The New World, ten thousand meters above the ground!
Mountains and flowing rivers, pavilions in the sky—the Flying Pirates' headquarters.
"Buru! Buru!"
An urgent Den Den Mushi rang through a building.
A voluptuous woman with flawless makeup, long wavy red-and-green hair cascading down her back, and a pink spider tattoo on her smooth, fair collarbone—at least a 37D—put down the documents she was working on and answered the Den Den Mushi.
"This is Black Widow Eliza."
Her slightly languid voice slipped from her scarlet lips.
"Lady Eliza, we've been caught by Sengoku on Post Island—"
A panicked voice came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi, but the call cut off before the speaker could finish.
As the Den Den Mushi fell silent, Black Widow's relaxed expression gradually turned grave.
She rose from her chair, left her office, and crossed a corridor with the Den Den Mushi in hand. At last, she arrived at a swimming pool behind the building.
Black Widow Eliza, captain of the Flying Pirates' Eighth Fleet, was a Zoan-type Spider-Spider Fruit user with a bounty of 1.362 billion. She was the primary person in charge of the Flying Pirates' intelligence network.
Her exquisite makeup made her stunningly beautiful.
But those who knew her well understood that beneath that perfect makeup was an exceptionally ugly face. That was Black Widow's absolute taboo.
"Captain, Annie and the others are in trouble."
Black Widow walked straight into the pool area and stopped beneath a parasol. Golden Lion, wearing only a pair of shorts, lay on a lounge chair, enjoying the afternoon sun. His breathing was even, a sleep bubble swelling at the tip of his nose. He seemed to be fast asleep.
His golden mane, like a lion's, spilled onto the ground. Anyone who didn't know better