The most courageous pirate hunter

He could tell that Sengoku wasn't joking. If things continued like this, he might not be able to leave Marineford. But thinking about it, it made sense. Sengoku had a huge mess to clean up.

None of it was pleasant; it was all the kind of thing that made my blood pressure spike.

"A bunch of scum at sea."

Sengoku remained expressionless and directly called Doflamingo and Kuma scum to their faces.

It was practically pointing fingers and cursing.

"I really didn't expect you guys to come. Let's have a meeting. I don't think anyone else will come!"

Sengoku roughly knew some of the situations of the other Seven Warlords of the Sea: Hancock was currently in dire straits, Jinbe was missing, Mihawk was wandering somewhere, and Moria was still in that sea area.

"Two out of the six came, which was beyond my expectations."

He coughed and interjected.

"Fufufu, I didn't want to come either. If it weren't for the fact that the construction project on my island is going so smoothly, I would have been feeling really bored."

Doflamingo sat in a chair with his legs propped up on a round table, looking nonchalant.

"That's really a headache. The more successful your pirate business becomes, the busier our navy will be!"

"I should have killed you all."

No sooner had the Warring States period finished speaking than a voice came from the corridor.

"After listening to so much nonsense, I'm starting to wonder if I've come to the wrong place. If the Seven Warlords of the Sea and the Navy are still at odds, then this roundtable meeting is pointless!"

The appearance of this figure surprised everyone present.

"No way, no way, even the person who was least likely to come has come."

Doflamingo was surprised.

Because the person who came was none other than Hawkeye Joracor Mihawk.

"I'm just here to join in the fun and listen in, because I'm a little interested in the pirates we're going to talk about."

As soon as Mihawk finished speaking, his gaze turned to the windowsill.

The others seemed to have already figured it out, but no one called them out.

At that moment, a figure appeared on the windowsill.

"Am I also honored to be here as an observer? I never expected to have the chance to meet so many important people today. If you don't mind, I have a request."

The man who came into view was a man holding a cane, wearing a top hat, and looking like a mime actor. He was Lafitte, who had split up with Blackbeard's group in Mock Town.

"This meeting is to discuss the successor to Crocodile, the former Shichibukai, right? Perhaps I have a good candidate in mind."

"Fufufu~"

"How arrogant! Does anyone know this guy?"

Few people present recognized Lafitte.

"Lafitte was a well-known security officer in the West Sea who was expelled from the country for excessive force during law enforcement."

The naval commander who had been controlled by Doflamingo spoke, his expression somewhat grave.

"That's all ancient history. I came here at great risk to recommend a man to become a Shichibukai. His name is Marshall Teach."

Lafitte got straight to the point, remaining standing on the windowsill without moving.

"Teach?"

"Yes, that is indeed the name of our pirate captain."

"Never even heard of him. This kind of unknown guy can't intimidate other pirates at all."

"Our team has made a foolproof plan for this, please give us a little more time."

"Fufufu, interesting. Let him try it out, Warring States Marshal."

Doflamingo was quite interested, though it's unclear what his motivation was.

"Our pirate crew is called the Blackbeard Pirates. I hope you important figures will remember it well."

the other side.

New world.

"Shanks, what a nostalgic name!"

On the Moby Dick, the world's strongest man's ride, Whitebeard sat in the highest seat, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the unopened envelope in his hand, and then looking down at Rockstar standing in front of him.

His striking red afro was eye-catching, and he wore a red scarf tied around his neck on his shirt, with a long knife at his waist.

"Is this a letter written by the red-haired man himself?"

"Yes, the contents seem to be very important, which is why they told me to deliver it no matter what."

Rockstar spread his hands, swallowed hard. The man in front of him was the strongest man in the world, but his backer was also very powerful, Captain Shanks, who was also one of the Four Emperors.

"That was really hard for you."

"Not at all, I'm just a newcomer to the Red-Haired Pirates, it's only natural." Rockstar was a little embarrassed and awkward in the face of Whitebeard's praise and greeting, but he quickly became flustered and angry because Whitebeard tore the letter to shreds without even reading it.

"Ahhh! What are you doing?"

Looking at the debris scattered all over the ground, Loxda held his head in his hands.

"Kula la~"

"He even sent someone to deliver a message to me. When did that brat become so arrogant?"

"Go back and tell him that if he has something to say, he should come to me in person with some wine!"

Chapter 197 [Unifying the Underworld for Eternity (Love Has Become a Sigh +1)]

Windless zone.

Vast and boundless, without the slightest ripple.

There are many islands here, some of which are rich in resources, and all kinds of extinct creatures can be seen everywhere. Fortunately, the bottom of the Death Ship is equipped with sea stone, otherwise it would be attacked by sea kings at any time.

I don't know how the doldrums formed; the climate is just too peculiar.

I wandered around for a few days.

They've eaten quite a few sea monsters and found some strange minerals, but overall they haven't gained much; they haven't even found a trace of Amazon Lily.

Hermes, too lazy to wander around any longer, decided to stop.

"Boss, where do we go next?"

Leave the doldrums.

Guyram and Hermes stood at the bow of the skull ship, while the others were busy with their own things—some were training, some were sleeping, and some were cooking—none of them were bored.

"Go to the Sky Island and move the gold!"

Since the beginning of the Great Rise era, there have been a large number of naval hunters around the world who specialize in hunting down naval personnel and then exchanging the bounties with the Monarch organization.

Numerous calls have been coming in lately, so Hermes needs to resolve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise the Monarchy's credibility will be in crisis.

The Monarchy is just a small organization with few members and no real system, unlike the Navy, which is large and has bases on various islands. To solve this problem, the Monarchy needs a stable territory and a solid foundation of power.

This is quite a problem.

However, Hermes had already come up with a solution: to cooperate with the World Economic Society, also known as the underground kingpin Morgans, and use their influence to maintain the "bounty navy" operation.

In fact, if Hermes wanted to, he could have swallowed up all the powers and kingdoms on the sea. Powerful military force is the foundation of all plunder.

But it's not necessary.

Because the Imperial Organization is not currently suited to having a specific territory, otherwise it will face a full-scale attack from the Navy. The most effective and annoying tactic is guerrilla warfare. As long as they are homeless, the Navy will not be able to easily encircle them.

the other side.

While Hermes was wandering around the Calm Belt, the Straw Hat Pirates had already finished the Skypiea scenario, and even almost finished the Enies Lobby scenario.

Despite Hermes having destroyed Enies Lobby and forcibly taken Lucky and Bruno, what was bound to happen still happened.

In the city of seven waters.

Robin voluntarily left with Kalifa and the others, and then the Straw Hat crew embarked on a journey to rescue Robin. Everyone who was supposed to participate did, such as Franky and Iceberg.

This time, however, Lucci and Bruno were missing, and Kalifa and Kaku hadn't become Devil Fruit users, so the Straw Hat Pirates made their way through smoothly and rescued Robin almost without any obstacles.

It is currently undergoing renovations in Water City.

That night.

The Milky Way seemed to be falling from the sky; it was a rare and beautiful day.

World Economic News Agency headquarters.

The president's office was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. A fat, humanoid albatross grinned comically as it looked at the projected image in mid-air.

There were also several key members of the news agency nearby.

For example, Faraday.