Do you all want to dance too!

"I believe in Vice Captain Houka and Newgate too!"

Bolo Gram remained equally unflustered as he continued battling Marcus Peitigong. He believed his comrades would definitely make it in time.

"What laughable faith!"

Marcus Peitigong looked disdainfully at the pineapple-headed man as she waited for Copper Skin Admiral Segan, Iron Hand Admiral Hand, and a large number of Marine vice admirals to arrive.

She wanted to see just how stubborn this guy's mouth could remain!

"Roger! Are we retreating or not?!"

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Rayleigh's forehead. The arrival of the massive Marine fleet would wipe them out completely.

They simply could not hold back those Marine officers!

"Ahahaha! Give it everything you've got!"

"I believe the Goddess of Fate will stand by our side!"

Roger burst into laughter. He had not sensed the mortal danger he had felt in the past at all.

He believed that Houka would definitely arrive in time!

That was the instinctive judgment of his sixth sense!

"..."

"Nothing else for it! Then I'll indulge your recklessness one more time!"

Hearing Roger's decision, Rayleigh immediately cast aside his worries and threw himself wholeheartedly into battle against Saint Nusjuro.

"Hehe! Trust Roger's judgment!"

"I can feel that the bond between Ripley and me hasn't been severed yet. I'll definitely make it back to Elbaf alive."

Gaban laughed wildly, the Conqueror's Haki around him growing ever stronger.

In the face of such a perilous life-or-death crisis, his latent talent had instead been pushed to its limits.

Seeing signs that Gaban, the ship's third-in-command, was about to grasp Conqueror's Haki Infusion, Rayleigh immediately entered an evolution born of the bond between the second- and third-in-command.

He would not let that arrogant bastard Gaban surpass him.

He was the ship's vice captain!

The eternal second-in-command!