"Quick! Pack the East Blue batch!"
"Assign three hundred more News Coos to the West Blue route!"
"The North Blue branch wants confirmation! They don't dare print Rocks's name!"
"Tell them the president will personally take responsibility!"
"The South Blue batch has taken off!"
Morgans stood on the raised platform, watching the News Coos shoulder their newspaper boxes.
"Fly!"
"Send this name, buried by the World Government for over thirty years, back out across the seas!"
Before dawn, the first batch of newspapers crossed the Red Line.
More News Coos followed, flying toward the Grand Line, the Four Blues, and the New World, dropping extra editions into towns, ports, merchant ships, and pirate ships.
Panic spread along the shipping routes, and the prices of food, medicine, and weapons all rose.
Elderly people who had lived through the old era shut their doors and windows tight, while young pirates debated the legends Rocks had left behind in taverns.
"I heard he once commanded Whitebeard, Kaido, and Charlotte Linlin!"
"All three of them later became Emperors!"
"If Teach is his son, how could his strength warrant no bounty at all?"
"Maybe the Navy announced his execution because they want to eliminate him before he grows stronger!"
"If Whitebeard wants to save him, is he planning to revive Rocks's bloodline?"
"Who knows!"
The auction houses in the Sabaody Archipelago temporarily closed their doors, and crowds of tourists poured toward the docks. Shipowners seized the chance to raise fares, but even that could not stop the fleeing crowds.
"I want to go to the East Blue! I'll pay anything!"
"My ship only goes as far as the Red Line! You'll have to find your own way after that!"
"That's fine! Set sail now!"
"Once fighting breaks out at Marineford, this place could very well