Chapter 12

Fleet Admiral Sengoku, upon seeing his precious tea leaves ruined by Garp, roared in heartache.

These were rare tea leaves he had obtained with great difficulty from the Flower Country; brewing just two leaves at a time not only released their fragrance to the fullest but also satisfied his needs for an entire day.

Yet now, Garp had suddenly brewed a whole handful at once, which nearly broke his heart.

"Hahaha, Sengoku, don't be so stingy."

"Come, I'll treat you to rice crackers."

Garp, with a broad smile, patted Sengoku's shoulder and laughed as he spoke.

"Bastard!"

"Is this about being stingy?"

"This is because you are wasting the gifts of heaven!"

Sengoku, enraged once more, snatched the rice crackers from Garp's hand, shoved them all into his mouth, leaving Garp fuming with rage.

"Sengoku, you actually ate them all! That's too much!"

"Go to hell," Sengoku mumbled around the rice crackers, his words indistinct.

Boom!

Just as the two old rascals were bickering and playing around, Brannew rushed into the office and shouted in panic:

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, terrible news!"

"The Celestial Dragons of the World Nobles were attacked in the Kingdom of Kachinobu in the North Blue; Saint Rosward and Saint Charlos are dead, and the location of Sharlya Palace is unknown."