Boom! Boom!
Cannon fire rolled across North Yak Island without pause, mingling with the clash of battle, the screams of men driven mad, and the despairing cries of the wounded.
"Urgh..."
Baccarat retched again and again.
"Werther, looks like you're going to have a son or daughter. Is she pregnant?"
Jin Hu wore a wicked grin as he kept slapping Werther on the shoulder.
After spending some time with him, Jin Hu had discovered that the Thunder Swordsman was not as unapproachable as the stories claimed. He was just a little cruel in battle.
Werther pushed Jin Hu away with a helpless look. He did not dislike this gunpowder-scented Sniper. They had fought side by side just now, and a friendship had begun to form.
"Don't talk nonsense. I only caught her a few days ago. Something on the battlefield must have shaken her. Looks like you never saw a war this brutal aboard the Ark Maxim, Baccarat."
It was true. Aboard the Ark Maxim, Baccarat had seen battles, but she had never lived through a war.
War was a vast meat grinder, one that never stopped tearing its combatants apart.
"You started this brutal war, and you really feel nothing? What's wrong with these people? Have they all gone mad? Can humans really be this cruel?"
Baccarat's face was pale as she slumped weakly on the Dragon King's back.
"I feel nothing. These people came to this island for the gold. Whether they live or die has nothing to do with me.
"But how long is Kaido going to keep fighting? Don't tell me he's forgotten our plan."
Werther's head ached. The weather was worsening under the influence of Big Mom's Devil Fruit ability. At first, it had only affected the climate in a limited area, but that area