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Looking at the dozen corpses on the deck, Nefertari Vivi felt very uncomfortable. Even if these people might not be from Alabasta, they were
Looking at the dozen corpses on the deck, Nefertari Vivi felt very uncomfortable.
Even if these people might not be from Alabasta, they were still lives, after all.
This was the fundamental reason Allen didn't like her.
These people were Crocodile's subordinates—ambitious lackeys who wanted to overthrow the Alabasta regime. And she still had the heart to pity them?
If Allen hadn't appeared, Nefertari Cobra would have been nailed to the city wall with giant spikes. Let's see if she'd still be a saint then!
"Vivi, let's get rid of these corpses first."
Nico Robin smiled and stood behind Vivi, gently nudging her to snap her out of her deep thoughts. Vivi hurriedly threw the corpses overboard.
Although Nico Robin herself had been drifting on the sea for years and was no longer a naive girl, she couldn't help but want to assist someone as kind-hearted as Vivi.
If this girl stood there in a daze any longer, she might attract some bad reactions from their hot-tempered captain.
"Okay, let Vivi handle this. Let's go inside first."
Allen put his hands on Nami's shoulders and guided her into the cabin. Nojiko wanted to lend a hand, but Allen pulled her along too, leaving only Vivi and Nico Robin on the deck.
"Allen, we're still too weak…"
Nami, sitting on the bed, looked a little disappointed.
She had thought that with her transformed body and Nojiko's Devil Fruit powers, they could provide Allen with significant help.
But it seemed they'd taken it for granted. They were still so weak.
"What are you thinking about?"
Allen rubbed Nami's orange hair vigorously, then hugged Nojiko, who was standing beside him.
"One of you is my navigator, and the other is my personal assistant. You're not combatants. What's the difference between strong and weak?"
Allen buried his face in Nami and Nojiko's hair and took a deep breath. He was a little scared too.
If he'd come back any later, the consequences would have been disastrous. He wouldn't know what he'd do.
"Let's head to the next destination and see if we can recruit a fighter for the ship!"
"Where are we going?"
"You'll know when we get there!"
After getting ready, the sails were unfurled, and the five of them steered the ship toward the next island.
In the New World, on the Moby Dick, a group of pirates were cheering and holding a banquet.
The massive figure sitting in the middle was Edward Newgate—Whitebeard—the "strongest man in the world," recognized across the seas.
At this moment, he held an IV drip in his left hand and a drinking bowl over a meter wide in his right.
Suddenly, someone ran over with a piece of information.
"Dad, Dad! Captain Ace sent back a message!"
Whitebeard, still drinking, looked up, a little tipsy.
"How is it? Did he catch that traitor Teach?"
"No… no!"
The man took a closer look at the intel, his face filled with horror.
"Ace… Captain Ace said he met a strong man from the last era named Allen in Alabasta. He spoke ill of our Whitebeard Pirates and injured Vice Admiral Garp of the Navy. He warns you to be careful!"
"Allen? He's still alive? Impossible!"
Whitebeard's eyes narrowed, and his aura unconsciously spread out.
That name was all too familiar.
The battle from back then was etched too deeply in his memory. Even decades later, he couldn't forget it.
"Dad, this Allen might really exist."
Marco hesitated for a moment but stepped forward, pulling out a bounty poster from behind him.
It featured Allen, with a bounty of 5.5 billion Berry.
He'd hidden it after receiving the intel because Whitebeard's health was deteriorating. If a pirate with such a massive bounty crossed their path, it could severely impact his father's condition!
But he hadn't expected that this young-looking man was actually a powerhouse from the previous generation!
"Allen, gurararara!"
Whitebeard glanced at Allen's photo on the bounty poster and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Dad, if this guy has ill intentions toward our Whitebeard Pirates, should we take him out preemptively?"
The captain of the Third Division, Diamond Jozu, stood up, a hint of murderous intent on his face.
Even if Allen's bounty was 5.5 billion, as members of the world's strongest pirate crew, they had no reason to fear him.
"Yeah, Dad, let's go kill him!"
"With Captain Ace out there and Captain Marco leading the team, it won't disturb you, Dad!"
The rowdy pirates at the banquet shouted recklessly.
Whitebeard looked at his crew, all eagerly volunteering to fight, with satisfaction, a smile curling on his lips.
Wasn't this the family-like bond he'd always wanted?
"My foolish sons! I don't know how strong Allen is now, but he's not someone you can take lightly! Stay put in the New World. If he really comes for us, then we'll fight. I am Whitebeard!"
"Oh!"
"Dad's the strongest man in the world!"
The group cheered and rejoiced. Whitebeard was the spiritual pillar and pride of the entire crew. As long as he was there, they were the strongest in the world!
No one noticed the trace of worry that flickered in Whitebeard's eyes as he drank.
In the New World, elsewhere…
"Mama, the Navy's issued another outrageous bounty! There's a young guy on it with 5.5 billion!"
"Oh? Bring it here."
Charlotte Linlin's eyes lit up.
She was getting old, but if there was an outstanding young pirate like this, she could use a marriage alliance to bring him onto her ship!
After all, plenty of her daughters in the Charlotte family were still unmarried.
"Uh… Why him? No… Impossible! What's the Navy playing at?"
Charlotte Linlin, upon seeing the bounty, widened her eyes. Her hand loosened unconsciously, and the poster drifted downward.
The Charlotte children below exchanged glances. It was the eldest, Charlotte Perospero, who stepped forward, bowing to pick up the bounty.
It was rare to see something rattle their mother like this—he had to see who it was.
"Eh—?"
Seeing Perospero's reaction outstrip even their mother's, the others crowded forward to grab the poster. The younger siblings might not have felt much, but Katakuri, Daifuku, and Oven all widened their eyes in unison.
They were among those who'd witnessed the great battle at God Valley. Even Oven, the youngest of them, had been seven years old at the time!
"This… Is the Navy joking…?"
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