Inside the dim laboratory, violent shockwaves battered the surrounding walls reinforced with Seastone.
"Roy, so you really are the master behind Shiki's organization! Looks like I guessed right. That guy Shiki was controlled by you long ago, wasn't he?"
Whitebeard looked calmly at Roy, as if he had long known that Roy would make a move against him.
"Oh! So I've been exposed? When did you figure it out, Whitebeard? I thought I'd kept my disguise airtight all along!"
The two faced each other like old friends, but the Haki raging around them made it clear that Whitebeard would not surrender without a fight.
"Gurararara, when did I start noticing something was wrong? Probably when you loosened your surveillance and let me move around freely!"
As he said this,
Whitebeard's gaze toward Roy suddenly became complicated.
Even at a time like this, Whitebeard still admired the man before him immensely.
Whitebeard could sense Roy's towering ambition, much like Blackbeard Teach, who had betrayed him in the end.
Both were ambitious men who wanted to hold the entire world in the palms of their hands, but Roy was different from Blackbeard.
If Blackbeard's ambition was to ascend to the throne of King of the World even at the cost of destroying the entire world and every companion by his side,
then Roy's ambition was to lead himself and those he cared about to the highest peak together.
Compared to Blackbeard, Roy's ambition might have been somewhat gentler, even if Roy himself had not realized it.
And such ambition, one that cherished his companions and subordinates, undoubtedly suited Whitebeard's tastes very well.
That admiring gaze left Roy feeling rather baffled.
But after looking around the room and at Caesar Clown, Enel, and Trafalgar Law standing behind Roy, the old man Whitebeard continued,