Narration: Present, Holy Land Marijoa. Today, a tenryuubito was executed.
Someone: There are no rations, no bread, there's only cake
Narration: The one who judged him was *blocked by fucking watermark*, Saint Figarland Garling. The one exxecuted was the man who protected the Fishmen. Donquixote Mjosgard.
Figarland: Those who protect garbage... *blanked text*