The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

The difference in skill level isn't just a gap, it's... like being on completely different levels!

Guern slowly withdrew his fist, strode unhurriedly toward the slumped Perospero, and looked down at him coldly.

"Sorry! You're definitely going to accept this 'gift'."

Chapter 508 Perospero's True Purpose

"Cough cough!!" Perospero clutched his chest, coughing violently, blood seeping from between his fingers.

He then looked up at Gern, who was slowly approaching, and forced a twisted smile, tinged with a deliberately affected sigh.

"Peroli...that's truly...a terrifying ability!" he said, panting.

"No wonder, no wonder Blackbeard Teach stole Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit power..."

After recovering from his serious injuries, he dared to take the initiative to negotiate with his mother... It seems he has already experienced the power to destroy the world...

Gern, who was about to reach out and pick up the "candy gift," paused upon hearing this, his brow furrowing as he crouched down and pressed for an answer.

"Blackbeard...met with Big Mom?" He spoke faster.

"That guy's target should be Wang Zhi, who's based on Pirate Beehive Island. Why is he suddenly looking for Big Mom?"

It was clear that Gern not only knew of Blackbeard's existence, but also knew exactly what his likely targets were in the near future.

Perospero couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but then he understood.

After all, it's not surprising that the navy, with its extensive intelligence network spanning the ocean, would know these things.

So Perospero tried to continue the conversation, attempting to muddy the waters.

"He discussed specifics with my mother about what constituted a private matter, but I don't know anything else, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gern reached out, grabbed his head, and lifted him off the ground!

The sudden force made Perospero's face turn pale, and he was forced to meet Gern's eyes.

“I must say, Perospero, you’re quite clever.” Gern’s voice gradually turned cold, and his tone softened.

"Even in this situation, you still 'casually' bring up Blackbeard's meeting with Big Mom. Are you trying to drag me into your mess?"

"Are you trying to get me involved by having me keep an eye on Blackbeard, or... to use me to deal with him?"

Gern stared at Perospero's trembling pupils, shook his head, as if denying his own earlier guess.

"No, no... it's not that simple."

"As Big Mom's eldest son and Minister of Candy, you knew perfectly well that I had infiltrated Tales of Hollows alone."

From the time I was discovered until now, I haven't seen a single other family member come to my aid..."

At this point, Gern paused, then sneered.

"Heh, that means that you had already made a plan from the moment you discovered that I had stepped onto Candy Island."

You didn't inform anyone else at all, including your mother—Charlotte Linlin!

Perospero's body stiffened slightly.

"And now, the 'Blackbeard' you deliberately brought up is your real purpose."

"Are you worried about Blackbeard? Worried that his collaboration with Big Mom will bring annihilation to Whole Cake Island?"

Seeing that all his scheming and pretense had been ruthlessly peeled away layer by layer by Guern, the feigned panic and pain on Perospero's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there is a sense of relief after being seen through.

A small, strained smile appeared at the corner of her mouth; she no longer tried to hide it.

“You’re right,” he admitted, his voice hoarse. “That Blackbeard guy…I’ve seen him.”

He was neither a hero burdened with morality like Whitebeard, nor a ruthless conqueror like Kaido…

As he spoke, his gaze turned serious, filled with a deep sense of apprehension.

"He is a true 'pirate' who will stop at nothing!"

Greedy, cunning, and utterly shameless!

He and his mother are teaming up with the Big Mom Pirates... they absolutely cannot gain any real benefit; in the end, they will only be devoured by him!

If you try to negotiate with a tiger for its skin, you'll end up being eaten by it.

A near-obsessive light gleamed in Perospero's eyes.

As the eldest son of the Big Mom Pirates, he always believed deep down that, based on his seniority and ability, he was the most suitable successor to this massive pirate crew.

He firmly believed that only under the leadership of his mother, Charlotte Linlin, could the Big Mom Pirates ultimately triumph on this vast sea.

Only Mom can be crowned the true "Pirate King"!

But now, his beliefs are facing a double blow from both inside and outside.

“Mom…she’s so kind.” Perospero’s voice carried a complex emotion, a mixture of awe and a barely perceptible hint of resentment.

"Or rather, she had too much faith in her own abilities and judgment."

Once she decides something is in the best interest of Whole Cake Island, no one can stop her... and now, Blackbeard has clearly offered her something that appeals to her.

“And just when I was at a loss…” After saying that, she looked up at Gern, her eyes filled with expectation.

“You… arrived just in time, Tianzhen.”

"What are the specifics of their collaboration?" Gern ignored his little schemes and went straight to the core question.

Perospero gave a bitter, cold smile and shook his head: "I really don't know."

The details of Mother's decisions, especially those involving private meetings of this level, are known only to her and Blackbeard.

"Otherwise, I..." He hadn't finished speaking.

Without warning, a white sphere radiating terrifying energy instantly materialized on the hand that was gripping his head.

"Well.........!"

Perospero felt a sudden white light before his eyes; all his thoughts and senses were abruptly interrupted, and his mind went completely blank.

