In the half-collapsed palace.
Golden Lion leaned against the throne, propping his left cheek up with one hand as he looked down below. The three of them sat cross-legged on the floor beneath the steps.
"What the hell are you trying to do, you old mangy bastard?" Enel asked irritably.
"I've looked into it. There are only three of you on that ship, and I've never heard any rumors about a Thunder God Pirates crew."
Golden Lion didn't get angry. He simply raised his right hand, and a stack of newspapers flew into it. "You lot must be rookies who just set out to sea, right?"
"So what if we are?"
"Heh! And you came from a place like Sky Island, too. No wonder you've never heard of my name."
There was more than one Sky Island in the Pirate World. To Golden Lion, who possessed the Float-Float Fruit, the existence of Sky Islands was naturally no secret.
"Are you really famous, old man?" Enel asked, then nodded. "That must be it. Since you were able to defeat this god, you must be the strongest individual in this world, right?"
"Shihahahaha! At most, I count as the world's second strongest!" Golden Lion laughed loudly. "But that was all in the past."
"Kid, what about you? For a rookie who just set out to sea, your strength is absurdly powerful!"
"Tch! Are you mocking me?" Enel stretched lazily. "There's nothing much to say about me. Sky Island was simply too tiny. Only that boundless ocean is worthy of this god's status."
"On top of that, I happened to learn about a certain treasure from a group of pirates who had coincidentally come to Sky Island, so I boarded this god's Ark Maxim airship and left Sky Island."
"A treasure?" Golden Lion