Pirate Crew (Patron: Addicted to Gaining Weight) 1/10

The Grand Line, with its surging waves, the once calm seas began to churn.

Shouts of "Kill the enemy!" filled the air, along with the sounds of artillery fire and various commands.

"Fire Tank Pirates, you can't escape."

A massive warship, its cannons blazing, was firing at the pirate crew in the distance under the command of countless marines.

"Hmph, Chaton, you've been chasing me for half a year. If you've got the guts, don't run this time. I'll kill you to avenge the Queen."

On the pirate ship, many pirates stood. Bege, wearing a coat and smoking a cigar, stared at Marine Vice Admiral Chaton across from him with a sinister expression.

"Oh! Oh! Why don't you call your master out?"

Standing at the bow of the ship, Chaton, wearing Vice Admiral's coat, looked rather sinister with his short stature and sly smile.

"You're just a lapdog, always following others around like a puppy. I've heard from the boss that in the Navy, you don't even dare to raise your voice in front of my boss, you piece of trash."

Bege cursed loudly, pointed at Chaton, spat, and looked at him with utter contempt.

"What? You dare to bring out that Dead Rabbit, and your damn God and master? Let's see if I dare to speak loudly."

With a livid face, Chaton could no longer remain calm and launched a counterattack.

"Whether you dare or not, you know in your heart. How could trash like you become Vice Admiral? As expected, the Navy is no longer what it used to be."

Bege crossed her arms and sneered.

"Capone Bege, you're going to die today!"

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Chaton gave the order, "Charge! I want all these pirates to sink to the bottom of the sea!"

"Men, today we'll start with this shifty-eyed man."

Bege was not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, the pirates on the ship immediately started shouting.

The two sides clashed instantly, and while Bege and Chaton were exchanging insults, the pirates behind Bege all wore strange expressions.

"Hey! Rumors are circulating that our boss is Sacred Pirates and is connected to Thunder God Enel and God. Is that true?"

A burly man, holding a tall Machine Gun in his right hand, nudged a strange-looking fellow with a long tongue.

These two men are Bege's right-hand men, assassin Gotti and shrewd gunman Vito, whom she has recruited in the past two years.

Besides these two, there were many ordinary pirates who were loading cannonballs and firing at the Marine warship.

"I don't know, but in the past six months or so, many Marine Vice Admiral have been arresting us and questioning Thunder God and God. If I'm not mistaken, our backers are probably really powerful."

Vito, the eccentric gunman, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Just as the two sides were exchanging fire and closing in, the sound of Den Den Mushi suddenly rang out from Bege's collar.

"Brubrubru"

"Hello! This is Capone Bege." Bege answered the Den Den Den Mushi.

"Bege, let's go home." A slightly excited voice came from inside.

"Boss?" Bege paused for a moment, then thought back, realizing it had been more than half a year since she'd heard that voice!

"Boss, what's going on? I'm currently engaged in battle with the Navy. If we just retreat like this, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?" Bege exhaled a puff of smoke.

"This is my boss's order. Wait, you've gotten too big for your britches. You can't even listen to me anymore, Bege. You've been very arrogant these past two years!"

A cold laugh, like a chilling wind, came from the Den Den Mushi, startling Bege.

"Boss, that's not what I meant. I'll be right back, right away."

Her voice immediately softened, Bege trying to appease him.

"I'll deal with you when I get back, so hurry up."

"Yes, yes!"

Bege hung up the Den Den Mushi, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. A chill ran down her spine. She was doomed. She'd gotten a little too arrogant these past two years, daring to openly contradict that Dead Rabbit. She was probably in for it.

Behind them, Gotti and Vito stared wide-eyed at Bege, who had never shown such an expression before.

"Chaton, you're lucky today. I have some business to attend to. I'll come back and kill you next time!"

Standing at the bow, Bege yelled at the Chaton opposite him, then turned to look at the orderly deck and waved his hand, "Men, we're retreating."

"Captain, are we just going to retreat like this?"

The pirate crew slowly moved away, and Gotti scratched his head.

"Haven't you two always wanted to see Thunder God? And go abroad? I'll take you there this time."

Looking at his right-hand men, Bege took a deep drag on his cigar, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"Captain, is it true?" Vito's Big Mouth.

"Nonsense." Bege rolled her eyes as she strode around like an old man.

"Oh!"

Meanwhile, in a sea area along the Grand Line, two pirate crews were also engaged in battle. Looking out from a high vantage point, one could see that the pirates of one of the crews were fearless and seemingly emotionless, continuing to fight even after having half their bodies cut off.

"Ah, a demon! It's a demon!"

One of the pirates, whose hands had been severed, was biting on the ground with his teeth, refusing to let go, his face filled with terror.

"The Germa Pirates, rumored to be a fearless pirate crew, truly live up to their reputation."

On a pirate ship, two figures passed each other. A middle-aged man stared grimly at the young man in front of him, and at the two guys watching the show on the other side.

"Niji, if you can't handle this, then I'll take your place."

On the mast, Yonji with his arms crossed, watching the two in the center of the battle.

"Hmph! He's just the Ripper with a bounty of two hundred million; you don't need to lift a finger."

"Brubrubru!" Just then, the eldest of the three Ichi, heard the sound of Den Den Mushi in his arms.

"Hello!"

"Back to China, immediately."

"Understood." After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Ichi looked up at his two younger brothers and said, "Hurry up and deal with it; that rabbit wants us back in the country immediately."

"What happened?"

"Have no idea!"

"Just get this over with quickly!"

Meanwhile, in the New World, in an unnamed sea, a giant ship resembling an island greets the setting sun, its lights twinkling.

"Granesr," translated as the world's largest entertainment city, is an independent nation recognized by the World Government. Its country size is equivalent to a small island, but it is actually a massive ship.

The owner of this ship, known as the "Gild Tesoro," is a Devil Fruit User, named Gild Tesoro.

He is the king of casinos, reigning supreme in the casinos.

Even at certain times, the ability to mobilize the power of the World Government requires money, or "gold."

According to some estimates, it is highly likely that Gild Tesoro possesses 20% of the world's Beli. It is precisely because of this terrifying wealth that he was able to manipulate the Celestial Dragons and even mobilize the power of the World Government.

He himself is a powerful expert, and on this ship called "Gran Tesoro," he is the king, the king who controls everything.

Furthermore, this ship, known as the world's largest entertainment city, boasts everything in the world's entertainment industry: casinos, arenas, auction houses, hotels—everything imaginable.

The lights were dazzling, the music was blaring, and the entire ship was bustling with activity; one can imagine how lively it was.

Thank you, thank you so much, Alliance Leader (Addicted to Gaining Weight) for the generous donation. Enough with the chit-chat, I'm already preparing to skip work. Here comes ten chapters!