The news that Rocks's son-Marshall D. Teach-had been arrested swept across the seas like a storm, only to die down almost immediately.
In a tavern, bounty hunters raised their mugs and roared with laughter. "Rocks? Who's that?"
"Some big-time pirate from before Roger's day, I think?" someone answered uncertainly.
"Tch, just another loser Roger beat." A drunk waved dismissively. "Forget that. Isn't the clash between Red-Hair and Whitebeard worth more attention?"
Even in the newspapers delivered by the News Coos, the report of Teach's arrest was squeezed into a corner. The headline blared, "Emperors Red-Hair and Whitebeard Clash."
Marine Headquarters, the Fleet Admiral's Office.
Sengoku put down his newspaper and shook his head with a wry smile. "I knew this was how people would react."
Staff Officer Tsuru leisurely brewed some tea. "It was thirty-six years ago, after all. People only remember the winners' names."
Sengoku stroked his goatee. "You know, I was worried Big Mom and Whitebeard might make a move. It looks like they really have cut their ties with the Rocks Pirates."
Tsuru lifted her teacup, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Since when was there any real affection between pirates?"
Holy Land Mary Geoise, the Hall of Power.
The Warrior God of the Environment frowned slightly. "Didn't Chiaki Setsuna say he would hand Rocks's descendant over to us? Why did he turn around and give him to the Marines? And now they're going to execute him publicly?"
The Warrior God of Finance toyed with the First Generation Kitetsu, its blade reflecting his knowing smile. "That brat is trying to curry favor with the other Celestial Dragons. He must have heard somewhere about the chaos Rocks caused at God Valley."
"Rocks put quite a few of the youngsters in danger back then. Even now, many of our juniors hate