New World.
The sea stretched endlessly.
Between the rolling waves, sunlight shattered into vast patches of shimmering light.
The White Tiger Ship cleaved through the waves. The white tiger statue at its prow held its head high, fangs bared, its eyes gleaming with an icy sheen beneath the sun.
From afar, it looked like a white beast patrolling its hunting grounds across the sea.
On deck, the members of the White Tiger Adventure Group were as boisterous as ever.
Some hugged wine barrels and snored away, while others crowded around a chart, arguing until their faces were red.
"I told you, this route is the shortest!"
"Bullshit! That route is full of reefs! Did you forget how we almost smashed through the lower hull last time?!"
"That was because the helmsman sucked!"
"Say that again?!"
The racket mingled with the sea breeze, becoming the White Tiger Ship's most familiar daily routine.
At the bow.
Enel stood there quietly, his long ears swaying gently in the wind.
He was not fooling around with the crew as usual. He merely crossed his arms and stared beyond the surging waves ahead.
At that moment.
Ze Yi approached from behind, a wanted poster pinched between his fingers.
"Flap, flap—"
The paper snapped loudly in the sea breeze.
A vicious, ferocious face was printed on the wanted poster.
The man wore a bat-shaped hat. His face was thick with flesh, and his eyes were venomous.
Just looking at that face brought an unpleasant aura of brutality.
Ze Yi walked up beside Enel and unfolded the wanted poster.
"Found him."
Enel did not turn around. He merely asked flatly,
"Where?"
Ze Yi glanced at the intelligence note beneath the wanted poster, his voice lowering.
"Southwest."
"There's a small island in the nearby waters. Several merchant ships