Blackbeard: What Is a Bottom Line?

Hearing Redfield's question, Blackbeard's eyes flickered.

That's right, he wanted to run away!

He had always been the kind of man who trusted only himself. Back when he was aboard Whitebeard's ship, he had known perfectly well that if he asked for the Dark Fruit, Whitebeard and his close brothers would do everything they could to help him find it.

Yet he had still chosen the most despicable method possible. The reason was simple: he was unwilling to trust anyone!

He would rather risk never obtaining the Dark Fruit for the rest of his life than place his bet on someone else.

Now, he likewise didn't want to gamble his fate on Red-Haired or Apophis.

As for what happened to Katakuri and Kaido, he didn't care in the slightest. If even a treacherous, ungrateful bastard could be called a pirate, then what was the point?

The only thing that truly made him hesitate was the Poneglyph in Katakuri and Kaido's hands.

He wasn't worried about what would happen if the balance among the Four Emperors collapsed. He had neither territory nor forces at present, so he didn't care about the Marines' attack at all. To him, as long as he could obtain the power of the Ancient Weapon and the third Devil Fruit, a temporary disadvantage meant nothing!

But if the Marines took Katakuri and Kaido's Poneglyph, it would become much harder for him to obtain the Ancient Weapon's power!

As if he had read Blackbeard's thoughts, Redfield let out a cold laugh. "What we want is the Poneglyph in those two men's hands. As for them personally, what do they have to do with us?"

Seeing Redfield's gaze drift toward the direction Kaido had come from, Blackbeard instantly understood.

That's right. Something as heavy as an Ancient Stone Tablet