The Champion King was feeling strange at the current state of the Holy Justice Citadel, and the resistance he was expecting upon breaking into the citadel also didn't appear. All he could see was despair within the natives, and they didn't even have the will to struggle.
At that moment, his doubts lasted no more than a breath, a slow, almost predatory grin curved his lips as the dark glint returned to his eyes.
For years, he had sailed the Star Ocean as a Star Pirate, living and breathing by the law of opportunity, and no rules applied to him, and despite his inner disgust for the other Star Pirates, he liked this freedom.
That's why the Champion King right now was a Star Pirate more than his previous self, the Chairman of the Zodiac Warrior Alliance, and right now, before him, the Holy Justice Citadel didn't seem like part of one of the three absolute factions and seemed more like it was a wounded prey struggling to stand.
