Another wine bottle shattered.
A little wine splashed onto Silver Axe's armor.
John had fallen, and his wine had smashed against Silver Axe's armor too.
Smack!
John slapped a hand against the armor.
"Pay me back for my wine! Damn you, Silver Axe! How could a knight steal someone else's wine!"
Silver Axe said nothing. He was already used to all this.
John was always like this, unaware of what he was doing or where he was most of the time.
"Linlin! Things aren't looking good! Looks like someone was bound to catch on!"
Stussy planted both hands on her hips. She felt that only a handful of people could have fought a battle on this scale and wounded Streusen.
The Navy would not go to war with her lightly.
And Whitebeard had absolutely no interest, so it could only be that man!
The Roger Pirates, who had vanished for quite some time and always did whatever they pleased!
"Roger! It was that bastard Roger!"
Linlin flew into a rage. She understood what these signs meant at a glance.
"I should have cut his head clean off! I'm so damn furious!"
She glared at Katakuri and Perospero.
Soul energy rose, and she was already planning to take several hundred souls.
Prepared to face punishment, Katakuri stared at Linlin without a trace of fear.
He was merely curious. Roger had seized the Poneglyphs, and Shane wanted them too. Why, exactly?
Katakuri was still very young, several years younger than even Shane.
He had plenty of time and a distant future ahead of him. Why would he fear a group of long-established overlords?
Ordinary people always thought the young should fear those overlords standing at the summit, but the opposite was true. They feared nothing, least of all those who ruled the