Katakuri narrowed his eyes slightly. He had not expected this loser, whom he had believed to have been cast aside by the times, to possess such desperate resolve and courage.
"So what's your answer? Be quick and give me a reply," World said impatiently.
"Since you want the Big Mom Pirates' flag so badly, we'll lend it to you," Katakuri said in a low voice.
"Brother Katakuri..." Smoothie was slightly startled. Was it really alright to make such a decision without consulting Mama?
"Disturbing Mama over something like this is what would truly make her angry. Since when have the Big Mom Pirates ever feared the Marines or the Government?" Katakuri said coldly.
World laughed loudly. "Hahaha, good! As expected of Charlotte's most prized and outstanding creation. Your courage and sense of responsibility far surpass the others."
"World, don't celebrate too soon. What you intend to do will be far from enough with only our support. Besides, the ruler of the New World isn't chosen by others. Only absolute strength can earn everyone else's recognition."
"Don't worry, I prepared for this long ago. As for strength, there are only a few people in this world who can fight me to a draw."
"Since you have that confidence, I have nothing more to say." Katakuri spoke calmly, but inwardly he sneered.
True, there might not be many who could fight you to a draw, but there could be plenty who could defeat you.
"Haha! Come on, drink! Drink!" World shouted excitedly.
Seeing World and Katakuri emerge from their tense, hushed discussion, the surrounding pirates gradually returned to their noisy, festive mood. Charles especially seized the moment while World was in high spirits and stepped forward to greet him.
"Lord World."
World turned to look at him. After thinking for a moment,