Mary Geoise, Room of Authority.
The massive doors were tightly shut, and the Five Elders sat in their respective seats.
At the center of the table, the highest-level encrypted intelligence just transmitted from the New World had already been opened.
[Cipher Pol highest-level battle damage report.] [Target displayed an unknown Devil Fruit Awakening.]
There was only a short clip. The communications officer stood nearby and cautiously enlarged the image.
The next second, white appeared at the center of the screen.
White hair, curled eyebrows, and white ribbons drifting around his shoulders and neck.
And the young man standing amid the flying rubble, throwing back his head in laughter.
The image froze. The entire Room of Authority suddenly fell silent, even the fingers that had been tapping on the table coming to a stop.
Nusjuro stared at the image for a long time.
"At last..."
"It awakened after all."
The communications officer froze.
What did that mean?
Awakening?
Did the Five Elders know what kind of power this was?
A string of questions instantly surfaced in his mind, yet he did not even dare raise his head.
Mars's gaze never left the screen.
"For eight hundred years."
"The World Government has crossed countless eras, always trying to seize that fruit."
"But every time... it vanished at the most crucial moment."
Saint Saturn spoke in a grave voice.
"It disappeared during transport and was stolen while in storage."
"Even after we found a new ability user, we would always lose their trail for one reason or another."
Warcury looked at the white-haired young man in the image.
"For eight hundred years, it has been as though it has been avoiding us."
As his words fell, the room fell silent once more.
It sounded absurd. How could a fruit possibly avoid