Chapter 186: Beasts Pirates Gradually In The Spotlight
“Hey! You brat…”
“Marco, don’t start trouble now.”
Seeing blue flames already starting to emerge from Marco’s body, Waidi Bei immediately reached out to stop him.
“But…”
“Did you forget how you promised the old man before leaving?”
“…”
“Tch… I got it, Waidi sis.”
Although Whitebeard agreed to let Marco and the others attend the ceremony, he specifically instructed the three before departure to obey Waidi Bei’s orders and not cause trouble until the ceremony ended.
After all, face is mutual; you can’t cause trouble at someone else’s important ceremony on one hand and expect them to watch over your brat on the other.
Ultimately, his point was to borrow Big Mom’s power to prevent the situation from escalating uncontrollably, just like needing an adult to watch over kids fighting.
As old acquaintances who had been on the same ship, they had this tacit understanding.
“Tch~ Little Red Hair, don’t leave after the ceremony!”
“Heh~ What a third-rate elementary school provocation.”
“Last time you were beaten like a dead dog, and you had to rely on your overprotective old man to step in and settle the score.”
“This time, why don’t you just go through the motions and head home to cry to your white nose hair old man~”
Aoxi glanced lightly at him, then shifted her gaze away as if losing interest, seemingly completely disdainful of these defeated foes.
“You!”*3
Now not only Marco, but even the more steady-tempered Jozu and Vista were getting heated.
Aoxi always easily found others’ sore spots and rolled around on them.
“Well~ well~ everyone from the Whitebeard Pirates, forgive my tardiness. First, let me offer my sincere apologies.”
Seeing the atmosphere about to spiral out of control, our firefighter Perospero finally arrived late.
He directly built a candy screen to separate the two groups, then gave a look to the pirate who had just reported the news to continue escorting them to the hotel, while he went to Marco and the others to pacify their emotions.
Compared to the more approachable escorts like La on the Beasts side, the Whitebeard Pirates side seemed full of hot-headed young guys who needed his personal attention.
“Everyone, this is the Whole Cake Island’s founding ceremony. Please give our Big Mom Pirates some face—can you hold off on settling this conflict until everything is over?”
“After all, our mama and your captain are old acquaintances.”
Perospero’s words were a mix of soft and hard, so even though Marco and the others wanted to trouble Aoxi right then, they had to hold back for now.
“Sorry for the trouble.”
As the leader, Waidi Bei smoothly took the out. Among those present, she was the one who stayed clearest-headed, not getting riled up by Aoxi’s few words like the others.
She always kept Whitebeard’s instructions in mind.
“Marco, Jozu, Biste, let’s go already.”
“Tch~ Got it, Waidi sis.”
“Mm.”
“Well~ let’s do it this way for now. Dealing with that thorny rose can wait until after the ceremony.”
…
“Roar~ I didn’t expect the Whitebeard Pirates to have clashed with the Beasts Pirates…”
“And it looks like the Beasts Pirates had the upper hand~”
Back in his suite, Morgans was watching footage broadcast via broadcast Den Den Mushi from a subordinate disguised as a chimney.
Unlike the obvious shutter sound of a picture Den Den Mushi, this thing was like a camera—very quiet and discreet.
And even if discovered, it didn’t matter; basically all major factions installed these in their territories. It was the most ordinary surveillance equipment, nothing to make a fuss about.
Of course, in the past, this kind of work in the Whole Cake Island would have been handled by Homies, and such sneaky filming would have been spotted immediately.
But today there was a special situation…
When he saw the tense atmosphere between the two sides, he slammed the table, startling the broadcast Den Den Mushi and causing the footage to stutter.
“Such a major event, and I didn’t hear a whisper!”
“This is, this is… this is—gross negligence!!!”
Morgans gnawed on his handkerchief, mentally cursing the subordinates responsible for gathering news in the Beasts Pirates’ territory and Whitebeard’s territory.
Such a major event, and not a single report back to headquarters—they must be immediately and directly kicked to the logistics department to clean toilets upon return!
“Damn, damn, damn! Missing the first clash between the Whitebeard Pirates and the Beasts Pirates!”
“What exactly happened back then? I want to know! I want the whole world to know!”
‘Friction between new and old overlords, the biting of Rocks’ fangs!’
Morgans could already imagine the expressions on people’s faces across the sea when they saw such a headline.
Sure, the World Government might force the erasure of that man’s name, but who cares!
Eyeballs are king in the news business!!!
Just as Morgans ordered all hidden reporters to focus on the movements of the Beasts Pirates and Whitebeard crews, other factions on the island were also restless.
…
“Hm? You say the Beasts Pirates and Whitebeard people almost clashed?”
Flying Pirates executive Hainar listened to his subordinate’s report, stroking his chin with interest.
Since ending cooperation with that Beasts Pirates group, various troubles had kept him from paying attention to this emerging pirate crew.
『To think they’ve grown to the point of arm wrestling with a monster like Whitebeard… As expected from those who sailed with Captain Shiki.』
『These guys really aren’t simple…』
Thinking this, Hainar took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed Shiki’s number.
…
Click!
Swish—
Click!
In another luxury suite, a man wearing a luxurious fur coat, with slicked-back hair and an expensive cigar in his mouth, was fiddling with a revolver pistol.
But clearly, the revolver in the man’s hand wasn’t produced by the Beasts Pirates; it lacked their anti-counterfeit mark.
“Roar roar~ So the Beasts Pirates people have arrived?”
“Bang!”
The man raised the gun and mimicked the sound of firing with his mouth.
After all, this was Big Mom’s territory; he couldn’t be as reckless as usual.
“What a fine gun~ Too bad Vegapunk won’t make weapons, and those guys like Sain are immersed in their own research…”
As the underworld’s king of usury and the major backer of the special tech organization ‘MADS’, he had been funding research by top scientists including Vegapunk.
Looking at the revolver in his hand, which was nearly identical to the original except for the anti-counterfeit mark, Du Field shook his head regretfully. This was something Sain had hastily imitated after seeing the Beasts Pirates’ mark.
According to him, though the design was clever, it wasn’t hard to make; the alloy raw materials were just a bit tricky and needed time to formulate.
And that anti-counterfeit mark—its absence didn’t affect the firearm’s normal use, but the required craftsmanship precision was beyond all current instruments.
In his view, it was the creator warning off would-be imitators.
“Ha~ whatever, that’s not my concern. Caspar should be more anxious than me~”
Every underworld boss had their own trade and usually didn’t encroach on others’ turf.
Like how he said it was a pity, but wouldn’t actually imitate firearms to sell arms—as king of usury, he wouldn’t lead the charge in breaking rules.
Besides, those arms dealers weren’t pushovers…
…
“Beasts Pirates? Those guys are here too?”
“That’s good news.”
A man in a proper white suit was smiling at his trembling assistant nearby.
Though smiling, anyone could feel the undisguised killing intent radiating from him.
“Perfect timing. Let’s use this chance to teach that beast how dangerous it is to casually step into others’ territory.”
“The old man is getting old, starting to play it safe. Cowards don’t survive on this sea.”
“Don’t you think, my dear assistant?”
“Y-yes…”
