Chapter 1722 Napoleon’s Defeat (3)

Sengoku's questions were like a barrage of questions, thrown at Garp one after another, making it impossible for him to avoid them.

Faced with Sengoku's accusations, Garp finally fell silent.

After a long while, Garp slowly spoke: "He is a pirate, I am a navy, shouldn't I catch him?"

His voice was low and lonely, as if he was thinking about something.

This statement is both a response to Sengoku and Garp's justification for his own behavior.

However, when Zhan Guo heard the lonely voice of his old friend, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Garp, the navy really can't stand it anymore! You know our current situation very well. We are no match for the Rockefeller Kingdom!"

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in Zhan Guo's voice. This was the first time he expressed his inner thoughts to others so frankly. It was also the first time he admitted in front of outsiders that his navy was not as strong as that of the Rockefeller Kingdom.

Hearing what Sengoku said, Garp clenched his fists unconsciously. There was no expression on his face, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Karp finally said, "I know."

His tone was calm, but it carried an unspeakable heaviness.

When Sengoku heard Garp's answer, he felt a little relieved.

He was originally worried that Garp would get furious at his words, after all, Garp was known for his stubborn temper.

But now it seems that Karp is not as impulsive as he thought.

"You should quietly relax your supervision of Napoleon and let him find a way to break into the warship and escape. This way, we can give an explanation to the people."

Zhan Guo quickly added that he felt this was the only way to solve the problem at the moment.

After hearing what Sengoku said, Garp's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a slightly helpless smile.

"I understand."

He said lightly, and then hung up the phone without hesitation.

Zhan Guo listened to the busy tone and shook his head helplessly.

He knew that although Karp agreed to his request on the surface, he might not be willing to do so in his heart.

But the matter has come to this, and that’s all it can do.

Garp stood up slowly; his steps seemed heavy, as if he was carrying the pressure of the entire navy.

He walked straight towards the cage at the bottom of the warship where criminals were held. It was dark there, filled with an atmosphere of depression and despair.

Deep in the cage, in a cell that had obviously been specially modified, Napoleon was lying quietly on the cold ground.

His body was bound by heavy chains and he could not move freely.

In the dim light, Cap stood quietly in front of the unconscious Napoleon with his arms folded.

His figure seemed a little blurry in the dim light, and only the word "Justice" on the cloak behind him was faintly visible in the darkness.

At this time, the wounds on Napoleon's body had begun to scab over. This terrifying recovery ability made even Cap frightened.

He stared at Napoleon, secretly admiring the other's potential.

In less than two years, I'm afraid I won't be a match for Napoleon.

However, despite this, Cap had to let him go himself.

It was a difficult decision, but he had no choice.

"Lucky boy!"

Garp said gloomily, with a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his voice.

He slowly stepped forward and untied the chains that bound Napoleon.

Every movement seemed so heavy, as if he was unravelling an inescapable fate.

When the last chain was untied, Cap turned around and left the cabin without hesitation.

His steps seemed a little unsteady, as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his back.

Back on the deck, Cap lay directly in the rocking chair, closed his eyes and said nothing.

He felt extremely heavy-hearted. Having let go of a future enemy of the navy with his own hands, how could he have the mood to face other things?

The surrounding sailors were all very surprised when they saw this scene.

They didn't understand what was going on, they only knew that Vice Admiral Garp hurried into the cabin after receiving a call.

But now, he seemed to have lost his soul, lying quietly in the rocking chair, oblivious to everything around him.

No one knew the pain and struggle in Karp's heart, and he bore the consequences of this decision alone.

Time passes by quietly like a white horse passing by, as if everything is moving forward silently in peace.

However, at this seemingly calm moment, an event that shocked the world suddenly broke out - Napoleon was captured by Kapp!

This news spread quickly around the world like a bombshell.

Whether it was the member states of the World Government or those non-member states, even the Revolutionary Army that had always been in a state of hostility with the Navy, and the Seven Warlords of the Sea, all felt an unprecedented atmosphere of tension.

It's like the calm before the storm, it's suffocating.

A new war seems to be inevitably about to break out.

And this time, the navy once again became the focus of everyone's attention.

Can they achieve glory again and completely defeat the Rockefeller Kingdom just as they did when they destroyed the Whitebeard Pirates?

No one can give a definite answer. After all, the outcome of a war is often full of variables and uncertainties.

In this tense atmosphere, people couldn't help but recall the massive war of the previous year.

That war brought a huge impact to the world and changed the fate of many forces.

And now, a war even bigger than last year is about to begin, which will undoubtedly have a profound impact on the existing world order.

On Kami Island in the New World, there was an uproar in Rockefeller Castle.

Several members of the Rockefeller family who had hurried back from outside shouted angrily in the castle: "My nephew was captured by the navy!"

Their voices echoed in the castle, revealing their anger and dissatisfaction with the navy.

"Damn Navy, aren't the lessons learned last year profound enough?"

Trunks' face was full of anger, veins bulging on his forehead, and he roared angrily, his voice deafening, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

Seeing this, Logan on the side quickly spoke to comfort him: "Don't be impulsive, Trunks, wait until you calm down before making a decision. Let dad make the final decision on this matter!"

Although his tone was calm, he was also anxious in his heart. After all, the person captured by the navy was their nephew Napoleon!

At this time, the younger brothers and sisters in the room were also in an uproar. Some were crying and making a fuss, while others were shouting angrily that they wanted to fight the navy.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Logan felt extremely helpless. He wished he could rush to the Navy Headquarters immediately to rescue his nephew.

In another meeting room, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.