Whitebeard Jr. and Miss Bakkin

The Grand Line, the New World.

A small town on an island is suffering apocalyptic destruction.

A terrifying, slashing rainbow streaked across the ground, cutting through the road and creating deep ravines that stretched into the distance, as if to shred the entire island into pieces.

Faced with this overwhelming force, the One Piece gathered on the island fled in panic, utterly powerless to resist.

But even if they wanted to escape, it was all in vain.

The shattered earth and the aftershocks of the blade's power were enough to sweep across an astonishing area, causing widespread devastation among the people.

A ferocious beast with an exaggerated physique walked through the swirling dust and smog, wielding a long-handled knife... accompanied by a sharp, piercing voice giving orders, as it continuously slashed in all directions.

The two figures were one large and one small. The smaller one seemed to be less than the taller one's knees, but its voice was imperious and extremely arrogant.

On the contrary, the big guy with the knife sounded dumb and a bit dazed.

"Mom, I'm so hungry!"

After unleashing a series of slashes, the tall figure suddenly stopped, lowered his weapon, and spoke woodenly.

He even reached out and scratched the back of his head.

"All you do is eat... Kill everyone on this island first!"

The smaller woman beside him seemed a little angry, jumping up and down and kicking her son with her high heels.

At this moment, the smoke and dust dissipated.

The two of them were exposed to the sunlight.

He was obese and extremely burly, especially his upper body... his lower limbs were relatively thin and long, somewhat disproportionate. He had thick, long blond hair, which was tied in a braid. His facial expression was silli, his eyes were dull, and he had snot hanging from his nose, but what was most striking about him was that he had a crescent-shaped beard like Whitebeard Edward Newgate's, and several long stitched scars on his body.

Edward Weevil, the Whitebeard Jr. Edward Weevil.

Standing at his feet, furious, was Edward Weevil's mother, Miss Bakkin, whose real name was Buckingham Stussy, a former member of the Rocks Pirates.

A heavily made-up, blonde old lady, wearing a leopard-print coat, leaned on a cane.

"Do you know how hard your mother works to support you? You need to work harder too... Don't just think about food all the time! Your father, Whitebeard, is dead... Now the New World is full of guys fighting over your father's 'inheritance.' Those despicable bastards... All that stuff belongs to us, mother and son. With that money, we won't have to work so hard."

"Get this done quickly... Once it's done, we'll head to our next destination and wipe out all these damned 'bandits.' You need to prove your lineage as Whitebeard, that you are the rightful heir, understand?"

"Oh..."

"I know, Mom. Don't be angry. I was wrong."

Despite being able to unleash terrifying power with a casual slash, Edward Weevil slightly shrank back in fear when faced with his mother's indifferent kicks and punches, and instead comforted his mother.

Miss Bakkin was sweating profusely and panting heavily after only a few kicks.

After seeing that Edward Weevil had admitted her mistake, she stopped and rested for a while.

Then he raised his old face, covered in sunglasses and wrinkled like tree bark, and let out a sneer, very proudly, "Good boy, you must be like your father and dominate this sea, so that they all know... the name Whitebeard has not disappeared."

"You are the perfect creation of me, Miss Bakkin, and Edward Newgate ... Your mother has worked so hard for you, shouldn't you repay your mother in a good way?"

"Yes."

Edward Weevil, clutching the long-handled knife, bit his finger and sniffled. It took him almost ten seconds to understand the meaning of the sentence, and he responded blankly.

The mother and son then continued their journey, slaughtering everyone they encountered, regardless of their identity or whether they were One Piece.

The town on this island was itself a One Piece territory.

But they also lived as ordinary people, dependent on One Piece and living under the roof of others.

Half an hour later, the entire island was devastated, and there were no survivors.

Miss Bakkin ordered Edward Weevil to begin searching the territory for all valuables and funds.

A moment later, in an open space, Miss Bakkin looked at the 'mountain' of treasure before her, took off her sunglasses, her eyes gleamed, and her face beamed with joy.

I wish I could throw myself onto it.

"Hurry up and pack all these things up and take them with you, don't leave anything behind... Don't worry, Mom will treat you to a delicious meal later."

