No one cared about Blackbeard's death, and no one even knew about it.
Meanwhile, the grand gathering continued.
"I brought you all here today for only one purpose: to form an alliance and overthrow the World Government together!"
Mislanda spoke calmly.
He remained unruffled, but the others were nowhere near as composed.
The World Government had ruled the world for centuries. The Dark Night Pirates had only existed for a little over a decade. Could they really do it?
"Of course, you may choose not to join this alliance, but...!"
Mislanda's icy gaze swept across everyone present.
"Then you'll obediently stay here until this is over. Only then will you be allowed to leave!"
After Mislanda's roundabout threat, everyone agreed.
After all, they had made it through two rounds of selection to get here. They had that much self-awareness.
Besides, they truly held grudges against the World Government.
"Very good. Since that's the case, I hereby declare the Grand Alliance officially established. I will serve as its leader from now until the World Government is overthrown. I'll give the orders, and you'll follow them!"
With that, Mislanda rose to his feet.
"I've said what I had to say. Who's in favor? Who's against?!"
Hmph!
Suddenly, someone slammed a hand onto the table and stood up, glaring furiously at Mislanda.
"Hey, brat, what gives you the right to lead this alliance?"
Everyone's attention immediately shifted over. The person causing trouble was Big Mom, one of the Three Bastards Alliance.
Among the Three Bastards Alliance, the Big Mom Pirates held the deepest grudge against the Dark Night Pirates. Naturally, she did not want Mislanda to become the alliance leader.
"What gives me the right? I'm the Pirate King, and every last one of you has lost to me before!"
"Hmph, brat, you