Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

"Hey, Whitebeard, are you planning to sacrifice yourself with this arrangement? Get lost, who am I going to ask for benefits if you die?"

go!"

The white-bearded man looked guilty!

"I'm sorry, Wendell Wycliffe, but I won't let you do this for nothing. After you get out, go find Marco; Marco knows where I've hidden a treasure."

Then he turned to Roger with a serious expression and said, "Roger, of all my sons, the one I worry about the most is little Marco."

If it doesn't interfere with your work, could you please look after little Marco?

Looking at the earnest-looking Whitebeard, Roger sensed the entrustment Whitebeard was carrying on his legacy.

Although Whitebeard and Roger's crew were both pirates on the high seas, they had fought each other.

However, when faced with life and death, many unimportant opinions are set aside.

Entrusting one's orphan to one's opponent is the highest form of recognition for both oneself and one's opponent.

Roger couldn't help but wonder, if one day he were to entrust his child to someone, who would he choose?

Zeff and Garp from the Navy? Or Charlotte Linlin, who is also a pirate, or Wendell Wycliffe on his body?

Roger suddenly smiled. He hadn't achieved his goal yet, he didn't even have a wife, so how could he be talking about a shill?

Roger and Ridley accepted it readily.

Although Wendell Wycliffe looked displeased and was inwardly resentful, he refrained from further mockery since the Whitebeard had already made such a gesture.

"Newgate, since we're not going to gain any advantage this time, let's think about retreating."

Roger's words made the two people present nod in agreement.

The white-bearded man said with a wry smile:

"Roger, it's not that easy."

The navy has now essentially surrounded us. The reason they've been launching continuous attacks these past few days is simply to wear down our strength and eventually trap me in this area.

A resolute glint flashed in the white-bearded man's eyes before he spoke again:

"Kaido will help us break through the outer naval blockade, and I've also contacted Charlotte Linlin."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll hold off Garp and Sengoku, then you can retreat from here under Charlotte Linlin's cover."

Raleigh and Rayleigh nodded, only Wendell Wycliffe was a little confused!

"Hey, Whitebeard, are you planning to sacrifice yourself with this arrangement? Get lost! Who am I going to ask for benefits if you die?!"

The white-bearded man looked guilty.

"I'm sorry, Wendell Wycliffe, but I won't let you do this for nothing. After you get out, go find Marco. Marco knows where I have a lot of treasure."

Then he turned his head and looked at Roger with a serious expression;

"Roger, of all my sons, the one I worry about the most is little Marco."

If it doesn't interfere with your work, could you please look after little Marco?

Looking at the earnest-looking Whitebeard, Roger sensed the entrustment Whitebeard was carrying on his legacy.

Although Whitebeard and Roger's crew were both pirates on the high seas, they had fought each other.

However, when faced with life and death, many unimportant opinions are set aside.

Entrusting one's orphan to one's opponent is the highest form of recognition for both oneself and one's opponent.

Roger couldn't help but wonder, if one day he were to entrust his child to someone, who would he choose?

Zeff and Garp from the Navy? Or Charlotte Linlin, who is also a pirate, or Wendell Wycliffe on his body?

Roger suddenly smiled. He hadn't achieved his goal yet, and he didn't even have a wife. How could he be talking about entrusting his children to someone else?

No problem, Newgate. I'll ask Marco after we get out. If he's willing, he can be an intern on our ship first, and then go out and explore when he's strong enough.