Foodvalten Island, The Big Barrel Bar.
"On behalf of Umbrella Corporation, I've come to... settle things with you!?"
At those words, Whitebeard's gaze gradually sharpened. He stared at Sephiroth before him, his face filled with displeasure.
"First, get one thing straight!
Back then, Umbrella Corporation came begging to me. Only then did I generously lend you my flag and offer you protection..."
Sephiroth gave a slight nod.
"Yes, we've been indebted to your care all these years.
To express our gratitude, the company..."
Ten years ago, Umbrella Corporation had managed to establish itself in the chaotic New World largely thanks to the deterrent power of the Whitebeard Pirates.
Even though the company gave the Whitebeard Pirates ten billion Belly and ten billion Belly worth of arms every year, it still made a substantial profit...
If the World Government had not specifically enacted a law targeting Umbrella Corporation, Sephiroth would have preferred to continue cooperating with Whitebeard like this.
But...
Circumstances forced Sephiroth to make the choice most beneficial to the company.
Whoosh!
Before Sephiroth could finish, Whitebeard directly grabbed a barrel from the round table and hurled it at his head.
Everyone saw Sephiroth's figure blur, and the barrel passed straight through his head before smashing onto the bar floor with a bang!, shattering into a pile of splintered wood.
Just then, Sephiroth had moved at a speed too fast for ordinary people to see, leaving an afterimage in place as he narrowly dodged the barrel before returning to his original position.
That was why the barrel appeared to have passed through his head.
"Brat, you aren't qualified to negotiate with me...
If Umbrella Corporation wants to talk, have your boss, Gild Tesoro, come talk to me himself," Whitebeard said in an unfriendly tone.
"I have full authority over this