"Are we staying out of this, Mom?"
With Typhon away, Perospero was the eldest child.
He held a colorful cane and let his long tongue hang out.
He also carried Longarm Tribe blood. His father had been an officer of the Rocks Pirates.
He was not as strong as the younger Katakuri or Oven, who had inherited some of Charlotte Linlin's physique.
Even so, he was unquestionably a core member of the Big Mom Pirates. He was a powerful fighter and served as both strategist and adviser.
Perospero had his doubts. Was sending Katakuri alone enough?
Many of Charlotte Linlin's children had yet to come into their own, and the Big Mom Pirates were still far from their peak.
Compared with the Whitebeard Pirates, the Big Mom Pirates needed more time to grow.
Even so, they were no longer the force that had lacked fighters a few years ago.
Even without the Monster Legion as a shield, they remained a formidable deterrent.
Years of war had brought the older children, including Katakuri and Oven, into their own.
Katakuri in particular had earned a fearsome reputation. He had mastered the Three Types of Haki and possessed two powerful Homies.
He had no weaknesses to speak of and was gifted in battle.
"Haha! Brother Perospero, getting dragged into a war like this wouldn't do us any good."
Beside him, Cassius smiled gently. A distinct slit marked his forehead: his third eye.
Legend held that the third eye of a Three-Eye Tribe member concealed a mysterious power. It was, after all, only a legend.
But to the Charlotte Family siblings, it was real.
Beneath Cassius's gentle expression, a demon dwelled in that mysterious third eye—or more precisely, his second personality.
Even Cassius's twin sister Karin was deeply mysterious.
The Big Mom Pirates had