It had to be said, Whitey Bay Jr., this guy who claimed to be Whitebeard's son, looked especially ridiculous.
Teacher Kaido had short legs too, but he had been a long-legged, burly man in his younger days. Whitey Bay Jr., who was only in his twenties, had two legs like bamboo poles, completely at odds with his massive upper body.
Paired with that perpetually vacant expression, it was hard not to take him for an idiot. He looked just like one of those minor villains in stories whom the protagonists casually disposed of.
But Bright knew very well that anyone who took this guy for an idiot was the real idiot.
Zephyr's current state was proof enough.
In the original story, Kizaru's assessment of this dumb-looking fellow had been that he possessed the strength Whitebeard had in his youth!
Kizaru had not been joking.
To force Black Arm Zephyr into this state, this guy had to possess strength extremely close to that of a Marine Headquarters admiral at the very least, and he was only twenty-six this year.
This man, Edward Weevil, was a true monster.
Although Bright wore a smile, he did not relax in the slightest.
When facing a powerhouse like Whitey Bay Jr., no amount of vigilance was excessive.
"Hey, Bright, are we really going to fight this guy?"
Tesoro asked quietly.
Was this a joke?
Why did they have to do something so inexplicable?
Black Arm Zephyr's reputation had long resounded throughout the world. This dumb-looking guy had fought a monster like him and even seriously injured him. He was definitely no ordinary opponent!
Although Tesoro had no idea why he was not more famous.
Tesoro thought there was something wrong with Bright's head.
Even if the Five Elders had sent an urgent order for him