Dialogue with Whitebeard

Whitebeard closed his eyes slightly, seemingly sensing the abundant power within his body.

Marko José, standing to the side, was extremely nervous and asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, how are you feeling?"

Whitebeard suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming brightly, the void shimmering with light. A vast aura rose from his body, as if the Whitebeard who once dominated the world with his might had returned.

Whitebeard ripped out the IV drip inserted into his body, stood up abruptly, and laughed heartily, "Kurarara, this is better than ever before!"

"That's wonderful!" Marco and the others were almost moved to tears; they hadn't seen their Old Man so happy in a long time.

Teach's face was a little dark, but luckily he was naturally dark-skinned, and since everyone's attention was focused on Whitebeard, no one noticed his somewhat distorted expression.

Fifth Division Commander Flower Sword Vista suddenly asked, "Jinbe, what you meant by 'temporary' relief is that the effects of this medicine can only last for a period of time?"

"That's right. According to Captain Roy, with my Old Man's monstrous physique, he'd be lucky to last a month." Jinbe nodded in agreement. "That's why Captain Roy proposed sending 'medicine' every month as a trade."

The crowd's initial enthusiasm quickly cooled down, but they remained quite rational. "That's normal. If it were a one-time solution, I wouldn't believe it."

"What kind of deal is that kid referring to?"

Jinbe a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "What Captain Roy wants is... Fish-Man Island!"

The surrounding crowd stared wide-eyed. To demand territory from a pirate crew was practically a provocation. If it weren't for Roy's act of bringing the "medicine," they would have thought it was a signal to start a war.

"Kurarara, you're the only one who can relay this kind of message? When did that brat become such a big shot?" Whitebeard said in an unfriendly tone.

"Old Man, I have Captain Roy's Den Den Mushi here. Should I... dial it now?" Jinbe asked hesitantly as he took out the Den Den Mushi.

"Let's break through." Whitebeard sipped his wine with gusto. "Let me see what kind of brat can defeat Kaido."

Brubrubru, brubrubru.

The crisp sound of bells echoed across the sea, causing many newcomers on the Whitebeard Pirates' ship to gasp for breath. This was a conversation between Four Emperors- level figures, and also a dialogue between the old and New Era!

"It's Jinbe." A steady, powerful voice came through the microphone. "Looks like you've already joined Whitebeard's crew."

"Yes, Captain Roy, Old Man wants to talk to you about the deal."

"I see. Please wait a moment..."

After the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking, there was no sound. Whitebeard's face turned somewhat dark, and the crew members looked at each other in confusion. What was going on? Were they standing their captain up in person?

Just as Whitebeard's anger was about to explode, Roy's voice finally appeared again.

"Okay, the video call is almost done."

"Video call?" Everyone was completely bewildered, unable to understand the meaning behind Roy's words. Just then, the eyes of the Den Den Mushi in Jinbe suddenly emitted beams of light, projecting into the void, startling Jinbe that he almost dropped the Den Den Mushi to the ground.

The light projected into the void flickered and shimmered. After a brief, blurry tremor, a young man in a black trench coat appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Is this Nightmare Roy? He's just as young as the newspapers said!" Marco's perpetually deadpan eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion.

"This kind of method is truly unheard of!" Jozu looked at the phantom with curiosity, almost unable to resist poking it to try it out.

"What terrifying eyes! They're like a sword piercing the sky, their sharpness undeniable. Even the man known as Hawkeye is no match for them." Flower Sword Vista, the Great Sword Master, felt this most deeply. "The only outcome for me against him is death. There's no other possibility."

"Nightmare Brat, I heard you want to take Fish-Man Island from me," Whitebeard said bluntly.

"It's a deal," Roy shrugged in the video. "Of course, you can interpret it that way too."

"I will not hand over Fish-Man Island to you. Let's change the terms." Whitebeard waved his hand and refused without even thinking.

"What if... I really want to?" Roy's eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two suddenly become tense, Jinbe felt anxious, but he didn't dare to interfere in their conversation.

"You snotty brat, you think you can boss me around? You're a hundred years too early!"

"This era is no longer yours to rule, Whitebeard."

"Kurararara, it's been so many years since anyone dared to speak to me like that!" Whitebeard laughed loudly, his aura growing increasingly terrifying, causing the surrounding space to tremble and ripple. "I just don't know if you have the strength to match your courage."

"Strength isn't shown through words, it's demonstrated through battle." Facing Whitebeard, Roy showed no fear, retorting sharply, "Whitebeard, are you so old that all you can do is spout empty words?"

"Kurarara, didn't you want Fish-Man Island? Fine, if you dare, come aboard my ship, and I'll definitely prepare a grand feast for you!" the Whitebeard man said with a mischievous smile.

"Haha, since you've invited me so sincerely, I certainly won't refuse. Whitebeard, remember to prepare plenty of food and wine!"

The light and shadow in the air flickered and faded, eventually vanishing like bubbles.

"Old Man, Nightmare is no ordinary guy," Marco said, sounding somewhat grave.

In Marco's opinion, defeating Kaido was no big deal; his Old Man could do it easily too. But Roy always seemed unfathomable, and no one knew his bottom line. Even the Whitebeard Pirates would find it incredibly difficult to deal with someone like him.

Moreover, Roy still possessed that miraculous 'medicine,' and he didn't want to see his Old Man return to his hospital bed.

"Kurarara, I thought Nightmare Brat would threaten me with that 'potion,' but I underestimated his spirit." Whitebeard laughed loudly, "Don't worry, I have no intention of fighting him. I just want to see what's so great about the era that Roger started with his life."

"I hope so," Marco said weakly. These two were both strong and domineering figures; it would be strange if they didn't fight when they got together.

The Wano Country, the Flower Capital.

"Lord Roy, I have compiled all the sword-wielding traditions of the Sword Saint level in Wano Country." Looking at the puppet-like Kurozumi Orochi behind Roy, Himura Yukishiro showed a look of awe. The twenty years of strife and chaos in Wano Country had ended in the hands of this man, as if it were a dream.

"Very good, then what about the armed forces of Wano Country?" Roy nodded slightly and continued to ask.

"Aside from a small number of stubborn resistance forces being wiped out, the other daimyo and dojos across the country have all chosen to submit." Himura Yukishiro paused. "In fact, after witnessing that battle, anyone with a bit of knowledge chose to come to us on their own initiative, so I didn't have to spend too much effort."

"Well then, I'll leave Wano Country to you for now." Roy decisively took over as the manager.

"Huh? Me?" Himura Yukishiro pointed at herself, looking completely bewildered.

"Don't worry, I will entrust you with the command of the Three Great Sword Saints of Wano Country."

"Captain, I have brought all the fleets that were left behind at the Sky Island base," Robin said, appearing at the opportune moment.

"Very good, take them and get ready to go," Roy said decisively.

Before Himura Yukishiro could react, she saw Roy walk out and hurriedly asked, "Lord Roy, where are you going?"

"Destroy the nation!"