The New World, aboard the Moby Dick.
The mighty ship, a symbol of the Sea Emperor Whitebeard's authority, received an unexpected guest—
The legendary Great Pirate, Golden Lion Shiki.
No one had expected that after breaking out of Impel Down, Golden Lion wouldn't rush to gather his old crew. Instead, he'd come straight to Whitebeard's territory.
Perhaps he missed the age of the Three Legendary Pirates. Or perhaps, just as he'd once tried to recruit Roger, he intended to propose an alliance with Whitebeard.
"The walls that stood in our way are gone. It seems this has become your era, Whitebeard."
Glancing at the twin swords beneath Golden Lion's feet, Whitebeard tipped his head back and took a swig of liquor.
"If you came here to shoot the breeze, I can send you to the bottom of the sea right now, Shiki."
"Zehahahahaha!" Golden Lion roared with laughter.
"It's been so many years, and you're still as arrogant as ever, Newgate. Roger's dead. Let's join forces and conquer the world!"
Across the entire sea, only two people had ever earned Golden Lion's respect: Roger and Whitebeard.
Garp and Sengoku didn't count—there were too many of them ganging up on one man.
Now that Roger was dead, Whitebeard was unquestionably the best partner left.
With the combined strength of the Flying Pirates' old crew and the Whitebeard Pirates, who on these seas would dare defy them?
Whitebeard put down his bottle.
"Roger may be dead, but someone has inherited his will. Shiki, I have no interest in joining your game of world conquest."
Conquer the world?
Rocks... That man couldn't even accomplish it back then. How could Golden Lion possibly do it?
It wasn't that Whitebeard thought little of Golden Lion.
It was just that ever since a ship's wheel had