"Gulp." The sound of someone swallowing came from the Big Mom Pirates' ranks.
Werther faced the Big Mom Pirates alone, but he showed no fear.
Whether fighting or adventuring, Werther spent most of his time alone.
Perhaps it was a habit from his previous life, but he did not much like ordering others around.
He had no subordinates at all. Werther had no desire to rule the seas, so he had little need for them.
If Werther formed a Pirate crew now, becoming one of the Four Emperors probably would not be difficult. Unfortunately, he had no interest.
Werther trusted the sword in his hand more than power or status. Only strength of his own was true strength.
Power could be lost one day, but his strength would always be his.
"Thunder Swordsman, what grudge do we have? Why are you targeting the Big Mom Pirates like this?"
Charlotte Linlin was the first to break the silence.
"What grudge? Let me think."
The reason Werther and the Big Mom Pirates had fought to this point was that Werther had killed Charlotte Launi.
And the conflict with Charlotte Launi had begun over an ordinary pirate from the New World.
That New World Pirate had looked down on pirates from the first half of the Grand Line, so he had provoked Werther and drawn his blade.
Given Werther's temper, he remembered clearly that he had cut off half the Pirate's head.
Perhaps Werther and the Big Mom Pirates had been destined to become enemies from that moment.
"If you dare bomb Whole Cake Island again, I'll send someone to dig up your Master's grave.
Then neither of us will have an easy time of it."
Werther fell silent. Charlotte Linlin had a point. The dead deserved respect and peace in their graves.