Blake did not know that because of his sarcastic remark, many more people would die in Mary Geoise.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care; he wasn't an idealist like Christopher.
As long as it wasn't someone close to him, if they died, they died.
Leaving the Gorosei, Blake confirmed that their questioning was merely a formality and they didn't suspect him too much.
If it hadn't been for Christopher, a former Celestial Dragon, being involved in last night's incident, there probably wouldn't even have been an inquiry.
Blake just needed to maintain his original persona and answer the questions honestly.
You ask what his original persona was?
Of course, it was being civilized and polite.
Blake never smashed things when he was angry; he would only politely ask, "Are you tired of living?"
As for his attitude towards the Gorosei? That was even less of a problem.
In fact, in the eyes of most Celestial Dragons, the Gorosei weren't particularly special.
After all, the treatment of Celestial Dragons was established eight hundred years ago, and the Gorosei's power was more directed at the World Government's subordinate agencies, not the Celestial Dragons themselves.
Many of the lazy Celestial Dragons even believed that the Gorosei and God's Knights were just a bunch of idle fellows who went around stealing the Slaves' jobs.
In their simplistic understanding, there was no concept of military might or power.
They thought that since everyone had to listen to what they said anyway, they just needed to enjoy themselves.
Based on this view, it's easy to imagine what their attitude towards the Gorosei was like.
Blake at least maintained superficial politeness; the Gorosei might even have to thank him.
However, no matter what the Gorosei thought, Blake intended to lay low for a while.
It wouldn't be easy to find another opportunity for Christopher and Garling to fall out like this again.
Moreover, the intelligence about Imu that the Revolutionary Army helped him uncover this time was quite a lot.
Don't look at how the Revolutionary Army held their own yesterday; in reality, as long as the Gorosei fought steadily, victory was certain even without Imu's intervention.
Therefore, to force Imu's true form out, it would probably require the great pirates of the New World to gather again.
At this moment, Blake was sitting on his golden chair, carried by a Slave, strolling around Mary Geoise.
"Tsk tsk, a perfectly good Slave market, now it's going to be completely torn down and rebuilt."
"The coliseum is such a shame; I still had some special interactive props in my box that I hadn't used, and they're probably all burned to ashes."
"Oh, isn't that Saint Grocis? What happened to your face?"
Blake was wandering around and unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.
Grothius was being supported by two guards, with a translucent bio-gel patch on his forehead, beneath which purplish-red bruising was faintly visible.
His newly changed silk robe had its sleeves specially altered to be detachable to accommodate his bandaged arm.
His usually impeccable golden hair had a small circular area shaved off near his temples for treatment, making him look rather comical.
Who knows which doctor was so brave.
However, what made Blake curious was, this guy was beaten up like this, why wasn't he recuperating at home, but running around outside?
When Grothius saw Blake, his already dark expression grew even darker.
He snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Blake didn't bother to argue with him, just muttered loudly:
"How pathetic, he doesn't even have a Slave anymore, and has to be supported when he goes out."
Watching Grothius hurry away, Blake's mood improved even more.
This guy's direction suggests he's heading to Red Port.
"Going out to sea at a time like this?"
"Did all his household Slaves participate in the siege? Now he has no Slaves to use?"
"Tragic! Truly tragic!"
Mary Geoise was under construction everywhere, so Blake lost interest after a while and turned back to his estate.
At the estate, Kalifa with Alpha, and Hancock with Marigold, had already begun their training for the day.
Last night's battle had deeply stimulated them.
Both decided to work hard with their sisters, and when they encountered danger again, they too wanted to step forward like Mandy and Koala.
Seeing Hancock's serious expression, Blake felt that Rayleigh's death was somewhat unjust.
Rami and Hiyori were following behind Stella, preparing snacks with her, and Kozuki Toki was also helping, giving off a feeling of parent-child interaction.
Robin was still sitting in the corner reading as usual, while Perona seemed a bit listless from lack of sleep, uncharacteristically quiet.
Ginny and Belo Betty wore Sea Stone bracelets on their hands, standing obediently with the maids.
Their current status was that of captives, so their treatment naturally couldn't be the same as the other women.
Seeing Blake return, the only idle person, Scarlett, rushed forward to greet him:
"Your Highness, you're back. Dinner is ready."
Blake pinched her pretty face, then pulled her into his arms, and looked at the sky.
He had been called by the Gorosei shortly after waking up in the afternoon, and after wandering around the Holy Land, it was already dinner time without him realizing it.
Blake entered the estate with Scarlett:
"Since it's ready, bring it up."
At the dinner table, everyone gathered, and Blake finally saw today's newspaper.
After casually flipping through it for a while, he sneered:
"Sure enough, there's no news of Christopher in the newspaper."
It was obvious that the Gorosei must have issued a strict gag order regarding Christopher's situation.
The low-level officials bribed by Morgans either didn't know about Christopher at all or kept their mouths shut.
Coupled with the intensity of last night's battle, which prevented news birds from approaching, the news was successfully sealed off.
After all, Christopher's situation was different from Homing's; once news of an internal power struggle among Celestial Dragons got out, the World Government's prestige would suffer untold damage.
However, Blake did see some follow-up to last night's great battle in the newspaper.
Aside from the Dragons that turned directly into dust after the battle, and Christopher, whom the World Government was unwilling to mention, the status of the other participants from last night was reported.
Morley and Lindbergh died on the spot, while Ivankov and Crow were "hastily" apprehended by Kuzan and sent to Impel Down.
A bounty was issued for the escaped Fishman, Fisher Tiger, with a reward of 432 million.
This figure was significantly higher than Tiger's bounty in the original story.
But it made sense when you thought about it; after all, this time even Imu appeared, and the scale of the event was much larger than in the original story.
The task of pursuing Tiger had now fallen to Borsalino.
Fishmen weren't so easy to catch in the sea, so this lazy guy would be physically fishing in the sea for the next few years.
In addition, Blake also noticed a detail.
In the newspaper, the news about Bartholomew Kuma only mentioned his capture after defeat, but did not mention his exact whereabouts.
Blake's expression was a bit strange:
"Are the elderly senile still planning to turn Kuma into a Pacifista?"
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