Mariejois, Holy Land.
Once again, the Five Elders convened.
With a heavy expression, Saint Neilboro spoke, “I have both good news and bad news. The good news is that the Gluttonous King, Massas Garulin, who had retired for 15 years, suddenly appeared at Happy Street and met with Figo.”
The other four elders stared at him blankly.
He paused, then continued, “The bad news is that they didn’t clash. Figo even treated him to some barbecue, and they seemed to get along well.”
Saint Laio La fell silent for a moment, then simply got up and left the room. The others exchanged glances and followed suit, shaking their heads.
The next morning, Neilboro called another meeting, “I have some news… though I’m not sure if it’s good or bad. The Rocks Pirates have not yet arrived at Happy Street, but the remaining four of the Six Kings have somehow gotten wind of the situation and arrived even before Rocks!
Moreover, it seems that the four of them have already completed their negotiations and formed an alliance. The once-mighty pirate crews are now united!”
“What? They went too?” Three of the elders looked slightly shocked.
Laio La, however, suddenly laughed and leaned back in his chair, his expression turning cold and sinister, “Figo, Chakamos, and Teikotampus Saint, Rocks, and the Four Kings? More than half of the world’s strongest figures gathered together, what a spectacle.”
“Yes, what a spectacle! A spectacle! A spectacle!”
With each repetition, his expression grew more twisted and fierce.
The other four elders recoiled slightly.
They were terrified.
Meanwhile, at Happy Street.
Since yesterday, after recognizing the legendary Gluttonous King talking with Figo, Bakkin had been involuntarily trembling with fear every time she saw Figo.
Today was the day of the dessert feast. With the Jail BBQ closed, she stiffly followed behind the eager and excited Linlin and Figo.
“Bakkin,” Figo suddenly called her.
“Ah!” She jumped, nearly wetting her pants, “Yes, what can I do for you?”
“Stay here and watch the shop. Be careful today, and try to stay alive. Don’t think about running away; staying here might give you a chance to live. If you try to run, you’re dead,” Figo said.
Bakkin’s face turned pale, “Understood…”
Linlin looked confused, “Bakkin-sister isn’t coming with us to eat desserts?”
“She can’t. Look at her small frame; she wouldn’t be able to eat much. Today is a competition of who can eat the most. She wouldn’t even get through the door.”
“Is that so?” Linlin nodded, sympathetically looking at Bakkin’s small stature, then happily took Figo’s hand and walked away.
The dessert feast was being held in a large square outside the food street. The area had been walled off, with only a large gate guarded by two rows of Happy Street guards.
The outer area was already crowded, with pirates complaining, “What’s with this? You have to eat 100 caramel tarts just to get in?”
“I could eat that many, but I wouldn’t be able to eat anything else afterward. What’s the point of a dessert feast then…”
“Hey, look at that guy, he finished them!”
“Oh! Impressive…”
Listening to the voices, Linlin’s big face showed some nervousness. She wondered if she shouldn’t have eaten Figo’s barbecue yesterday. It wasn’t until Figo led her through the crowd that she broke into a smile.
A pile of caramel tarts, three meters high on each small cart… Was that all?
“Is it true that if I finish these, I can go in?” She asked the guard in charge of the entry test expectantly.
The guard was a bit nervous, “That’s correct.”
“Figo Grandpa, then Linlin…” Linlin turned and looked up, breaking into a smile, “Grandpa Fat, you’re here too!”
“Yes, Linlin.” The Gluttonous King stood beside Figo and Linlin, smiling, “Shall we go in together?”
Figo nodded in agreement.
Linlin: “Alright!”
The three of them each stood by a cart. Linlin eagerly reached out, grabbing tart after tart and stuffing them into her mouth, her eyes squinting in happiness.
“Hey, look at that girl…”
“So impressive, at her age…”
“Isn’t that the guy from the barbecue shop… Oh, the one with the miraculous escape trick!”
“That fat old man looks familiar?”
Compared to Linlin, Figo and the Gluttonous King ate more gracefully, though they too quickly devoured tart after tart.
“I’m not particularly fond of sweets; I prefer meat,” Figo said.
“Sweets bring the most happiness,” the Gluttonous King retorted, then sighed, “Generations of pirates have changed. Only 15 years have passed, yet the newcomers hardly recognize me.”
“Those who recognize you are in my place.”
“Zebrus?”
“Died a few years ago.”
“Yes, he was 10 years older than me. If he were alive, he’d be 100 by now.” The Gluttonous King felt a tinge of sorrow at another old friend’s death. “By the way, why is it so lively today?”
“I didn’t quite expect it either.”
Figo asked, “Are there many people? I’m not very skilled with Observation Haki. It’s too noisy to listen to many people, so I usually don’t bother.”
His brow furrowed, and his Observation Haki spread out, instantly covering the entire Happy Street island and extending into the sea!
“Oh, it’s indeed very lively.”
Observation Haki: 202109
Level 5, Peak of Observation Haki!
At Happy Street Port, the Four Kings of the New World, with their respective lieutenants, disembarked together. Three men and one woman, all exuding a powerful oppressive force, causing nearby pirates to flee in fear.
A seductive woman with two black oil stripes on her face, standing three meters tall, grabbed a guard by the collar and lifted him up, “Where is Emma (Queen of Happy Street)? Hosting a banquet?”
“Humph, don’t bully a small fry,” said another with a cold snort, “Let’s go find her directly.”
On the other side of the island, the large ship of the Rocks Pirates was sailing towards Happy Street.
“Captain, we’re almost there. The banquet should be starting. Why didn’t we let Shiki fly us over?”
Rocks looked at the blue-haired youth beside him.
Krixi smiled, “Everyone should be cautious and not reveal Shiki’s ability too early! If things go south, his hidden flight ability could be our ace to save us!”
“Oh, here we go again!”
“Our dear vice-captain!”
Farther away, a silver-white small boat was drifting on the sea.
There were only two men on the boat. One was nearly three meters tall, wearing a Justice cloak, with long silver-white hair, looking around 40 years old, handsome and dashing.
The other, also in his forties, had a stern face, bald head, wearing a white samurai robe, wooden clogs on his feet, and a katana over a meter long at his waist, named: Kitetsu!
They were Admiral Silverfoot Chakamos and the current Commander of the Divine Army, Teikotampus Saint!
Teikotampus Saint held a golden Den Den Mushi, from which the voice of the Five Elders could be heard, “Do not land on the island for now.
“Silverfoot, after the battle breaks out on the island, evaluate the situation before intervening. Provide a battlefield for them but don’t get too involved. Keep a close eye on Figo’s actions!”
“Additionally, the situation on the island is completely out of control. Anything could happen, and no one can predict it. Prioritize your own safety…”
“No!” another voice interrupted through the Den Den Mushi, “The primary objective is to kill Gaston Figo! Kill him!”
“Laio La Saint, calm down!”
“Calm down!”
After a bout of noise, the Den Den Mushi was hung up.
Teikotampus Saint was silent for a moment, then threw the Den Den Mushi on the boat, thinking, ‘The past two generations of the Five Elders have been a disgrace to the World Government!’
“Silverfoot, follow my instructions from now on.”
Chakamos responded, “Understood, Teikotampus Saint. This time, I might get to see the battle of the world’s strongest. I’ve always been curious about him since it’s always been Steel Bone chasing him.”
“The world’s strongest?” As the strongest recognized among the past Commanders of the Divine Army, Teikotampus Saint didn’t acknowledge Figo’s title as the strongest!
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