Whitebeard Pirates

The New World, the Wano Country.

"Woo la la la la la~"

The unusually tall man with a pair of horns on his head, after reading the newspaper, picked up a gourd and took a big gulp of strong liquor, then let out a disdainful laugh.

"Kaido, you've already had a lot to drink."

In front of him stood several men dressed wildly but with ordinary builds, one of whom kindly offered a reminder.

"Um?"

Kaido drunk, was annoyed by his subordinates' lack of respect and casually grabbed his spiked club from the side, swinging it around.

Along with several others, everyone in front of him was blasted away.

"What fifth emperor of the sea... He's just like that strong old man and the Red-Haired, nothing but a childish kid playing house!"

"A peaceful world? Does he think he'll be Joy Boy? A world of violence is the future!"

He firmly believed that war was the dominant theme of the world and that only war could change the world.

Before we knew it, another month had quietly passed.

At this time, thanks to the tireless work of Uzi and the others, Las Noches was beginning to take shape.

A large ship with a whale-shaped prow docked at Rocky Port.

"How did that legendary Great Pirate end up here?!"

With Ulquiorra backing them up, the common people weren't afraid, but the man's reputation was so great that they were still a little flustered.

"It really is prosperous, Old Man. It doesn't seem quite the same as what you described."

Ace stood on the bow of the ship, taking in the peaceful and tranquil scene of the island before turning to look at the tall, imposing old man beside him, who was holding a large sword.

"Ku~ la la la la~"

"After all, that man is quite a remarkable fellow."

The Whitebeard laughed heartily, his words revealing his undisguised appreciation and fondness for Cifer.

I wish that brat were my own son.

From the moment Cifer saved Ace, even though they were just friends, Whitebeard had already regarded him as family.

"What rare guests you are! It's amazing that you've come all this way."

While they were still marveling at it, Cifer appeared before them, eliciting enthusiastic cheers from the common people.

"You all step back."

Cifer waved his hand, and the commoners quickly grabbed their belongings and ran towards the town.

"Ku~ la la la la~ This used to be a place I often stayed!"

Whitebeard brandished the Murakumogiri, its blade crackling with a Haki like thunder, and leaped from the bow of the ship, slashing towards Cifer.

The two men's boundless aura even caused the entire ground to tremble, and the atmosphere seemed to shatter slightly.

"Clang!"

After a loud bang, the eyes of the Whitebeard Pirates almost popped out of their sockets. Even though Ace was mentally prepared, he still felt disbelief.

In terms of strength, Cifer was completely unlike the man they remembered from just a few months ago.

Because right before their eyes, Cifer blocked Whitebeard's slash with just one hand wielding the Banlong.

"The knives... never even touched!"

Jozu watched this scene, a picture he had seen more than twenty years ago seemed to flash through his mind.

This is only the second time in all these years that I have seen such a scene.

Moreover, even after many years, he still finds such power incredible.

"It's a clash of Conqueror's Haki!"

"That's the world's most powerful Haki! Cifer and my Old Man's Conqueror's Haki is so strong it's almost tangible!"

Marco smiled faintly and explained to some of the younger crew members behind him.

Although he didn't know why Cifer's Conqueror's Haki wasn't as noticeable as his Old Man's, Marco was convinced he wasn't mistaken.

"Ku~ la la la la~ You're unbelievably strong, you brat, Cifer!"

The exchange between the two ended there, Whitebeard calmly planted his sword in the ground, his smile showing no sign of dejection.

"As you get older, you should be less reckless. Now is the time to embrace a new era."

Cifer also sheathed the Banlong, feeling somewhat helpless about Whitebeard's unusual way of greeting him.

He was originally a remnant of the old regime, and he suffered from many old-age ailments. Who knows, one day he might suddenly run out of breath while greeting someone like this.

"I'm not that old yet."

After a friendly exchange, Whitebeard sat down on the ground, and Marco and the others began carrying things down from the Moby Dick, box by box.

"Cifer, congratulations! I never imagined you would become the fifth emperor of the sea so quickly!"

Ace tried to put his arm around Cifer's shoulders, but found he couldn't reach them at all, so he simply jumped up and hung on Cifer's neck.

The last time they met was in the Paradise, where he saved his life. At that time, he was still Shichibukai, opposing him.

Unexpectedly, when they met again just a few months later, he was still a member of the Four Emperors' staff, while the other party had broken the old order and become the new emperor!

"It's just a title, what kind of Sea Emperor? I have no interest in it."

Cifer turned around, lifted Ace off his back, and then opened the boxes they had unloaded.

It's full of strange and unusual things, as well as a lot of fine wines from all over the world.

"You wouldn't be using these junk things to congratulate me, would you?"

Cifer's eye twitched slightly.

Giving money or Devil Fruit is fine, but what's the point of giving a bunch of things that look rare but don't seem very valuable?

Moreover, the meaning behind the Whitebeard bringing wine is clear to those who know.

"Cifer brat, you're still too naive. These are some souvenirs I took from here back then, and I'm just returning them!"

"Forget all that nonsense, call all your companions over, we're having a banquet tonight!"

Whitebeard felt no shame whatsoever. He patted Cifer on the back and then ordered his men to prepare food and drink.

"Old Man really is..."

Marco covered his face, which was flushed with embarrassment, and had no intention of exposing Whitebeard's intentions.

My Old Man is incredibly stingy. These are just old things that were left on the ship to collect dust, and he felt it was a waste to just throw them away.

"Go to the center of the island. Have your men prepare. I'll go call for reinforcements."

It was a rare banquet, and the other party had even brought fine wine, so Cifer naturally wouldn't leave his companions out.

With a gentle touch, the space shattered, and he slowly stepped inside.

"Let's go! Let's see what the legendary Las Noches looks like now!"

Whitebeard had heard a little about the fact that Cifer had spent a fortune building the palace, and he wanted to see what kind of architecture this man would like.

"Hmm... isn't that Newgate?!"

Next to Las Noches, Uzi was leaning against a wall taking a short rest when he unexpectedly saw an old acquaintance.

"Uzi! It's been almost forty years, and you're still alive?"

Whitebeard was overjoyed; for someone his age, meeting an old friend in a familiar place was simply unbelievable.

The last time Uzi and Whitebeard met, they were both in their prime.

Who would have thought that decades would pass since that parting, and now both of them are old men with white hair and beards. After a sigh, they began to raise their glasses and drink together.

Seeing this, the other architects also began to join in.

The civilians who had been hiding were now bringing out all sorts of delicacies and fine wines from their homes to exchange with the members of the Whitebeard Pirates.