Somewhere in the New World, aboard the Moby Dick.
Marco walked over to Whitebeard and reported:
"Pops, Red Hair has entered our territory."
The Red Hair Pirates were the first pirate crew in years to successfully cross the G-1 Branch during its hunting day.
Naturally, breaking the G-1 Branch's reputation as an insurmountable wall drew plenty of attention.
The Whitebeard Pirates were no exception.
"Oh, have they?"
Whitebeard gazed into the distance, his eyes far away.
Marco knew Whitebeard well and quickly realized that he was thinking of Roger.
But even brothers had to settle their accounts, let alone Red Hair, who had only been an apprentice aboard the Roger Pirates' ship.
"Pops, should we intercept them?"
Marco asked.
Whitebeard fell silent for a while before shaking his head.
"Forget it. Pirates need fresh blood, too."
Hearing that, Marco grew anxious.
"But what if Red Hair doesn't know his place and tries to seize our territory?"
What if he tries to take the title of Emperor by force?"
Whitebeard scoffed at Marco's words.
"Gurararara! If he has that kind of ambition, let him come!
As for the title of Emperor? I've never given a damn about it!"
Whitebeard's eyes were clear.
"But..."
Marco suddenly shut his mouth. Whitebeard was looking at him with disappointment in his eyes.
Yes, deep disappointment.
When the title of Emperor had first appeared in the papers, Marco had still been able to see the matter clearly.
It was nothing more than a ploy by someone who wanted pirates to fight among themselves.
Yet now, Marco had lost himself in that hollow title.
Onigashima, the Beasts Pirates.
"Boss, that Red Hair brat has entered the New World."
King the Conflagration approached Kaido, who was drinking, and delivered his report.
Kaido looked irritated.
"What nobody is