The moment those words fell, none of the family members present dared even breathe loudly. Pizarro had some nerve, speaking to Mama like that. Did he have no idea how terrifying she was?
"Mamamama! What a brazen fool..."
Big Mom laughed in fury, her eyes widening like brass bells until even her purple eye shadow nearly distorted.
It had been so long. So very long since anyone had dared speak to her like that!
The last person who had been her captain was already dead, without so much as a scrap left!
"Katakuri, take a team out immediately and bring that insolent Pizarro before me. Teach him the proper respect an Emperor of the Sea deserves!"
"Yes, Mama!"
Broccoli Island, the New World.
The Chris Kingdom was not one of the World Government Member States. Situated in the pirate-dominated New World, it relied solely on its meager national defense forces to hold off attacks, which had indirectly led to the devastating upheaval it had recently suffered.
After all, the weak had no say whatsoever in the New World.
At that moment, inside the Chris Kingdom's palace...
A man wearing a white-and-dark-brown fur coat and a pale purple necklace sprawled gracelessly across the throne. His eyes were narrowed as though he were dozing, his pale blue hair resembled a wild mane, and a thick beard covered his face. Two black metal plates fitted against his temples, with a pair of long white horns attached to them.
Judging by his appearance, he looked nothing like a king. Instead...
He looked like a pirate!
"Lord Corrupt King, all members of the Chris Kingdom's royal family have been slaughtered. There's just one brat we haven't found. He probably died in some obscure corner."
Below the throne, a fat man reported to Pizarro with