Pirate: Vice-Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates

At this time, on the naval warship, naval soldiers were reporting to the Warring States Period.

"Lieutenant General Sengoku, we have successfully thrown away that pirate ship."

Warring States nodded with satisfaction: "Well done."

However, Sengoku didn't know that the pirate ship had actually been following them, but it had been following them from a distance and they hadn't noticed it.

In the blink of an eye it will be two days later.

Marco, who was observing from a distance with a telescope, suddenly shouted: "Stop, stop, those navy stopped!"

On the Grand Master's chair, Larson looked at Planck in the distance and asked, "What's ahead?"

Gangplank hurriedly took out the map he had bought at [-] Baileys on the island and looked at it: "The front seems to be the Kingdom of Alata."

never heard of that.

Larson raised his eyebrows and murmured: "What are these navy doing all the way here?"

"No matter what he is doing, let's go over and take a look and we will find out." Whitebeard took a swig of wine.

Larson did not speak, but looked at Marco with a smile.

At this moment, Marco suddenly had an unknown premonition in his heart.

He asked warily: "What are you going to do?"

Larson said with a smile: "Kid, go to the island to find out the purpose of those navy."

Marco's Phoenix Fruit has the ability to fly, so he is the perfect person to find out the information.

Whitebeard glanced at the navy ship in the distance, thought for a while, and still didn't speak.

Although he was worried that Marco might be in danger, because of what Larson had said before, he also understood that Marco must face some danger.

Marco raised his head: "Okay!"

As he spoke, the cyan flame of the burner on his body turned into a pair of wings, and he flew into the air towards the island in front of him.

Looking at Marco's disappearing figure, Larson also stood up: "I'll follow you and take a look, I'll leave this place to you."

Of course, he couldn't really let Marco go there alone. What he just said was just for Marco to listen, in order to train Marco.

Larson's Sharingan had already seen Sengoku in the navy. In order to prevent accidents, it was safer for him to follow him.

It can be said that Larson really has good intentions in order to prevent the Whitebeard Pirates from the bad luck in the original work in the future.

Blue flames covered Larson's body. This fruit ability was exactly the same as Marco's just now. Even though he had seen it many times, Whitebeard was still secretly surprised in his heart.

This ability to copy other people's fruits and use them at will is really terrifying.

In an instant, Larson rushed into the sky and disappeared.

Although this ability was copied from the Sharingan, Larson is more proficient in using it than Marco.

In terms of speed, Marco and Larson are not on the same level. This is also because Larson's body is much stronger than Marco.

Looking at the outline of islands in the distance in the sea below, Larson's heartbeat began to accelerate.

This is the first time he has experienced the feeling of flying. How can I put it, it is very exciting and enjoyable!

The Sharingan's ability can only be copied once a day, and the animal-type fruit can only last for 10 minutes at most. In order to make the most of these 10 minutes, Larson increased the speed to the fastest, far away, Larson saw Marco landing on the ground not far from the Navy ship.

He thought for a while, but his body did not fall, but flew towards the center of the island.

Normally speaking, as long as Marco doesn't seek death and keeps a safe distance from the navy, even Sengoku shouldn't be able to catch him.

There is no need to worry about Marco's safety for the time being. Larson wants to know the purpose of these navy coming to this island. So many fleets are dispatched at one time. Larson has only seen this scale in anime only a handful of times. number.

With curiosity, Larson flew over the island to observe, and soon he noticed something was wrong.

He saw that the towns on the island were filled with smoke, the sky was full of noise, and the sounds of fighting were endless.

"Is there a rebellion here?"

Seeing this, Larson immediately understood what the island was about. At this time, he noticed that a navy below was approaching the town. He thought for a moment, controlled his body, and slowly landed not far from those navy. .

On the ground, this naval vanguard team held weapons in their hands and looked around with vigilance.

Suddenly, something moved in front of them, and everyone suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a beast."

The navy breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward.

Before they realized it, one person was missing from their team.

On a branch not far away, the naval soldier looked at Larson in front of him, with despair written on his face.

At this time, his neck was pinched tightly by Larson, making him unable to make a sound at this time.

"Answer my questions carefully, and I can let you go if I'm satisfied."

Larson narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is the purpose of your navy coming to this island?"

As he spoke, Larson loosened his hands a little, allowing the marine to speak.

The navy soldier looked horrified and said: "There is a rebellion happening on this island. We have received a mission to come to this island to put down the rebellion."

Put down the rebellion?

Larson sneered in his heart, could it be as simple as quelling the rebellion if the navy could be sent out to the Warring States Period?

The strength of his hand increased, and for a moment the naval soldier felt a suffocation feeling. He felt the constant loss of life force, and his limbs became weaker and weaker.

Larson let go of his hand again and asked in a cold voice: "I'm giving you one last chance to tell me the true purpose of your navy's coming."

"I...I really...don't know."

Looking at the navy in front of him whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Larson couldn't help but frown.

He didn't believe that a small navy could remain strong in the face of death, which meant that the navy might not have lied to him.

But Larson definitely doesn't believe what the Navy just said, which means that the Flat Top Rebellion is only their superficial mission, and there are more important missions behind the scenes that they, the sailors, don't know about.

"Who is the officer in charge of your mission?"

"Zhan, Warring States Lieutenant General."

"Except for him?"

"He's the only one left."

Larson nodded. If he wanted to know the true purpose of these navy, he would have to follow the Warring States Period.