Paramount War VIII

"Gurarararara..."

Whitebeard burst into laughter after hearing that. After a while, he said in a low voice, "So you've already decided that we'll lose."

Ryan looked up at Whitebeard, somewhat surprised.

He had thought Whitebeard might get angry after hearing him, or simply dismiss his words entirely. But Whitebeard's near acceptance of them caught him off guard.

Whitebeard noticed Ryan's gaze but did not care. He said openly, "No one can remain undefeated forever. Even if people call me the strongest man in the world, in the end, I'm just a sickly old man covered in ailments."

"But!"

Whitebeard's bearing abruptly changed. His hand tightened around his bisento, and his gaze at the execution platform suddenly became razor-sharp.

"As long as I still draw breath, I will never stand by and watch those who harmed my family!"

After looking at Ace for a while, Whitebeard lowered his head and smiled. "Brat Ryan, do you want to be my son?"

Ryan, who had been feeling rather moved, immediately twitched.

He had never imagined Whitebeard would say that famous line to him.

He turned and offered Whitebeard a very sincere piece of advice.

"For now, I have no intention of recognizing anyone as my father."

"And don't ever say that again. It's only because my subordinates aren't here. Otherwise, you'd definitely have been hacked to death by now."

Ryan's expression was serious.

He considered himself fairly broad-minded, and thanks to the influence of the anime from his previous life, he did not take Whitebeard's words to heart.

But if Albedo, Demiurge, and the other Guardians heard it, there would be no outcome but a fight to the death. Even if he suppressed them on the spot, those people who regarded him as greater than the heavens would absolutely use underhanded methods to