Whitebeard stood up, pulled the great blade Murakumogiri from the deck, and slammed its butt down with a thunderous thud.
"Gurararara!"
"My son has been captured! How could I, his pops, just stand by and do nothing?"
"Send out the order! Have every pirate crew under our banner in the New World assemble immediately!"
"Our destination is Marineford!"
The pirates roared with excitement, their fighting spirit soaring.
"Whooooo!"
"To Marineford!"
A sudden shout rang out across the deck, cutting off everyone's cheers.
"Wait!"
Everyone turned toward the Second Division Commander, Portgas D. Ace, who stood behind the crowd.
Ace's face was deathly pale. His hands were clenched into tight fists, and his body trembled slightly.
Marco frowned, looking at him in confusion.
"Ace?"
"What do you mean by this?"
Thatch also asked in bewilderment.
"Teach is your subordinate. Don't you want to save him?"
Ace took a deep breath and stepped forward. Facing everyone's confused and angry gazes, he spoke loudly.
"Of course I want to save my brother, but Marshall D. Teach doesn't deserve to be our brother at all!"
"We absolutely cannot go to Marineford to save him!"
At those words, the entire Moby Dick instantly fell silent. Every gaze settled on Ace, filled with shock and confusion.
Jozu's voice grew low, carrying a trace of anger.
"Ace, do you know what you're saying?"
Vista also spoke gravely.
"On our ship, abandoning family is absolutely forbidden!"
Whitebeard looked at Ace, his gaze as deep as a bottomless pool.
Whitebeard slowly spoke, his voice carrying supreme authority.
"Ace, give me a reason."
"If you can't give me a valid reason, I won't forgive what you just said, even if you are the Second Division Commander."
Ace looked at Whitebeard, then at the brothers around him whom he normally got