This ship is known to everyone in the New World.
The Moby Dick, the flagship of the Whitebeard Pirates and Whitebeard's personal vessel.
Besides its numerous affiliated pirate crews, the Whitebeard Pirates also had several ships modeled after the Moby Dick, but those ships were not present here.
Whitebeard's territory in the New World is quite large, and taking care of the safety of these territories is not something that can be done by simply hanging up a flag and talking about it.
Whether it's a greenhorn just entering the New World or other pirate forces, they will all attack their territory under certain circumstances, and at that time, force is needed to maintain their rule.
Therefore, Whitebeard's crew were actually scattered in a roughly contiguous area, and the Moby Dick just happened to be nearby.
Gameno also came directly off the Moby Dick.
Not long ago, in the waters near Porto Tsibalta Island.
Some members of the Whitebeard Pirates and Whitebeard himself are still here.
Whitebeard himself was sitting in the cabin, flipping through the latest newspapers.
"Sea Emperor. Gulalalalala, Morgans really dares to say anything."
Most people rely on the World Economic News Agency to understand the world situation. Even a huge power like the World Government, whose sphere of influence spans the entire world, sometimes refers to Morgan's newspapers, not to mention these pirates floating on the sea.
Although they knew very well that Morgans himself liked to exaggerate, the pirates had no better way to get information than through these newspapers.
"Dad! I'm coming in!"
At that moment, a shout came from outside the cabin door, and then a man walked in carrying a tray.
Unlike other pirates, he was dressed in a neat chef's uniform and wore a yellow chef's tie. Without a doubt, he was the ship's chef, Thatch, the then fourth division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.
"Sachi, the turtle soup is quite good today."
"A sea turtle? There's no sea turtle in the kitchen today, but there is a sea monster."
"Pretty much the same, it makes your stomach feel warm after drinking it."
"Of course, that soup is nourishing and invigorating! But Dad, don't try to change the subject, it's time to take your medicine."
Sachi placed the medicine and water on the table, then stood silently to the side, seemingly not intending to leave until Whitebeard took the medicine.
Whitebeard is 56 years old this year. Although he is no longer as seriously ill as he was during the Marineford War in the original timeline, and does not need oxygen or IV drips, his health has begun to show some problems, and he now needs a small amount of medication.
Among the strongest fighters of the same level, Whitebeard was in the worst physical condition after entering old age. This was probably related to his Devil Fruit ability and the high frequency of battles, which ultimately led to his current state.
"Marco is the ship's doctor, right? How come you've ended up doing this job too?"
Upon seeing the pills on the table, Whitebeard's mood clearly soured, and he seemed quite averse to them.
"Marco went to another island to deal with the invaders. Before he left, he specifically told me to make sure you take your medicine. If you don't take your medicine, Marco will scold me when he comes back."
And if you get sick, Dad, everyone will too.
After Sachi said that, the man called "Old Man" reluctantly picked up the medicine on the table, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it with plain water.
"It's really tough."
Good medicine tastes bitter.
"Dad! It seems like there's been a problem with Gameño!"
Just as Whitebeard took the pill, another pirate arrived. When the conflict broke out, not only had Absalom made a phone call beforehand, but the other pirates around Gamenio also relayed the news back.
What went wrong?
"It's not clear yet. I heard that a conflict occurred with other local forces when they were collecting protection money."
The Whitebeard Pirates had a large number of members, and the members also had their own networks of relationships.
The people around Gamenho were his confidants, who had followed him even before Gamenho joined Whitebeard. Naturally, they wouldn't say what Gamenho actually did, but instead gave a different account.
"Dad?"
"Is that even a question? Of course, it's the past! This place isn't far from that island, is it?"
"It's not far, we'll get there quickly, but as for Gameño, Dad, I think things might not be that simple."
Sachi didn't like Gamenho's personality and felt there might be other issues involved.
"Even if there are problems, we have to come back and talk about it. I'm a white-bearded old man!"
The Moby Dick turned around and headed toward Portoch Baralta Island.
If a clear conflict breaks out between the two forces, the right and wrong of the matter become irrelevant.
The quality of Whitebeard's pirate crew was no different from that of other great pirates; it was a mixed bag.
But even if the fault lies with one of our own, the punishment, or any other method, must be carried out by our own people; it's not up to others to interfere.
Regardless of the cause of this matter, Whitebeard had to go; it concerned the reputation of the Whitebeard Pirates and Whitebeard's own prestige.
According to information circulating on the high seas, this man was a hero who once competed with the Pirate King Gol D. Roger for the position of the most powerful pirate.
Although he is nearly sixty years old, as the current emperor of the sea, he has a vast territorial waters in the New World and is at the height of his power.
Whitebeard's skull and crossbones flag has a far greater deterrent effect in the New World than the Navy. To invade lands that fly this flag means being prepared to fight against tens of thousands of people, including the direct squads led by numerous captains and dozens of subordinate pirate crews.
At this very moment, on Portochybala Island, the Oliver family remains the most worried.
They've already spotted Whitebeard's ship. Whether Whitebeard misunderstood something and decided not to continue sheltering them, or whether a fight breaks out on the island, the impact on their family will be devastating.
"Excuse me, could you please not start fighting here?"
"I'm fine with anything, as long as you can convince Whitebeard."
Leriana didn't care much about the battlefield; she didn't care whether it was aerial combat or boarding combat, since she could fly anyway. But Whitebeard was different.
Whitebeard's abilities meant that he could only unleash his full power if he had a stable and solid foothold.
The island was the best choice in Whitebeard's eyes.
"What, you think pirates are hard to talk to, but we're easy to talk to? Abu, you should have paid them when we docked, right?"
"Of course, Your Highness, I have always followed the local rules."
