Chapter 65: Mr. Rok, the Revolutionary Army Welcomes You Anytime!
On the frozen battlefield,
Rok rushed to the side of the pale, barely-breathing Rear Admiral Alice.
"Teacher Momousagi — how is Alice?!"
"Marco did everything he could. He's only managed to keep her alive for now… whether she survives is up to fate."
Momousagi's voice was heavy with guilt.
If she had acted sooner, Alice wouldn't have nearly died at the hands of their own side.
"Rok… I've made my decision. Everyone from G-9 is coming with me. We're leaving the Marines."
"Leaving the Marines?!"
Rok looked at the resolute woman, then nodded firmly.
"Good. The Marines no longer deserve the name of justice. After this war, I was planning to find Teacher Zephyr and form the Neo Marines."
"If you're willing to join us, Teacher — nothing would make me happier."
He trusted Momousagi completely. No reason to hide his plans.
"Neo Marines…?!"
"No wonder you forced Whitebeard to swear that oath in front of the world."
"Fine. We'll talk details after the war!"
Hope reignited in Momousagi's eyes.
She had no intention of becoming a pirate.
But a new force that still stood for real justice? She could keep fighting with pride.
"Leave Alice to me. Go finish what you started."
Rok didn't waste another second.
Luffy was seconds away from the execution platform.
Sabo and his Revolutionary squad — having confirmed Robin's safety — were charging the same spot.
Ace, Sabo, Luffy — the three sworn brothers reuniting at the Summit War.
Even Rok hadn't predicted that.
But none of that mattered right now.
The Marines were crumbling.
BOOM!
A path of thunder blasted straight toward the execution platform.
Sabo's team and the Whitebeard commanders followed in Rok's wake.
Meanwhile,
Akainu, who had been waiting under the ice for a sneak attack, crawled out — face swollen, pride shattered — only to see Whitebeard rampaging unchecked.
He had no choice but to abandon Rok and intercept the Emperor.
"Damn that Borsalino… even if he got blasted to Skypiea he should be back by now!"
Akainu cursed internally.
…
"You're Rok, right?"
A familiar voice.
Revolutionary Army Chief of Staff Sabo stood before him, smiling warmly.
"I'm Sabo. Thank you for saving Nico Robin. She means a lot to us."
"No need for thanks. I did what I had to."
Rok returned the smile.
Sooner or later he'd be working with the Revolutionaries anyway.
Good to build bridges now.
"Our leader says: If you ever want in, the Revolutionary Army will always welcome you."
"We'd love to have someone who cut down a Celestial Dragon fighting beside us to topple the World Government."
Sabo's invitation was genuine.
Rok killing a Celestial Dragon in Sabaody was practically legendary to them.
With his strength? The Revolutionaries would skyrocket in power.
"I'll… consider it after the war."
"By the way — aren't you going to save Ace?"
Rok tested lightly.
"Ace…?"
Sabo frowned — memories still locked away.
Rok didn't push.
At that moment,
Straw Hat Luffy finally reached the execution platform.
Across the bay, Garp stood frozen, face twisted in pain as his grandson charged.
And not a single Marine dared call it treason when Luffy's fist sent the Hero of the Marines flying.
"ACE! I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU!!"
With the wax key from Mr. 3,
Ace's handcuffs clicked open.
Sengoku transformed into his golden Buddha form, shockwave ready.
But Rok didn't move to interfere.
He had just remembered something crucial.
Mr. 3 wasn't the only future big name hiding here.
Buggy the Clown — future Yonko — was live-streaming the entire war via Den Den Mushi.
Everything happening today was being broadcast to the entire world.
His goal of worldwide fame?
Already halfway achieved.
But killing a few Vice Admirals and humiliating Admirals wasn't enough.
BOOM!
The execution platform collapsed under Sengoku's shockwave.
Ace was free — for now.
A minute earlier,
using Eternal Shackles, Rok had already ordered Saint Shalria to evacuate the Marine Headquarters building.
Because next,
in front of the entire world,
he was going to obliterate the symbol of Marine authority — with a Celestial Dragon still inside? No. With the building that represented 800 years of oppression.
Maximum humiliation for the World Government.
Maximum fame for himself.
And another favor cashed in with Shalria.
Perfect.
Sengoku was fully focused on Ace — he never noticed Rok walking toward the headquarters building.
Until,
a lone figure stepped into his path.
Black coat. Black blade. Eyes like a hawk.
"Shichibukai — Hawkeye Mihawk?!"
Even Rok was surprised.
Mihawk had zero reason to get involved in this mess.
"Douglas D. Rok."
"I am very interested in that black blade… and in your swordsmanship."
"I hope one day we cross blades fairly."
"So stop here."
"There is a Celestial Dragon in that building."
"You already enraged the World Government in Sabaody."
"If you touch another Celestial Dragon…"
"…truly terrifying people will come for you."
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