A 24-Year-Young Whitebeard!

On the Moby Dick, a stark-naked woman stood respectfully.

Though countless gazes locked onto her, she dared not make a single move!

"Answer my question!"

Mislanda showed her zero mercy, for this Nurse was not worth any.

She used to be a Nurse at a black-market hospital, doing all sorts of heinous things for money—fake medicine, organ trafficking, and human trafficking were all things she had done!

The other three nurses were the same; they were wretches who would need to die several times over to lighten their sins.

If not for still having some use, Mislanda would have butchered them long ago.

"It's the captains!"

"I've been in the Whitebeard Pirates for four years, and I've slept with many crew members. I don't remember the count, but aside from the four captains Marco, Joz, Vista, and Thatch, I've been with all the rest!"

As soon as those words dropped, heavy gazes landed on all the other male captains besides the aforementioned four.

This, this, this... he didn't expect this!

"Hm, you did well."

Mislanda nodded.

At those words, she raised her head in immediate excitement, thinking she had survived.

Yet what answered her was a palm strike from Mislanda, landing squarely on top of her head.

The next instant, blood and brain matter splashed, leaving one more corpse on the deck.

"Captain, no, no, spare my life!"

Seeing the woman die, the other three nurses immediately began to beg for mercy.

Yet when it came to killing such people, Mislanda knew nothing of softness.

In the blink of an eye, all four nurses perished!

Witnessing this, Marco and the others felt fear far outweighing anger.

Terrifying, too terrifying!

These four nurses were the very people who cared for Whitebeard's daily life and meals!

For them, opportunities like poisoning or