Time passed as always. The day arrived at January 1st, Oceanic Era 1502. Nether Moon Island was exceptionally lively today, with newspaper reporters from the West Sea and even the Grand Line gathering on Nether Moon Island.
What was this about? The Mafia family alliance had major news to announce and had specifically invited the major newspapers to witness it...
There was no need to mention the West Sea newspapers. To make a living in the West Sea, no newspaper would dare refuse to show respect to the West Sea's uncrowned king. The people they sent to lead their teams were all newspaper executives.
Some newspapers from the Grand Line did not need to show the West Blue Mafia any respect. After all, the West Blue Mafia could not reach them. However, those newspapers had received hints from the World Government, so they had no choice but to come.
Today was a major day. Black Alliance ships patrolled the entire Nether Moon Island and its surrounding waters, and the Black Alliance had already notified every force in the West Sea, whether they operated in the light or the dark.
Anyone who dared make trouble for the reporter friends coming to Nether Moon Island would be declaring themselves a mortal enemy of the West Blue Mafia and would surely suffer the cruelest retaliation!
With that warning issued, there was no profit to be had from the newspaper reporters, and even the lawless West Sea Pirates had no interest in making a move. Aside from a few extremely unlucky newspapers that encountered accidents, everyone else arrived safely.
Along the route on the Nether Moon, sentries dressed in black suits and carrying rifles stood guard. From the docks to the palace where the press conference was being held, guards stood every three meters