After basking in the joy of his achievement for a while, Miss Bakkin urged him on, and his attitude towards Edward Weevil was no longer as bad as it had been at the beginning.

Edward Weevil packed all the treasure into a huge, sturdy cloth bag and carried it on his back.

Looking at it, the bag full of items resembled a small mountain, and its weight was considerable.

But for Edward Weevil, it seemed to have little impact, and he was still able to move freely.

Then, the mother and son prepared to leave by boat.

Actually, Miss Bakkin didn't have a specific destination in mind for her next trip, but that didn't stop her from taking Edward Weevil with her. Wherever they went, her precious son was there, so it wouldn't be a problem. In each new territory, they could use force to plunder a large sum of money; it was a win-win situation.

But it is true that he used the pretext of avenging Whitebeard to seize the 'legacy' left by Whitebeard.

Of course, the pointless talk of avenging Whitebeard was just a pretext to deceive Edward Weevil; her only goal was money! The mother and son drifted at sea in a makeshift small boat. Although the New World was harsh, Miss Bakkin was a seasoned One Piece, and Edward Weevil could handle most dangerous situations. Whenever they encountered another ship at sea, they could simply take it over—merchant ships, cargo ships, or One Piece ships—they just hitched a ride...that's how they got by all the way.

The latter half of the Grand Line has just as many ships as the more stable first half.

A little while later, as the two walked along a dirt road toward the riverbank.

Suddenly, Edward Weevil took a large step and blocked Miss Bakkin's path.

The old woman, bewildered, flew into a rage again, swinging her cane and striking her son while yelling, "What are you doing? You damned idiot... are you trying to kill me?"

"No... Mom... there... is... someone..."

Edward Weevil immediately waved his hand in a panic to explain, while pointing to a figure walking towards him from across the street.

Miss Bakkin's face peeked out from behind Edward Weevil's calf, glancing at the mysterious man who had suddenly appeared.

She was certain that everyone on the island was dead.

In other words, this person is an outsider.

"Um?"

However, as the distance closed and she saw the other person's face clearly, Miss Bakkin immediately became serious.

"Hello, Miss Bakkin Jin, nice to meet you... I don't need to introduce myself, do I?"

The man stopped a few meters in front of the mother and child, tilted his head slightly to reveal a smiling face under the brim of his hat, and said softly, "And... Edward Weevil, it's nice to meet you."

"Mom... who is he? Do you know him?"

Edward Weevil had already gripped the long-handled sword in his hand, assuming a fighting stance.

Seeing the man's warm and friendly tone, she couldn't help but look down at her mother.

"The leader of the Hell Pirates, God Slayer."

Miss Bakkin slammed her cane into the ground with both hands and said, word by word, "This is quite a terrifying fellow... My son, you'd better watch out!" After saying that, she changed the subject and said with great pride, "However, Mom believes in you... You won't lose to anyone."

As the voice faded, Edward Weevil, carrying a heavy load, found the ground beneath his feet blasted into a deep crater, and his entire being unleashed a powerful aura.

The long sword pointed directly at Long.

Seeing this, Long immediately shook his hand and said kindly, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not here to fight."

"Oh?"

Miss Bakkin was somewhat surprised.

"During the Summit War, Whitebeard was ultimately killed by Marshall D. Teach's men... and even now, I haven't set foot in Whitebeard's territory. So, in a sense, you and I aren't enemies, and we have no conflict of interest, right?"

He squinted and stared at Miss Bakkin.

"Oh my... That's wonderful, my son! You really do have the same powerful bloodline as your father. I'm so proud... Even the God Slayer is afraid of you..." But the old lady seemed to have misunderstood Oboro's statement. She raised her hand and slapped Edward Weevil's leg wildly, letting out a triumphant laugh.

Although Edward Weevil was completely confused by the praise, he smiled sheepishly at his mother's happiness.

"You're worth over five billion... If we killed you and handed you over to the World Government..."

Miss Bakkin looked at Long with ill intent.

There's no way around it, she's too greedy... Over 5 billion, if she really made that much, why would she still be thinking about Whitebeard's inheritance?

His eyes were calm.

The circumstances surrounding his first meeting with Miss Bakkin were not unexpected.

Just as he thought, this woman... was an idiot.