Time flew by, and another month passed.
The sea remained as vast and turbulent as ever.
Something new happened every day. The Richest Group's key players were still making waves across the sea, and there was always news about one of them.
There was still no word from the Roger Pirates. Many forces were searching for them, but all their efforts had come to nothing.
Chaos had spent the entire month on Sky Island. Gold City had been successfully shaped, and with Stussy, Betty, and Baccarat on the job, the plans for its many districts were gradually taking shape.
The help of Sky Island's residents had been indispensable.
Everything was moving in the right direction.
After leaving everything to Stussy and the other two, Chaos had spent his time in seclusion, training.
But today, Baccarat brought news that interrupted his deep focus.
In the past, Stussy would have come in person. But ever since Baccarat had taken on more work, she had been handling many of these matters herself.
At first, Baccarat hadn't been used to the job, but after a month, she had adapted. Now she carried herself with the air of a career woman at all times.
She wore a white blouse, a pencil skirt, rimmed glasses, and high heels. Her black hair was tied up, and her stern expression made it clear she didn't welcome strangers. Sharp and polished, she was the picture of a corporate professional.
The past month hadn't been easy for her.
Besides work, she had to set aside most of her time for training.
"Boss, a civil war is breaking out in Wano Country. The woman you're keeping an eye on has run into trouble."
Baccarat stood before a mountain of gold. Adjusting her glasses, she reported to the smooth, gleaming golden wall.