Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

"Marco, hey, Marco~!"

Marco, who was sitting on the fence and reading the newspaper in a daze, was suddenly awakened by a hand on his shoulder.

He turned around warily and relaxed suddenly after seeing a familiar face.

What followed was confusion: "Lakyo? Do you have something to do with me yoi~?"

Lakyo glanced at the newspaper spread out on his knees, sighed suddenly, pointed back with his thumb, and said helplessly: "It's not me, it's dad who is looking for you."

Dad?

Marco quickly rolled up the newspaper on his knees and held it in his hands, turned around and jumped off the fence easily.

He put one hand in his pocket and gave Lakyo a lazy and careless smile with drooping eyebrows. He waved his hand back casually without looking back: "Yo Xi~ Then I'll go to dad's place and have a look."

Whitebeard, who has been sailing on the sea as the Four Emperors for many years, has long lost the high-spiritedness of his youth.

But this does not mean that he has become an old man whose energy has been worn away by time and who is surrounded by many sons and spends his old age in one place.

At this moment, the man sitting in the center of the outer deck of the Moby Dick was still as tall and majestic as a hill, and he was domineering.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be that the sword was sheathed.

Although it conceals the edge, it gives people a thick and restrained sense of danger.

However, with such a 'peerless sword', White Beard, who is known as 'the strongest man in the world', when his eyes that have experienced the baptism of years look at his son who is walking towards him, the heavy and restrained Ling Ran is domineering quickly. He restrained himself and slowly raised the corners of his mouth under his iconic white crescent beard, instantly transforming into an old man with only kindness in his eyes.

Whitebeard stopped drinking and glanced down at his son who was walking forward.

Marco stood not far from Whitebeard, raised his hand, and said hello with a smile on his lips: "Hey, Dad, I heard that you have something to do with me?"

The group of captains sitting not far away from them who were drinking and fist-fighting looked back when they heard the noise.

Then he turned back to drinking while laughing.

On the other hand, Izo, who was leaning on the fence in the central area of ​​the circle, looked up at Marco and his father. Bista, who was beside him, asked him what was wrong, then looked away and continued to discuss new enemy moves with Bista.

Whitebeard glanced at the newspaper in Marco's hand lightly, and completely put down the wine gourd in his hand.

The wine gourd as tall as a person fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Marco looked over and couldn't help but frown slowly after seeing the wine gourd.

However, just when he was about to say something, Whitebeard's deep voice suddenly came: "I heard that you have been paying attention to that girl's situation recently."

The words he was about to say were interrupted instantly. Marco thought about it and swallowed the words of 'teaching a lesson'.

But when it came to 'that girl', Marco couldn't help but froze.

Whitebeard raised his eyebrows: "What? Isn't it?"

Marco:…

Facing his father's teasing expression, Marco couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Then he sighed helplessly and smiled weakly: "Dad, you also know that not only there, but all the information needs to be handled by me."

Sometimes Marco really feels that this family cannot live without him.

After all, he is not only the ship's doctor and the captain of the first team, but also in charge of the financial power of the entire ship. He is also responsible for organizing, collecting intelligence, and allocating tasks to each team.

It can be said that Marco's contribution to the Whitebeard Pirates can be seen just by the dark circles on his face.

He suddenly became serious: "The sudden actions of the Roger Pirates almost disrupted the structure of the entire new world."

Marco began to count in detail: "Not to mention the series of troubles caused by the sudden undercurrent of the underground world that has been dormant for many years, even the sudden and rapid expansion of the nations has also caused quite a stir, not to mention an ambitious guy like Kaido. …”

However, before he could finish explaining the clear details of the regulations, his father raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Okay, no need to say more."

——Why are you telling me about these intelligence matters? I don’t want to understand this!

Whitebeard's vision drifted for a moment, then he suddenly grinned and leaned forward in front of his son: "Let those guys in Rayleigh do whatever they want."

Marco frowned: "But dad, it is precisely because of those guys that our island..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again: "What are you afraid of? Aren't there others to handle it?"

Marco:…

Marco suddenly stopped talking.

Although using words like 'suspicious' was disrespectful to his father, he always felt that his father today was... strange.

So he raised his eyes and began to examine the expression on his father's face.

Feeling guilty, Whitebeard quietly looked away and asked the aircraft head aside for help.

Planehead Sachi understands instantly!

He stepped forward and put his arms around Marco's shoulders. He slapped Marco's shoulders and back vigorously while showing a distressed expression: "Why don't you understand?"

Marco staggered under the hug, and barely managed to stand still when Sachi said, "Dad is worried about you~"

Marco:...?

Sachi straightened his brother, patted his shoulders with his big hands, and said righteously: "Dad knows how lucky you are, Marco..."

Seeing Sachi and his father's abnormal behavior together, Marco went from being 'suspicious' at the beginning to gradually calming down.

Sachi raised an eyebrow in front of him: "So...?"

Sa Qi just gave me a step and walked down: "So of course I'm giving you a day off!"

He continued the good relationship between the two brothers and put his arm around Marco's shoulders again, grinning at Whitebeard and asking for confirmation: "Right, dad?"

Whitebeard coughed lightly and nodded seriously: "Thatch is right, Marco, it's time for you to go out for a walk!"

Marco, who was not slow at all and knew that the two were acting, showed his dead eyes.

He complained rudely: "Hey, hey, it's too obvious, isn't it yoi~?"

