Bright looked at Fire Fist Ace. The boy was only seventeen this year, and obvious immaturity still lingered on his face.
But at this moment, his face also bore obvious determination and fearless courage.
He knew he had done something foolish, so now he wanted to make up for it with everything he had. Even if it cost him his life, he hoped his companions could be saved.
Besides that, there was another reason for his fighting spirit to burn so fiercely: he truly wanted to fight Bright. Bright could clearly hear that from Ace's heart.
Perhaps because Bright was called a man capable of rivaling Whitebeard, and Whitebeard had once stood shoulder to shoulder with Roger, then by that logic, Bright was a man on Roger's level as well.
And Ace, who had hated his biological father since childhood, had always held surpassing Roger as his greatest goal. That was why, in the original story, he had wanted to defeat Kaido and challenge Whitebeard. Naturally, he would challenge Bright now as well.
Hearing Bright agree to his challenge, obvious delight appeared on Ace's face. As though afraid Bright would regret it, he hurriedly said, "Then it's settled!"
"Ace..."
Deuce gritted his teeth.
As a companion who had sailed with him for so long, he naturally knew what his captain wanted to do now.
Ace turned back and winked at his companions.
He said nothing, but he had already made everything clear.
I said I would get you all out of here safe and sound, and I'll keep that promise.
I'll defeat this guy even if it kills me!
Ace clenched his fists and assumed a fighting stance. Flames were already rising from his body.
"Wait,"
But Bright waved a hand at this moment. "Since we're finally here to pass