By this time, Absalom had already packed up the stolen goods and was preparing to leave. He knew his own limitations; staying would only cause trouble.
Leaving this area as soon as possible, allowing Lyliana to act with impunity, would be the greatest help to her, but this doesn't prevent Absalom from answering some minor questions.
"You see, according to the rules you set for yourselves, there should be no fighting on Portozibaralta Island."
"You feared Whitebeard's power and failed to handle this matter 'fairly,' so it's only right that you bear the consequences."
"That's a white beard, you know."
The Oliver family didn't refute anything, which is the tragedy of non-member states in the Great Pirate Era.
Lacking sufficient military strength, they could only seek opportunities to survive in the cracks, as they couldn't afford to offend either side.
Those were notorious and ruthless pirates. Compared to Whitebeard, Piltover seemed much easier to talk to.
The Oliver family's original intention was to settle the matter with money afterward and suffer a loss themselves. It was precisely because of this idea that they misjudged how much other people cared about "face".
If this punch isn't retaliated, who knows how many clowns will emerge in the future.
"The world's strongest man? I'd like to see just how big the gap is between me now and this so-called world's strongest man."
Reverting from her dragon form to human form, Lyliana looked at the Moby Dick with unwavering fear.
She needs to become stronger, so strong that no one can rival her, in order to protect her family and allow them to sail freely on the seas.
"But before that, where do you want to go?"
Leliana flashed to Gamenio's side. The speed at which the Phoenix Fruit heals wounds is also linked to an individual's stamina. It wasn't until now that Gamenio had finished healing his injuries.
Realizing how terrifying Leliana was, Gamenio tried to sneak away, but Leliana interrupted him just as he was about to put his idea into practice.
Just like before, Gamenho was once again caught in Lyliana's grasp. The biggest difference was that Lyliana's form had changed.
"Do you know what you're doing? Daddy's here! That's Edward Newgate, known as 'Whitebeard'! He's the strongest man in the world."
His power can make the earth tremble and the sea shake; he can destroy an island in the blink of an eye!
Besides, Dad loves his son the most. If you mess with me, Dad won't let you get away with it!
"You're an adult now, aren't you?"
"What?"
"Now that you're an adult, don't just cause trouble for your father all day long. Maintaining the family is something every family member should do."
As children, they were sheltered under a father's wings, but now that they've grown up, they should be doing their own thing. If his sons are all like you, only causing trouble for others, then this old man is truly pitiful.
If Leliana previously looked at Gamenho as if he were an arrogant and ignorant enemy, now her gaze has turned into that of trash.
The environment in which one grows up shapes different personalities, and Gamenio, a troublemaker who lives off his parents, is exactly the kind of person Leliana dislikes.
"Besides, I've already said it before, so what if he has a white beard?"
Whoosh!
Gamenho's body flew backward, heading straight for the Moby Dick.
boom!
A loud bang came from the deck of the Moby Dick. Whitebeard caught Gamenho just in time. Thanks to copying Marco's abilities, Gamenho was only severely exhausted and had not suffered any fatal injuries.
"Gameni, what's going on?"
"Father, it's because those people don't want to acknowledge that our flag protects this place, that's why..."
"That's utter nonsense. Why don't you dare admit that you took our things on your own initiative? Weren't you very confident before?"
"Dad, she's talking nonsense, I didn't cough."
At this moment, Gamenho was still using Marco's ability to heal his injuries. Some parts had not yet recovered. Without Whitebeard's protection, he didn't know what would happen next. He hurriedly explained, which even aggravated the unhealed wounds.
"Gulalalalala, my silly son, how could your father not believe you?"
Although Gamenho wasn't a captain, he was still a junior officer. Based on Whitebeard's understanding of him and Gamenho's current attitude, Whitebeard had already guessed that the truth was probably different from what Gamenho said.
But just as Whitebeard said before setting sail, as the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, he couldn't possibly trust outsiders in front of his own crew.
"Not bad, little girl, you actually dared to come to my ship alone?"
"I wanted to see what the world's strongest man was like, but now it seems he's nothing special."
She didn't criticize Whitebeard for blindly protecting his own. If she were in that position, Lyriana would also choose to protect her own, and they would talk about other things after all this was over.
"Hey! What are you saying to Dad?"
"Are you looking down on us?! How dare you say such things on the Whitebeard Pirates' ship!"
Before Whitebeard himself could say anything, his sons couldn't sit still any longer, and the pirates who were closer even drew their weapons and approached Lyriana, the intruder.
"I wasn't talking to you guys, old man. I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'If you can't discipline your own children, someone else will!'"
Buzz—!
Lyliana's pupils contracted slightly, and a few rumbling sounds of thunder suddenly filled the air. The next moment, a powerful aura surged outwards from Lyliana.
A series of mournful sounds came from the railings around the deck of the Moby Dick. The wood fibers began to break under the impact of Conqueror's Haki. The pirates who were closer to Lyriana even fainted, their eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth.
"The domineering aura of the Overlord?!"
"So strong."
"Take care of the people around you! All newcomers, get back here! This level of combat is not for you to watch!"
Seeing the pirates lying dead alongside the wheat, Sachi quickly ordered the others to avoid a direct confrontation.
While Sachi was shocked by Lyriana's display of Conqueror's Haki, as he hadn't expected this seemingly young girl to possess such spirit, he knew even more clearly that his father was about to make his move.
"How I teach my children is none of your business, you brat!"
Whitebeard's coat, draped over his back, fluttered in the surging wind. As he tapped the hilt of his sword against the deck, an equally terrifying aura emanated from him.
The clash of their domineering auras transformed the once calm sea into a turbulent torrent, adding a mournful wail to the howling winds, and tearing a jagged gash through the clouds in the sky.
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