No. 321: Allow Me to Lead the Way / No. 322: This Isn't How You Use Fish-Man Karate

"Cut the crap! If you traitors hadn't betrayed me back then, how could those despicable Marines have beaten me?!"

"This isn't the era I wanted!"

World wasn't having any of it, even if that frail old man was his own brother.

He remembered all too clearly what he had heard the moment he fell back then.

Binjack had been the first to run, leaving his younger brother behind.

Rationally, World knew Binjack had done nothing wrong.

But emotionally, he could never accept it!

They had promised to become the freest people in the world and adventure to every corner of it!

"Cough, cough!"

"I know you've always blamed me, but..."

"Sebastian, Gairam, Nightin, I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to rest for a while. Keep watch, and report to me the moment anything seems wrong."

World gave Binjack no chance to explain, cutting the little old man off bluntly.

Then he climbed down from the cannon and headed toward his room, his face dark.

"Leave it to us!"

A woman in a white, long-sleeved outfit and gaudy lipstick answered with a smile. As she waved a sleeve that covered her entire hand, a strong smell of herbal medicine drifted out.

"Same goes for us!"

The man with a huge Iron Hammer on his back thumped his chest and spoke in a booming voice.

"Good."

World paused and turned to inspect them from head to toe.

"I hope you won't disappoint me..."

Perhaps I Should Lead the Way

The Calm Belt.

Flames streamed from the White Hou's stern as it raced across the sea without relying on its sails.

After receiving the latest news from Hawkeye, Atlas had immediately changed course, heading through the Calm Belt away from Marineford.

"Atlas, are you sure that guy's information is accurate?"

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