"Sokachio Aleus... another arrogant, unruly madman!"
"Anyone with such power would naturally have little fear of others. It's hardly surprising."
"There's no record of Prince Aleus's ability in the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia. It's a Mythical Zoan that's never been documented before."
"Then add it to the encyclopedia. The question now is what to do about Prince Aleus."
"Let him do as he pleases. It won't hurt if the New World gets a little more chaotic."
"Then, regarding the Shichibukai..."
The conversation came to an abrupt halt. The battle in the sky outside had already ended. The pawn chosen from CP0 to test Aleus had tried to trade injury for a chance to take his life, only for Aleus to end the fight early and track them down.
The glass doors leading to the terrace stood wide open.
The sound of beating wings came from outside.
Holding his spoils—a man riddled with holes like a pincushion—Aleus slowly descended onto the terrace.
"Um... how did that go again? 'Nice to meet you, I hope we get along'? ...Well, something like that. Anyway, I'm Sokachio Aleus. Um... elders? No, that's not right. Heads of state? Hmm, that doesn't feel right either..."
Standing on the terrace, Aleus offered an awkward greeting.
He had no idea what to call the Five Elders.
The Five Elders were the highest authority of the World Government, an organization made up of five people. They weren't individual positions like fleet admiral or captain, nor military ranks like colonel or lieutenant colonel. And their title couldn't simply be equated with a nickname or epithet.
What made it worse was that few people within the World Government even knew the Five Elders' names. Aleus's grandfather certainly didn't, so Aleus had no way of learning their real names.
It really was a