"Yarlin, what do you think of this era?"
Garp licked his lips, and the scars on his cheeks rose and fell with his breathing, making him look like a steel sculpture.
"Does this question make sense?"
"Maybe, maybe not, in short, you can answer me first, don't worry about anything."
"Rotten to the core. A rotten, festering, and filthy era of cannibalism. A muddle-headed and hypocritical government, greedy and vicious Celestial Dragons, a wavering navy, a violent and cowardly revolutionary army, and pirates that spread across the sea like maggots. Frankly speaking, this era is the definition of cannibalism!" Arlen sneered. "A sinful era that shouldn't exist in history."
"The era started by Roger, the Pirate King." Garp's face showed a touch of nostalgia, and then sighed: "However, there are still some things worth remembering, right?"
Yarlin didn't say a word. His lips were very thin, making him look mean and cold, and the crow's feet at the corner of his eyes seemed to be mocking.
"There is still air to breathe, food to fill one's stomach, friends and subordinates of the past, or the scenery that exists in one's memories. There will always be something that everyone is reluctant to part with, and this sea is vast enough to swallow and drown all of these sins." Garp added: "However, Captain Yarlin, the report in your hand will burn the whole sea into flaming magma, a dead and scorching hell. There may be no soil for pirates and sins to survive, but there will be no air for life to breathe."
"So, Vice-Admiral Garp is really a lobbyist for Fleet Admiral Sengoku, and the purpose is for me to hand over the report in my hand?" Arlen chuckled coldly. "Have the higher-ups of the navy also been infected by the hypocritical and clumsy words of the politicians? It's a pity that the last time I listened to Fleet Admiral Sengoku's orders, I almost died. This time, I won't repeat the same mistake. "
Garp's face was slightly gloomy, but he continued: "Blindly radical and paranoid can't save the world. When we were young, Sengoku and I had already walked this road. We even publicly executed Roger, the Pirate King. But the final result is that Roger's death not only did not end the evil, but a worse Great Age of Pirates was opened. Over the years, Sengoku has been struggling to maintain the balance …"
Arlin suddenly stood up from the sofa. He looked at Garp with a deep look and said, "The public execution of the Pirate King Roger was a mistake made by Fleet Admiral Sengoku. After all, the Great Age of Pirates was not started by Roger. It was Fleet Admiral Sengoku who opened the door of sin."
"Blindly retreating and compromising with the world government can't make up for his mistakes. It will only make the whole world fall into the abyss step by step. Only iron and blood can create a new world, and …" Yarlin paused and said firmly: "I firmly believe that it will not be a new world shrouded in flames and magma."
Of course not, the endless "Black Tide" is slowly emerging from the deep sea, and the greedy tentacles are embracing the whole world from the shadow worm. How can it allow others to destroy all of this!
Garp naturally couldn't hear the real meaning in Yarlin's words. He just thought that Yarlin was absolutely standing under the banner of Sakaski, and there was no possibility of winning him back.
"Pointing at Sengoku, and even accusing Sengoku of starting the Great Age of Pirates, what a vicious slander." Garp's pupils shrank, just this sentence was equivalent to erasing the merits of Fleet Admiral Sengoku and even the older generation of Marines, and nailing them to the pillar of shame.
Garp stared at Yarlin, and his iron fists clenched and rubbed, making the sound of bones colliding.
The terrifying momentum shrouded over, and Yarlin felt as if he was facing an endless sea of corpses. He was slightly shocked, but his face didn't change as he said: "Worthy of being a legendary hero of the Marine. I don't know how many pirates' blood is stained with this murderous aura. It's a pity that his grandson went to sea and became a pirate!"
"What's more interesting is that the Marines were looking for the posthumous child of Roger everywhere, but they never found it. Who would have thought that the posthumous child of the Pirate King and Vice-Admiral Garp's grandson have a deep relationship?" Yarlin's words were vicious: "Vice-Admiral Garp, I'm afraid that the secret of this has already been drowned by the sea!"
Garp's expression changed drastically. His aura was like a broken dam. Ya Erlin's every word was like a sharp, poisoned blade stabbing into his heart. The threat in his words was terrifying to the extreme.
These things are the deepest secrets in Garp's heart. Except for a few people who are absolutely trusted by him, outsiders can't hear about it at all. Where did Yarlin learn these things?
"How do you know?" Garp's face was cloudy and uncertain. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Who told you?"
"You see, the sea can't bury the remains of evil. There are always people with a keen sense of smell who can smell the rotten smell." Arlen rubbed his forehead out of habit as he said darkly, "Who would've thought that the legendary hero, Garp, was just a scammer? Once these two things get out, tsk tsk tsk … have you thought about how you're going to explain yourself?"
"Are you threatening me?" Garp's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with murderous intent.
"This is just a reminder, it's not a threat." Yarlin took out a piece of "black cloth" from his trouser pocket and casually threw it. The entwined black thread was pulled into his palm, revealing a pale ear: "This is a threat!"
Garp's pupils shrank to the size of a needle. He grabbed the broken ear and felt the texture of rubber on his fingertips. The edge of the wound revealed the texture of meat, indicating that it wasn't a rubber toy.
"What did you do to Luffy?"
Garp suddenly grabbed Yarlin's collar. His five fingers made a "crack" sound as if they were going to pierce Yarlin's neck. His voice was extremely oppressive and tyrannical.
Yarlin was lifted up, but he didn't move. He just grinned and looked down at Garp's ferocious face indifferently. His voice was hoarse and calm: "I'm a Marine, he's a pirate. I can do anything to him, right? What do you think? "
Garp's breath stopped.
"I'm just joking. Don't be nervous. I'm just helping you punish your useless grandson. It's just an ear. It's not a big deal!" Yarlin patted the back of Garp's hand and said fiercely: "This ear is just a friendly greeting gift …"
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