"Worororo!"
"King, send a small team to that island first."
"Then wait. The Flying Pirates will contact us. If we want that gold, we'll have to join forces. It's the only way to stand against the World Government."
Kaido held a gourd of liquor as he gave his orders to King, who stood nearby.
By "us," he meant the many Great Pirates and Sea Emperors.
In the New World today, only the Flying Pirates—only Golden Lion Shiki—had the ability to bring so many Great Pirates together.
None of these Sea Emperors would bow to another.
Whitebeard Edward Newgate was terrifyingly strong, but he lacked the standing to command the New World.
The Whitebeard Pirates as a whole were not as formidable as the Flying Pirates, either.
They all stood on equal footing.
The only one they would all accept was Golden Lion Shiki.
Kaido knew the Flying Pirates would never pass up this opportunity.
Aboard the Moby Dick.
"Gurararara! Sons, it's not time for us to show ourselves yet. Send someone there in secret to watch how things unfold."
Whitebeard did not object when his children asked to go to Paradise in search of gold.
Even he wanted to get his hands on some.
There were so many mouths to feed in the Whitebeard Pirates. How could he pass up a chance at such enormous wealth?
Whether for his children or for himself,
he intended to get involved.
But he also knew that charging into Paradise recklessly would be suicide.
The World Government and the Marines might already have laid a trap and be waiting for them to leap into it.
Everything he had experienced since the Rocks era told him that only by joining forces could they hope to defeat the World Government.
The factions might be enemies,
but