The Ones Who Probably Couldn't Hold Out

Vast and boundless.

Waves rolled and surged.

Beneath a cloudless sky, a pirate ship made of three enormous logs sailed purposefully, a pirate flag flying high above it.

If another pirate crew saw that flag, they would flee at once and take a detour.

Because this was the ship of one of the Four Emperors, the Blackbeard Pirates.

"Captain, do you think this news is true?"

The logs were full of surprises, both inside and out.

At that moment, the Blackbeard Pirates' main members were all gathered together. Holding the latest newspaper, Dibby looked doubtfully toward Blackbeard at the head of the table.

The news had come so suddenly that they didn't know how to respond.

"I think it's fake. How could those bastards from the Red-Haired Pirates have been wiped out so easily, without a single survivor?"

The Tyrant King scoffed.

He didn't believe the report that the Red-Haired Pirates had been completely wiped out.

They had dealt with them before, so they knew just how troublesome those bastards were.

"Not necessarily. After all, their opponent was the Richest Group."

Lafitte furrowed his brow. Even though that man was already dead, the shadow he'd left in Lafitte's heart still hadn't faded.

He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

"The Thunder God, the Tsar, the Sun King—all the top officers were deployed. Add to that the weapons the Golden Emperor used during the war that wiped out the Navy, and they might've been able to annihilate the Red-Haired Pirates."

Shiryu, a cigarette dangling from his lips, thought the news might be true.

After all, the Richest Group's devastating weapons had enough power to intimidate and destroy.

They were heading to Gold City to get the three Road Poneglyphs, but the city itself was also a target. They wanted