Rumble, rumble...
On the Grand Line, amid the thunderous roar of enormous waves, a pirate ship that looked like a castle sailed slowly across the sea.
The owner of this ship was the captain of the Fire Tank Pirates, Capone Bege, who had recently risen to fame across the seas and was born in the West Blue.
At that moment, he stood at the bow with a cigar between his teeth. Behind him stood his combat officer, "Killer" Gotti, and negotiation expert, "Mad Mongrel" Vito.
Both men stared strangely at their boss, who stood there blankly, gazing at the sea without saying a word.
When the boss was troubled, it was naturally the underlings' job to help ease his worries.
"Mad Mongrel" Vito stuck out his long tongue like a snake and spoke.
"Boss Bege, what's wrong? Is there some troublesome bastard weighing on your mind? Tell me, and I'll take care of him for you."
Bege glanced back at his subordinate, then turned around again to look out at the sea. After a moment of silence, he sighed.
"Living in this era... I really don't know whether it's fortunate or unfortunate!"
The two men froze, unable to understand what their boss meant.
"The Marines, pirates, the World Government, Rainbow Country, the Revolutionary Army, the Five Emperors, the Shichibukai... This world has never been so chaotic..."
This time, "Mad Mongrel" Vito understood what his boss was worried about. He laughed nonchalantly.
"Isn't that a good thing? The more chaotic things are, the more opportunities we'll have, Boss!"
"That may be true, but it's even more likely that we'll be crushed by this chaotic era like a tiny shrimp in the ocean."
"Huh!!!"
Both men were stunned. They had never expected their boss to suddenly become so pessimistic.
What exactly had