Before he could even utter a sound, his body convulsed violently, and he completely lost consciousness. His head lolled to the side, and his whole body went limp.

Gern released his grip, letting the unconscious Perospero slump onto the candy-colored floor like a dead dog. He then shook his hand, his face full of impatience.

"Why are you wasting so much time talking to me...?"

After saying that, he bent down, grabbed the back of Perospero's light yellow long coat with one hand, and dragged him up.

He turned and walked towards the World Center, the Cake Castle.

Perospero's toes left two weak drag marks on the smooth candy-colored floor.

"Sigh, I'll have to go ask that old woman myself."

"But isn't Whole Cake Island in this direction?"

"Forget it, let's just ask along the way..."

Chapter 509 Who is behind this domineering aura?

Whole Cake Island, the absolute core of the Kingdom of Totto Land, and the location of the palace of the Yonko "Big Mom" ​​Charlotte Linlin.

At this moment, the entire island is immersed in a noisy and sweet atmosphere of joy.

To prepare for the grand tea party, the square in front of the castle had already been decorated like a fairytale wonderland.

A dazzling array of food decorations filled the air, and cheerful music resounded through the sky.

Representatives from various distinctive islands, along with some invited "distinguished guests," are enjoying this feast made up of desserts.

Unlike the politically charged tea party surrounding Sanji and Pudding's future marriage, this one was filled with undercurrents and a strong political undertone.

Without specific marriage requirements, Big Mom's tea parties are more like a large-scale "playing house" game where she enjoys her authority and immerses herself in flattery.

Although the fear of middle-aged women's food cravings still lingered, the overall atmosphere was relatively relaxed.

However, compared to the joy in front of the castle, the harbor was filled with a somber atmosphere.

The person in charge of coordinating and receiving the specialty snacks transported from the various islands here was Charlotte Nusterdie, the 12th son of the Charlotte family and Minister of Transport.

And his 13th son, Charlotte Bascardi.

The two cadres stood frozen at the edge of the dock, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, their eyes fixed on the figure slowly approaching.

Around them, dozens of elite soldiers and Homies who were originally responsible for port security and cargo handling had fallen silently to the ground.

There were no screams, no sounds of fierce fighting; it was as if their consciousness had been instantly stripped away by an invisible force.

They collapsed neatly to the ground, clearly having been silently taken down at the same time by an extremely powerful and domineering aura!

The source of all this is, unhurriedly...

We walked step by step from Candy Avenue, which connects to the port.

He wore no coat, only a black shirt that seemed out of place in the sweet surroundings, a knife wrapped in white cloth at his waist, and stood tall with steady steps and an expressionless face.

What shocked Nüsterdi and Baskardi the most was...

In the man's hand, as if dragging a dead dog, was their eldest brother.

Minister of Confectionery Charlotte Perospero!!

Perospero's signature long tongue drooped limply outside, swaying slightly as he was dragged along.

The pale yellow long coat rubbed against the candy-colored floor, making a teeth-grinding rustling sound.

"Snap...tap...snap...tap..."

The sound of Guern's footsteps, mixed with the scraping sound of Perospero's body being dragged, echoed clearly in the deathly silent harbor.

Each strike felt like stepping on the hearts of Nusteldi and Baskardi.

They watched as Gern approached, saw his elder brother lying in his arms like a rag doll, and saw his companions collapsed all around them.

My mind went blank, with only one thought swirling wildly within me.

Did Perospero's brother lose?

Who is this?

Nusteldi and Baskardi watched as Gren dragged their unconscious older brother closer and closer, so they stepped forward as well.

"Stop...stop!" Nusteldi, suppressing his fear, drew his sword sharply from his waist and pointed it tremblingly at Gern.

"Let go of Perospero, brother!"

"This is the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Nations!!"

Bascardi, who was standing nearby, also reacted. He roared, and whether it was a Devil Fruit ability or a racial ability, flames erupted from his hands as he assumed a fighting stance.

"Intruders! Halt immediately!"

Gern's footsteps were perfectly steady, and he didn't even glance at them, continuing to walk forward slowly, dragging Perospero along with him.

A dismissive attitude is more insulting than any words.

"Bastard!" Nusteldi was completely enraged by this contempt, and he gripped his sword with both hands, ready to charge forward.

Bascardi roared and stepped forward.

But, just as their thoughts were forming and their muscles were about to tense up!

"Om!!"

Gern didn't even make any obvious movement, his eyes just narrowed!

An indescribable, terrifying pressure from the depths of his soul erupted from the center of him!

This time, Conqueror's Haki was no longer intangible like when he cleared out the soldiers before; instead, it was condensed into something visible to the naked eye.

The dark purple aura, as solid as a physical substance, spread out in a ring like a shockwave in an instant!

Boom!!!

It wasn't a sound, yet it was more awe-inspiring than any thunder!

The thin clouds that had been floating above the port were instantly wiped away by this pure force of will, leaving no trace and revealing the azure sky!