"Don't be so angry, Sengoku!" Garp, already accustomed to Sengoku's anger, waved his hand dismissively.
Seeing this, Sengoku sat down helplessly. "Whether it's true or not, many people will believe it's true," he said, taking several deep breaths to calm himself.
"That's exactly why I hate this."
"Garp, don't say anymore," Tsuru reminded him gently.
"Fine, I'll go out to sea and catch pirates. You handle these matters."
After glancing at Tsuru, Garp stood up, swayed as he pulled open the office door, and walked out.
"Let him go out and roam for a while!" Sengoku sighed with a helpless expression.
"He might head back to the East Blue for an automatic vacation," Tsuru noted, knowing Garp well enough to realize this possibility was highly likely.
"Possible, but let's not talk about that now." Sengoku rubbed his temples and spoke worriedly.
"The truth about Dressrosa can't be hidden forever. Even with their current propaganda, news about the real events will eventually leak out, unless..." Sengoku looked at Tsuru as he spoke.
"Unless Dressrosa completely disappears, leaving no evidence to prove otherwise," Tsuru completed the dark thought Sengoku didn't say aloud.
Exactly.
Sengoku nodded slightly, and then the two fell into a heavy silence.
"Ahem, I think you all need to see this!" Garp's voice rang out as he returned to the office.
He was now waving a newspaper in his hand with a peculiar expression on his face.
Sengoku was momentarily stunned before guessing what had happened.
But hadn't the World Government handled matters with the World Economy News Paper before taking this action? Sengoku felt utterly exasperated.
Although he strongly disapproved of the World Government's methods, couldn't they at least avoid being so sloppy?
Compared to the World Government's standard channels, Morgans's newspaper had far more avenues for releasing information and covered a much broader range.
After taking the newspaper from the strangely behaved Garp, Sengoku quickly scanned through it before handing it to Tsuru, who had stood up.
'They've messed up! Completely messed up!' Garp wore a thoroughly gleeful expression.
Vice Admiral Tsuru also rapidly read through the paper before sitting back down with a completely speechless look.
'How could they handle things like this?' Tsuru couldn't comprehend the sheer incompetence and could only attribute it to the fact that the World Government and Mary Geoise rarely took initiative in such smear campaigns, leading to insufficient planning.
The true events in Dressrosa were reported much more clearly in the newspaper than in the World Government's propaganda, especially since the article also revealed the Celestial Dragons' true intentions—planning to use the innocent people of Dressrosa as pawns to deal with Cyrus, making the nobles out to be the complete villains.
'Morgans really has some nerve.' Garp sat back down, his expression still peculiar.
He wanted to laugh out loud, but seeing the strange, strained looks on Sengoku and Tsuru's faces, he felt too embarrassed to do so.
"Forget it, things have already reached this point. Let's not get involved and just focus on our own duties. After all, the Holy Land will definitely handle Cyrus's matter themselves," Sengoku said while lightly tapping the table.
"Also, Garp!" Sengoku looked at the Vice Admiral, who was currently picking his nose. "You still need to go out and patrol, at least to prevent chaos in the Four Seas and Paradise. As for the New World..."
Hearing this, Garp grinned. "With that guy Cyrus entering the New World, I think plenty of major events are bound to happen there next."
"Hmm, let's focus on Paradise and the Four Seas first!" Sengoku nodded, agreeing with Garp's assessment for once.
"Well, I'll be off then!" Garp stood up as he spoke and left without looking back.
This time he truly departed, not even encountering any Marine soldiers delivering newspapers to the Fleet Admiral's office along the way.
...
"Pack up and prepare to relocate! Disperse according to the emergency plan!"
At the World Economy News Paper headquarters, Morgans issued the command.
"President, are we really moving our headquarters to the New World?" The beautiful secretary looked quite worried.
"We don't have many choices this time. The World Government will definitely come after us."
Morgans understood clearly what would happen next.
Having actively disrupted the World Government's plans, brutal retaliation was inevitable.
However, as a righteous newsman... er, bird, he had to speak up for justice.
No, for the absolute truth!
He absolutely wouldn't tolerate anyone twisting facts right before his eyes!
Of course, Morgans was actually holding back somewhat.
After all, he hadn't mentioned at all the demon that appeared in Dressrosa, nor had any photos of it been published in the newspaper.
The keen Morgans could sense that was the real, world-ending big story, but he also had a premonition that if he really released that information, everything would truly be finished for him.
Just as he was thinking this, his private Den Den Mushi rang.
After the connection was established, Cyrus's voice came through.
Listening to the President words, Morgans sounded surprised.
"Cooperation? You're not planning to swallow up my newspaper, are you?" Morgans's voice was full of suspicion.
According to Cyrus's proposal, the Hunter Guild and the newspaper could collaborate to publish a special edition specifically for the guild.
Of course, there was no problem with that, but Cyrus also mentioned having the newspaper set up physical offices in every single branch of the Hunter Guild.
That was why Morgans responded with such a defensive question, because if they really did that, his newspaper might eventually become a subordinate part of the Hunter Guild.
Wouldn't that mean the newspaper was being swallowed up?
"How could that be? My friend!" Cyrus's voice sounded, seemingly very surprised by the accusation.
"I, Cyrus, have always treated my friends well. As my friend, this would be a mutually beneficial partnership."
"Uh, let me think about it." Morgans still didn't agree immediately, unable to shake the feeling that Cyrus was genuinely interested in acquiring his newspaper.
But the financial feasibility of what Cyrus proposed was actually quite high, and moreover, by relying on the military protection of the Hunter Guild, the newspaper could operate with far more freedom.
Although they already had considerable freedom, threats from the World Government still existed.
"And about this matter—is Doflamingo dead?" Morgans asked.
"No, I made him exchange twenty Celestial Dragons' lives for his own," Cyrus replied casually.
"What?" The feathers on Morgans's body stood straight up in shock.
"Why so excited? I've killed plenty before without seeing you this worked up."
"You bastard, how do you know I wasn't excited back then?" Morgans's ruffled feathers hadn't smoothed down yet, clearly entering a state of absolute journalistic excitement.
"So, you're really planning to move against the Celestial Dragons?"
"Haven't I already done so?"
"That's different, you know what I mean, Cyrus," Morgans's voice trembled with anticipation.
"Well, say what you will. Contact me when you've made up your mind."
The call disconnected. Morgans stared at the Den Den Mushi before him.
"President?" The beautiful secretary was also trembling, equally excited by the scoop.
"Make preparations, quickly. I want to meet him personally and ask him exactly what he plans to do," Morgans declared loudly, waving a wing.
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