Pirate Sea of ​​Justice

On the highest cliff of Malinfando, an old man sat there, looking at the panoramic view of Malinfando.

Almost everyone knows this old man Malinfando, Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, and Hero Garp.

At this time, he no longer had the freedom and ease of the past, and only the word "torture" remained on his face.

"If you don't know, you'd think you couldn't get over it and were ready to jump off a cliff to commit suicide." A voice sounded behind him.

Garp turned around and looked at the person who came, it was Moya who had just returned from Impel Down City.

"I'm not that fragile yet. I'm just here to enjoy the scenery." Garp said, but his expression still betrayed him.

Moya sat down next to him with a bottle of wine and two glasses and said, "Cry if you want. Although I won't comfort you, I will record your crying and show it to the old man from the Warring States Period."

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Garp punched Moya on the head, and Moya could only squat on the ground holding his head.

Moya's strength has increased greatly in recent years, but in front of the older generation like Garp Warring States, he has never been able to fight back.

The three legends of the older generation, Warring States, Garp, and Zefa, Moya has tasted the Iron Fist of Love, and every Moya cannot escape.

"You want to be sarcastic, but you're 100 years too early, kid." Garp said angrily.

Moya touched the bulge on his head and said, "Don't hold on, we all know how you feel. Am I not here to drink with you to drown your sorrows?"

Garp raised his head and said loudly: "I'm very fine."

Moya patted his shoulder and said in a pretentious tone: "I know, after all, even Senior Sakaski can't be indifferent when encountering this kind of thing, let alone an emotional person like you."

Garp still said loudly: "Stop talking nonsense, I am not so sentimental. Bad people do not deserve my sympathy."

Moya looked at the arrogant Garp, sighed and said: "Of course bad people don't deserve sympathy, but family members are different, right?"

Garp couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to sob like a child.

Although the tears and nose continued to flow, he still refused to give up: "Don't be verbose. I said it's okay and you don't need comfort."

Moya poured him a glass of wine and put it next to him, then poured himself another glass, sat next to him and drank.

"I don't drink," Garp shouted stubbornly.

Moya put down his wine glass, took out a pack of senbei from his pocket, handed it to Garp and said, "I took it from the old man's safe in the Sengoku period. Do you want to eat the last pack?"

With a sullen face, Garp grabbed the senbei and ate it happily.

"Why doesn't Ace, that brat, just follow the path I've paved for him?" Garp's tears were still flowing.

Moya originally wanted to persuade Garp to look away, but seeing Garp like this, he swallowed the comforting words he had planned.

If you think about it from another person's perspective, if it was Sabo who was executed, Moya might be even worse than Garp. It's hard to say whether he could have resisted betraying the navy.

But at least for now, Moya must consider the issue from the navy's perspective.

Privately, he had no grudge against Ace. He even liked Ace when he was watching anime in his previous life, but publicly, Ace must die.

As a descendant of Roger, Ace would be fine if he just lived a peaceful life as an ordinary person, but when he became a pirate, no one could save him, and Moya would not allow anyone to save him.

What's more, now that Ace has arrived at Impel Down City, even if the Navy wants to let him go, it will be difficult to do so.

If Ace does not die, the majesty of the navy will be gone.

In the entire war on the top, the only person who made people sympathize with him was Garp.The two grandsons are standing on the opposite side of themselves. An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago.

After Ace arrived in Impel Down, Garp didn't dare to see him at all, fearing that he would burst into tears as soon as he saw his grandson like that.

When encountering this kind of thing, Moya didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only let him be alone and quiet.

He picked up the bottle and stood up, leaving the cliff.

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After leaving the cliff, Moya went straight to Sengoku's office.