New World, an unknown sea region, within Hachinosu Island.
As the former lair of Rocks, the once-overlord of the seas, after the Battle of God Valley—
With Rocks killed by Garp and Gol D. Roger working together, the once-glorious Rocks Pirates had completely fallen apart.
During the subsequent division of assets, Whitebeard, hailed as the strongest man on the seas, became the master of Hachinosu Island.
The enormous Moby Dick was docked along the shore.
A tower-like figure stood on the deck at the bow, looking down at the two people fighting below.
"Pops, something major has happened. Do we need to tell Ace?" Carrying a Transponder Snail, Marco hurried out of the cabin.
The commanders scattered around the deck, drinking and sleeping, all reacted and looked at Marco in surprise.
As the First Division Commander and the strongest person aboard second only to Whitebeard, they rarely saw Marco looking this anxious.
"Marco, what happened that you can't tell me?" Ace's voice suddenly rang out.
Soon, a scorching vortex of flames erupted along the shore.
As it transformed into flames shooting into the sky, Ace burst out of it and landed on the ship's deck.
Silvers Rayleigh, who had been sparring with him, helplessly planted his iron staff in the ground. After taking a swig from his flask, he flashed onto the ship as well.
Rayleigh was somewhat helpless over Ace slacking off halfway through their training, but he also wanted to know what could make Marco, the First Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, wear such an anxious expression.
Feeling everyone's gazes upon him, Marco instinctively looked at Whitebeard.
"Say whatever it is. We're all family!" Whitebeard said, sounding slightly displeased.
In his eyes, aside from Rayleigh, everyone here was his adopted son.
If there were secrets between them,