The Emperor of the Sea Who Ruled the New World (Part 1)

Sea Circle Calendar, September 7, 1531

New World, Totto Land, Whole Cake Island.

Charlotte Linlin's massive body slumped upon the Candy Throne. Her eyes, usually filled with greed and madness, were now fixed fiercely on the four bedraggled figures kneeling below. The oppressive atmosphere around her was so heavy that the surrounding Homies curled into balls, scarcely daring to breathe.

Cracker had revealed his true body. His face was covered in bruises of varying shades, dried blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth, while his eyes brimmed with irrepressible resentment and humiliation;

Snack's saber lay carelessly at his side. Several vicious chips had split the refined steel blade. He kept his head lowered, the loose hair over his forehead obscuring his expression. Only his tightly clenched fists revealed the turbulent emotions raging within him;

Oven and Daifuku were in even more miserable shape, their bodies wrapped in blood-seeping white bandages. The wounds left by their desperate battle against the four women still throbbed faintly. At this moment, they did not even have the courage to raise their heads and meet Mama's gaze. They could only bow their heads deeply as cold sweat dripped from their chins onto the frosted floor.

A dead silence spread through the hall, every second as agonizing as being fried in hot oil.

Finally, Cracker gritted his teeth and forced himself to break the silence.

His voice trembled uncontrollably as he recounted everything without daring to conceal the slightest detail: how Dawn had wiped out their fleet with a single tsunami, how the four of them had been immobilized at the harbor by the Gravity Field, how they had been used as punching bags for practice, how they had watched Oven and Daifuku be defeated one after another by four unknown women, and finally,