One Piece: My Monster Girls Have Become Beasts?

Chapter 170: A Touch of Sympathy from the Navy – Rayleigh and Jabba Are So Miserable

Chapter 170: A Touch of Sympathy from the Navy – Rayleigh and Jabba Are So Miserable

"Garp, tell me, how are Roger's crew doing now?" Suddenly, Sengoku seemed to have thought of something. He turned sharply to Garp, his tone regaining its previous authority, but beneath that authority lay a deep fear.

Garp knew that Sengoku wanted to gain some psychological balance by learning about the tragic state of Roger's crew. Although it was somewhat perverse and he felt sorry for Roger and the others, there was really nothing he could do about it.

"Rayleigh—his right arm is completely severed. We don't know if he'll ever be able to hold a sword again. He's basically half-crippled." Garp's voice was as heavy as stone when he said this.

Sengoku was slightly shaken, a complex expression appearing on his face—a mixture of regret for the fall of a legend and shock at Brian's cruelty.

"Rayleigh, the King of the Underworld, only has his left hand left—so what will become of him—"

"In the future, he might only be able to work as a coating worker somewhere, or become a drunkard," Karp added coldly, his tone filled with hatred for Brian.

"Where is Jaba?" Lieutenant General Tsuru couldn't help but ask, her voice trembling slightly, a testament to the shock of the complete demise of a powerhouse of the same level.

Garp took a deep breath, his tone becoming even colder and more cruel: "Jabbar was directly hit by the aftershock of the extreme explosion caused by the monster girls' combined attack. His legs were severed at the waist, his lower body was completely vaporized, and he lost his genitals."

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Even Zefa's resolute face now revealed a hint of undisguised shock and anger.

"This—what a cruel method!" Zefa clenched his fists tightly, making a "crackling" sound.

Vice Admiral Tsuru's face also showed intense disgust. As the Navy's chief strategist, she had witnessed all kinds of cruelty at sea, but this kind of devastating blow to life's future and male dignity still made her feel terrified.

Even though it was pirates who got into trouble, it was still a bit scary for her.

"Brian of the Beasts—" Sengoku's tense nerves seemed to relax a little at this moment.

He slumped into his chair, his eyes vacant, but he muttered to himself, "He didn't kill Roger, but he destroyed Roger's comrades in this way—he didn't want Roger's life, he wanted Roger's pain, Roger's despair!!!"

"And Roger? How is he doing now?"

"He succeeded." Karp's voice was like a pronouncement.

"On the sky island, Roger begged me to save his companions in front of me. His will had completely collapsed."

Sengoku remained silent for a long time. Then, he slowly raised his head, and a clear-headed and ruthless look, unlike anything he had ever seen before, flashed in his bloodshot eyes.

"Fine—since he wants destruction, then we'll grant his wish." Sengoku's voice regained its former majesty, but within that majesty lay a hint of hysterical madness.

"Can Garp, Rayleigh, and Jabba's injuries be healed?"

"They're safe. I brought them to the first half of the Grand Line, and they're currently receiving treatment somewhere," Garp replied, but his words were utterly treasonous.

As a Marine, Garp actually led the pirates away from the New World, not only failing to capture them and imprison them in Impel Down, but also treating them. This is simply going against the grain.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he really wanted to take this opportunity to completely destroy the Roger Pirates and prevent future troubles.

However, after thinking for a long time, he finally remained silent, observing the expressions on Garp's and even Sengoku's faces, without rushing to speak.

Knowing Garp as he does, if he were to say those words, Garp would definitely explode.

These high-ranking naval officers were aware of the inexplicable "bond" between Garp and Roger, and although they didn't understand it, they could only respect it.

What else could they do? If they really crippled Garp, wouldn't that be like cutting off one of the Navy's arms? Kong wasn't that stupid; he just turned a blind eye.

"Then let them continue their treatment. The Roger Pirates are not as much of a threat to our Navy as they used to be. They might come in handy later."

"Karp, we can have the Navy's doctors treat them. If Rayleigh and Jabba are interested, we can even consider implanting prosthetics in them. The Science Unit has already made progress in this area."

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Kong opened his mouth, his words carrying a hint of expectation. He thought that the Roger Pirates might be able to turn into a sharp knife against the Rocks Pirates, but this would require further action.

"Yes, Marshal Kong, I understand." Garp nodded, saying nothing more. "Sengoku, continue."

"We can't let that brat hold us back for too long, we can't let our energy be diverted by the feud between Roger and Brian, and we mustn't forget our true purpose!"

Sora turned to Sengoku and told him to continue, saying that Sengoku would be the chairperson of today's meeting.

As time went on, Kong had already begun to delegate authority to the four people in front of him, who were the future of the Navy, and he himself had begun to consider retirement.

Retirement is not an option; it is the will of the World Government. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will retire smoothly after the battle against the Rocks Pirates in six months.

If something unexpected happens, it's hard to say what will happen —

"Yes, Marshal Kong."

Sengoku suddenly stood up and walked to the huge map behind him. On the map of the New World, a red circle was prominently marked, which was the territory of the Rocks Pirates.

He slammed his fist into the map with such force that the entire map shook violently.

"Six months! Garp, Zephyr, Tsuru! We've been preparing for six months! Now, it's time to unleash all our power in the war against the Rocks Pirates!"

Zephyr and Tsuru exchanged a glance and nodded almost imperceptibly. They knew that Sengoku had finally transferred all the fear and anger he felt because of Brian to his actions against Rocks.

This might be a good thing, at least it could help the Warring States period to recover.

"Tell me the plan, Sengoku," Zephyr said in a deep voice.

Sengoku took a deep breath, his voice as cold as steel, carrying an indescribable heaviness. He didn't answer directly, but instead turned his gaze to Garp, Zephyr, and Tsuru.

"Six months ago, in that naval battle, we lost two marshal-level combatants. This was all my dereliction of duty, and I must reflect on it."

At this point, Sengoku's tone became somewhat somber. He paused for a moment before continuing, "Currently, the Marine Headquarters has only one elderly admiral left. Although he still possesses combat strength, he is no longer capable of handling the meat grinder battlefields of the New World."

After the deaths of Admirals Natural Tengu and Kappa, the only remaining Admiral in the headquarters has essentially retired, no longer attending regular naval meetings; he is truly afraid.