Confronting the Whitebeard Pirates!

"Gurarararara!"

Aboard the Moby Dick, the various commanders gathered before Whitebeard.

"That brat said he was coming to find trouble for me, but he went and got married first. This is looking down on me!"

Mislanda's declaration of war had long since been delivered, yet he had gone off to get married instead!

What was this called?

Standing someone up?

"My sons, what do you say we should do?"

"Pops, of course we're going to teach that punk a lesson. Our Whitebeard Pirates are nothing to trifle with!"

"Right, right, defeat the Dark Night Pirates and seize the Golden City!"

Watching his sons brim with fighting spirit, Whitebeard felt quite pleased.

He picked up his Murakumogiri in one hand and slammed it heavily into the deck.

Thud!

Instantly, the surrounding sea trembled.

"My lads, to battle!"

"Ooh---!"

Amidst the excited roars of the various pirates, the massive whale that was the Moby Dick moved.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the Moby Dick, Teach watched the direction the ship was heading with a fierce grin.

Zehahaha, start fighting, all of you start fighting. It would be best if you all perish together!

The Dark-Dark Fruit and the Tremor-Tremor Fruit will both be mine!

Just as Teach was fantasizing about acquiring the powers of two fruits, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Teach, the kitchen is short-handed. Come help out!"

The one speaking was the Fourth Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, Thatch.

Ever since he had noticed something a bit off about Teach last time, Thatch had transferred Teach from the Second Division to his own Fourth Division.

He felt something was amiss, though he had no concrete evidence, so he could only make this arrangement.

"The battle is about to start, we need to prepare enough food!"

Hearing this,