"The global power structure is clear—the Emperors who rule the New World!"
"A man who fought two Emperors alone! The uncrowned king who once glimpsed the One Piece!"
"The strongest of the next generation..."
"Today, we look back at legendary bounties over 4 billion..."
"Two right-hand men with ten-digit bounties. A flawless and despair-inducing crew!"
Under Morgans' hype, Orin's name—after two years—once again soared to the top of global attention.
Although Mihawk and Crocodile were merely subordinates to the boss, Morgans spared no effort in elevating them as well,
Making it seem like if either struck out on their own, they'd easily be worthy of being Emperors.
Countless headlines poured across the seas via newspapers.
...
New World waters, the Moby Dick.
"Gurararara... that brat from Roger's ship has really made a name for himself now!"
The current World's Strongest Man, once Roger's rival and someone who had met young Orin before—Whitebeard now held the newspaper and laughed with a grin.
"Orin from Roger's ship? That guy's always been a monster, even back then..."
In front of him, a pineapple-headed man crossed his arms and spoke grumpily.
Clearly, he still remembered Orin's terrifying strength and the black rifle using Seastone bullets.
Other early commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates also began recalling the long-haired black-cloaked boy they met years ago in Wano's waters.
Especially those who had fought Orin before—they couldn't help but feel uneasy memories surfacing.
"Sure, that guy is strong, but still... That bastard! He actually said in the newspaper that he's even stronger than the Emperors. He's clearly implying he's above Pops!"
"Next time we meet, I'm definitely going all out! Even Roger never claimed to be stronger than Pops!"
Though the division commanders acknowledged Orin's strength, this whole 'King Above Kings' narrative irked them.
Charlotte Linlin and Kaido, how could they compare to Pops right now?
"Gurarara... Indeed!"
Whitebeard smirked, his expression brimming with unmatched confidence and dominance.
"If that brat Orin dares to show up, I'll test just how far he still is from Roger! Glug glug glug..."
Chugging his sake, this was the pride of the World's Strongest Man!
As for the title of Emperor...
He didn't care for it. The only things that truly mattered to him were his family—like Marco and the others.
...
Whitebeard didn't care about titles, but Kaido and Big Mom—who also bore the 'Emperor' name—were absolutely furious.
One man fighting two Emperors—and winning?!
Kaido slammed his kanabo into the ground, creating a massive crater and tremors that shook the land for hundreds of meters. Countless Beasts Pirates minions trembled in fear as their captain went berserk before them.
"That bastard Orin!!! How dare he belittle me like this?!"
"Wuuuuu!!! We haven't even had a real fight yet—you coward, why did you disappear?!"
Drunk and covered in bandages, Kaido hugged his gourd and wailed loudly.
Beside him, King—also wrapped in thick bandages—could only sigh in helplessness.
Thankfully, Wano was still in isolation. Oden and the others hadn't learned of Kaido's current injuries. Otherwise, they'd be facing yet another huge mess.
At least this time, in the sea's public opinion, Orin had thoroughly trampled on the reputations of Kaido and Big Mom to achieve fame.
Watching the thick bandages wrapped around both King and Kaido, a large, blond, sunglasses-wearing cyborg with a shocked face muttered:
"To face both Kaido and Charlotte Linlin and still walk away after injuring them? I'd be dead for sure if I fought that guy!"
This was Queen the Plague—still clueless about the disaster awaiting him when he finally meets Orin.
"Good thing I couldn't fly, or I might've been dragged along..."
...
Elsewhere, Totto Land was in even worse condition than Onigashima.
Even Whole Cake Island was nearly destroyed. Just moving operations required massive numbers of Homies.
To make things worse, Big Mom was still heavily injured, which meant wasted time and effort.
In the end, the heavily bandaged Katakuri had to personally oversee moving the headquarters to the surrounding islands of Totto Land.
They even had to bribe Big Mom with cakes and sweets to calm her down and prevent her from rampaging again at such a sensitive moment.
Playing both dad and mom—it was exhausting.
...
Regardless of how the major players of the world reacted, the Oro Jackson soon flew past the Red Line and returned to the first half of the Grand Line.
Sabaody Archipelago.
Compared to when Orin left, not much had changed—only that it had grown even more prosperous.
With Orin's colossal reputation behind her, Sammi had managed this region with perfect order.
Many major underworld figures had also chosen to establish industries here, naturally boosting the economy.
Along the streets, countless people greeted Orin. Some women even approached him starry-eyed, exclaiming with joy that "Orin-sama" had returned!
...
"Since when did this guy become so popular?"
Crocodile looked at the crowd of fangirls swarming around Orin with disdain. Her gloomy aura alone made people wary of getting close.
He was clearly a sharp-tongued, foul-tempered guy...
Mihawk, however, remained unfazed and coolly kept his distance from the blocked-off Orin.
"This whole region is practically owned by Orin—his people and businesses everywhere."
"No wonder..."
Crocodile slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, recalling the pile of property certificates Orin had shown her back when he tricked her into boarding his ship.
Thinking of what he was about to do next...
"What a filthy rich bastard..."
Still, thinking about how she might become rich through this—from debts of billions to assets worth billions—she stopped complaining.
People don't hate the rich. They just hate not being rich themselves.
"Orin-sama!!! So handsome!!!"
"Another glorious victory! Truly worthy of Orin-sama!!!"
"Exactly!!! Emperors are nothing!"
"Alright, alright..."
Orin sighed. The girls' enthusiasm always gave him a headache, but since they depended on him to make a living—and were genuinely devoted thanks to Sammi's influence—he couldn't get angry.
In the end, he randomly warped them to various streets and alleys, finally escaping with the other two.
He could enjoy sweet moments later—but not now. Orin had returned with a mission.
First, he needed to inspect his businesses and conduct a field survey.
Orin often trained his subordinates, but if he didn't step in occasionally, they'd really think he was just a lazy slacker!
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