"...Let's discuss this."
There was a moment of silence. After weighing the pros and cons, Saint Nazzaro spoke in a low voice.
That was how those in power operated. What you saw was merely what they wanted you to see. When the Five Elders faced what the Marines considered an unreasonable demand, it was essential to have one person play the bad cop and another play the good cop.
New World, aboard the Moby Dick.
Whitebeard's massive body was, as always, resting against the thick mast. He was not covered in all kinds of IV drips, but his expression was solemn, and the might of the World's Strongest Man enveloped the entire deck.
The atmosphere was heavy, utterly unlike the relaxed mood of the past. The various Pirates all wore solemn expressions, their sharp gazes fixed on Whitebeard, who stood at the head of the crew.
"Pops, what should we do now?"
Thatch removed the chef's hat from his head. The two long blades at his waist made his resolve clear.
"That bastard Teach was actually careless enough to get captured by the Marines. We can't just sit back and do nothing!!"
Since Blackbeard had deliberately approached Thatch to get Cherry Pie, the two had naturally become the closest pair on the ship. They could practically be said to be brothers who shared everything.
Now that Blackbeard had been captured by the Marines, Thatch, as his good brother, naturally had to be the first to charge in!
"If you don't want to go save Teach, Pops, then I'll go by myself!!"
"Gurarara! What nonsense are you talking about? That Teach fellow is my son too. I could never abandon him!"
Whitebeard looked at Thatch's anxious expression and laughed as he scolded him.
"That's right. Even if it's Marine Headquarters,