What the hell? Is he talking about me?"

What in the world is a Vice Admiral of the Marines?

Indeed, Adrian was sowing discord!

And it was a straightforward manipulation!

You said Celestial Dragons are the world's nobility, untouchable like 'gods,' right?

Then, let me ask you this: between a Celestial Dragon and an elite Vice Admiral, who is also a likely candidate for Admiral, which one carries more weight?

With wisdom akin to Buddha, Admiral Sengoku naturally understood Adrian's sinister intentions and promptly rejected them.

"Justice will never compromise with pirates!"

"Who asked you? Who is asking about your sense of justice!?"

Adrian sneered.

"Who doesn't know that the Marine's justice is just the World Government's toilet paper?"

"I'm asking about the World Government now! Get someone in charge to talk to me, or be prepared to clean up the mess left by that scum, Saint Rosward!"

Perhaps never having heard such an insult to justice in his life, Sengoku's expression instantly turned grim. The gilded skin of the Buddha, glowing with anger, couldn't conceal his displeasure.

At that moment, the mimicry ghost in front suddenly moved forward. A swift sword, covered in a dense Armament Haki, appeared in its hand. With an unstoppable momentum, it boldly launched an attack towards Buddha Sengoku!

Completely immersed in the previous negotiation, Sengoku didn't react this time.

Creak—

A sour, hair-raising scraping sound echoed, reminiscent of nails on a chalkboard.

The incredibly sharp sword fiercely slashed at the Buddha's body, but it had no effect whatsoever, leaving only a faint white mark on the gilded skin!

No breach of defense!!!

Adrian was instantly astonished. He immediately activated the Ghost Warrior, swapping positions with the mimicry ghost, disappearing on the spot, and his presence vanished along with him.

Sengoku's fist, clenched after taking a slash, was itching to deliver a punch at this seemingly insulting assailant.

He shouted angrily, "What are you up to again, White Ghost?"

The mimetic ghost waved its hand casually and said, "Nothing much. In our previous battle, my blade didn't get a chance to see blood anyone. It's a bit eager now."

Sengoku, furious and gritting his teeth, was boiling with rage. He had never encountered such infuriating pirates in his entire life!

After a while, he managed to forcefully say, "And now?"

Adrian feigned innocence and said, "Why haven't you called the Marine Headquarters yet? Are you intentionally delaying, causing the Celestial Dragons to meet an unfortunate end? What a wicked scheme!"

This time, Sengoku was so enraged that he couldn't even find words. He simply walked to the side, took out the black anti-eavesdropping Den Den Mushi specially used by admirals, and transmitted the information back to the Marine Headquarters.

At this moment, Adrian, in a cheerful mood, turned to Yellow Monkey with a sly smile.

"Vice Admiral Borsalino, if the World Government agrees to my conditions, and the Marine Headquarters cannot refuse, would this be considered a righteous blow against them?"