Alberc Tanding frowned. He was no fool; Bonney's story was full of holes.
"A clumsy lie. I know a little about your relationship with Werther. For his sake, I'll let you go. Leave my country. Now!"
With that, Alberc Tanding gave Bonney a pointed look. If not for his friendship with Werther, he would have killed her on the spot.
The New World was different from the first half of the Grand Line. The strong preyed on the weak there too, but the Marines kept order, so laws still counted for something.
The New World, though, belonged entirely to the strong. Powerful figures had carved it up among themselves. To survive here, you had to be ruthless. If you spared an enemy, that enemy would turn a blade on you.
The strong devoured the weak. The New World was that simple.
Bonney let out a long breath as Alberc Tanding walked away, but she felt deeply discouraged.
In the first half of the Grand Line, she could have counted herself among the strong. Since reaching the New World, though, why did everyone keep pushing her around?
Haki ruled here. Devil Fruit Users could no longer overwhelm everyone else.
Logia users seemed invincible in the first half of the Grand Line, but in the New World, they were often the first to die.
Some Logia users did not even know Haki existed. An enemy's blade could reach their throat while they were still laughing arrogantly—right up until the Armament Haki-coated edge ran them through.
*I'll take the gamble. I refuse to believe he could sleep with me for six months and still be that heartless. Helping me get rid of the poison shouldn't be too hard for him. I'm not going to let someone control me forever. At worst, I'll have