Landing in Wano Country

Wano Country.

The snowstorm showed no sign of stopping, and news spread in secret.

In Kurozumi Orochi's territory, inside a lavish but cold mansion.

The lamps burned bright, and the scent of wine filled the air.

Kyoshiro, who had escaped death by going undercover as a spy, held a cup of wine, his expression composed.

To outsiders, he was still the carefree guardian of the pleasure district.

But when he heard the words "Azure Dragon," his fingers paused for the briefest instant.

The wine rippled gently without spilling.

He lowered his head and eyes, a flash of coldness passing through his gaze.

"...Rock."

He murmured the name so quietly it was barely audible.

Deep in the mountains of Wano Country, the snowstorm was fiercer.

Wind and light slipped through the gaps in a dilapidated old house.

In a corner, an old man huddled in tattered clothes.

Sukiyaki, once the shogun of Wano Country, was now barely clinging to life.

When he heard the news, his body gave a faint jolt, like a long-dried piece of wood suddenly put under strain.

His hand trembled slightly.

His son's death, the sight of that blow, surfaced again.

He dared not speak, dared not ask, dared not even hate.

All he could do was live, like a shadow.

"Azure Dragon..."

His voice was hoarse.

At that moment, his long-dormant heart stirred.

Yet the man at the center of it all had none of their complicated feelings.

On a New World sea route, aboard a warship.

The sea wind howled, and waves churned.

Rock stood at the bow, his cape snapping in the wind. His thoughts were not on Wano Country.

As far as he was concerned...

Kaido?

With Borsalino and Kuzan working together, even if they couldn't overwhelm Kaido outright, they could easily