"And Dad, what do you mean by 'it's time to go out for a walk'? Our adventures over the years have almost turned the whole world around, right?"

Sachi's eyes twitched and he quickly intervened in the conversation: "Is it the same to spin with dad or spin by yourself?"

Marco looked at him speechlessly, his expression seemed to say, 'What's not the same? ’

Sachi's face froze with laughter. He chose not to argue with the clever captain of the first team, and quickly raised his head and shouted "Jozi".

Jozi, who was drinking with the captains, raised his head with a sound, blinked and looked at Sachi in confusion.

Thatch winked at Jozi and pushed Marco toward the side of the boat.

Marco was pushed so confused that he turned around with difficulty and asked him what he wanted to do. He heard Sachi shout loudly: "Stop working overtime all day long to deal with those things. Since dad has already told you to go out and take a look around, If you want to go around, then go out for a walk. I think the paradise side is good."

By the time he spoke, he had already reached the side of the ship.

Marco glanced at the sea subconsciously.

At noon, the sea surface of the New World is covered with dazzling sunlight. The crashing of the waves and the low-flying calls of seagulls are heard. It is a rare good weather to bask in the sun and relax.

However, Jozi, who left and came back at some point, was holding a bag in his hand. When Marco heard the sound and looked over, he suddenly smiled and pushed the bag into his arms.

The tall man smiled naively, not hiding his joy at all: "It's so fun, remember to bring back specialties."

Marco was shocked:...

"Hey, Marco~Look here~"

Although Marco had a lot of questions and was waiting to be confirmed, he still subconsciously looked at the sea below after hearing the sound.

I saw Halta standing on his beloved pineapple-shaped boat, waving happily in his direction.

Harta: "I have prepared the departure ship for you. Come down quickly."

Marco:…

Suddenly I felt like I was being lifted up.

Before he could even say "Wait a minute", he was neatly thrown off the Moby Dick.

The man who transformed into a phoenix had just stepped onto the pineapple boat when he turned around and roared: "You guys..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the group of brothers who had known each other day and night standing in rows on the side of the ship, holding small handkerchiefs and crying goodbye to him with tears in their noses.

"Marco, have a safe trip."

"Remember to have fun, your happiness is the most important thing."

"We'll wait for you to come back."

"You are not young anymore. Remember to find a partner to bring back."

"We don't mind even if we bring daddy a grandson!"

"Brother, come on, for the sake of lifelong happiness, it doesn't matter if you don't come back for one year, no, three years."

Under the exaggerated farewell expression, someone whispered to the people around him: "Hey, is this really possible? Although the Phoenix Fruit is very rare, what if I get killed by those monsters?"

Someone whispered and pushed back: "Are you stupid? Can Dad put Marco in danger? Just wait. After Marco leaves, Dad will definitely let us follow him."

Someone next to me interjected into the conversation, eyes gleaming with excitement: "Oh oh oh, Beihai~. How many years has it been since the New World came out? I'm really looking forward to going there."

Marco on the boat:…

It's hard, the fist is hard.

*

The actions on Whitebeard's side are unknown to the Roger Pirates.

At this moment, Roger, who heard that the red-haired pirates broke through the naval encirclement, was looking up and laughing.

"Hahahaha~, that boy is pretty good~ he was able to escape from the general's roundup."

Seeing the boss's proud look of saying, "My son has just grown up," Jabba didn't want to pour cold water on him, but he still said: "Hey, boss, it's really a good thing that the kid doesn't need our support, but accordingly We also don’t know their escape direction and destination.”

Momola on the side spread her hands helplessly and said with a smile: "What's more, compared to over there, we are also in big trouble now!"

Responding to the situation, a shout came from the lookout: "Boss, Garp is catching up again."

When Roger heard this, he immediately became energetic, and then he was held down by Rayleigh.

With a smile on his lips, Rayleigh shook his head helplessly at Roger: "Don't forget that you are a dead person now. Even if you are Garp, don't expose your identity easily."

Roger frowned, as if he heard it, but also as if he didn't.

At this time, Lu Jiu on the side suddenly chuckled and comforted her husband in a "gentle" way: "Just listen to Mr. Reilly, and don't cause trouble to everyone, Roger~"

At that moment, Roger felt all the hairs on his body stand up.

The strong desire to survive made the man who had always been willful nodded desperately: "Ah, well, yes, Lujiu, you are right."

Lu Jiu took her husband's hand and involuntarily dragged him into the cabin under the watchful eyes of a group of people watching the excitement.

Roger:…

What else could Roger do?

If you don’t want to drink the northwest wind on the deck at night, you must listen to your wife.

The most uncontrollable factor on the ship was 'under control', and Reilly breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and asked Jabba to throw off Garp's pursuit, while he sat on the ground and spread out a sea chart on the deck.

Pointing at a certain location on the chart, he spoke in a low and determined tone to Elio and the others who were approaching him: "Don't worry about Shanks's thoughts for the time being. If it's Ben Beckman..."

He pondered for a moment, then gently slid his fingers on the chart, finally landing on a certain island: "They should come here."

Elio rubbed his chin: "The Kingdom of Ashbria, one of the participating countries?"

He looked at Reilly and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Rayleigh's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled calmly: "Because if you want to completely escape the pursuit of the navy..." He pointed his finger hard at the island where the Kingdom of Ashbria is located: "The only chance is here."