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  The West Blue: known throughout the world as the stro of the Four Blues!

  This cim wasn't without basis, nor was it mere idle talk.

  On the surface, various tries in the West Blue more or less sponsored obscure Pirate groups, using them to plunder resources ah.

  Among them, the Kano try's famed Happo Navy was iy, a Pirate crew. Its current leader was Don jao, with a bounty exceeding 500 million, and has the "queror's Haki," a power found in only one in several million!

  However, five or six years ago, he was defeated by the Marine Hero, "Iron Fist" Garp, in a single punch. Garp fttened jao's prized, drill-shaped head. From then on, jao had faded into obscurity, dedig himself to training the geion.

  These were just the things on the surface.

  In the shadows, various Mafia families operated with impunity.

  The most famous among them were the Four Families of the West!

  e Bege was still young and hadn't yet unified his forces. He couldn't yet cim the title of Leader of the Fifth Mafia family.

  Such a chaotidscape naturally gave rise to wless individuals.

  Therefore, the West Blue was called the stro sea, and no one disputed it.

  Although the Marines were incredibly powerful, the New World was in turmoil, with legendary Pirates carving out territories, leaving them with no time to spare and their reach limited. They couldn't trol the chaos in the West Blue, thus f its fierce character.

  As a result, mert ships at sea were rare. Those that did sail were either desigrade ships between tries, protected by warships, or those fident irength of their own escorts, or those risking their lives for profit.

  ...

  On the route to e Bege's headquarters, a mert fleet, flying the fg of a certain family, was surrounded by Pirates.

  The mert fleet's highly-paid guards had already drawn their swords, fag off against the Pirates. A bloody csh was immi if iations failed.

  Ihe mert ship, the corpulent mert wiped away his greasy sweat with a white handkerchief, anxiously awaiting the oute of the iatioween the guards and the Pirates.

  After all, to do business iively chaotic West Blue, one needed es. He naturally khat most of these Pirates were sent by other tries or Mafia families to plunder wealth.

  If a peaceful passage could be secured at a minimal cost, it would be both sides. If iations failed and a fight broke out, no one wao see that.

  Training loyal guards was very difficult!

  "O Fursten—Why has the 'toll' increased so much? Last time it was only 500,000 Belly. Now it's increased tenfold, to 5 million? Are y to break the rules?"

  The leader of the mert fleet's guards was a burly man, standing three meters tall, with a full beard. He was furious, rebuking the Pirate leader blog their way.

  If he wasn't afraid of casualties among his men, the guard leader would have ordered a b a to teach them a lesson. They were all making a living at sea. Why make things so difficult?

  "Hahahahaha! Today, you'll pay, whether you want to or not!" The Pirate leader surrounding the mert ship was of average height, his face reddened from years of exposure to the sea wind. His bare torso was covered in various scars, a frightening sight.

  "The owner of this sea ne has just ged. It's now uhe leadership of Boss e Bege. If you're not happy, e and fight!"

  "Fight!!"

  "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  The Pirates on the Pirate ship, or those swimming in the sea, immediately roared in unison. Their eyes shoh bloodlust.

  "e Bege? That young upstart who hopes to bee the fifth Mafia family in the West Blue?" The guard leader's heart sank. He immediately felt that things were going to get messy.

  Usually, the leaders of these underworld forces, in order to quickly spread their name, o be ruthless. This was an unwritten rule, known to almost everyone who operated in the West Blue.

  In short, it was to establish their domio let people know they were not to be trifled with.

  "Haha, it turns out that e Bege's forces have takehis sea ne. gratutions!" The obese mert ship owner emerged from behind the guard leader, a forced smile on his face. "This small sum will be my gift to Boss Bege for his assion!"

  With that, a guard immediately brought over a box. When it ened, it revealed stacks of Belly, fresh from the press, totalily five million!

  The guard leader took the box, closed it forcefully, and with a burst of strength, threw it towards the Pirate ship a hundred yards away.

  "Oh? fat pig, you're pretty sensible, aren't you?" The Pirate leader, O Fursten, said in surprise, catg the box and quickly opening it, ting the moo firm it was all there.

  "Alright! Seeing as you're cooperative, we'll let you pass!!"

  He waved his hand, and the Pirate ships made way for a passage just wide enough for the mert fleet to pass through.

  Just as the mert fleet was about to set sail, a small boat approached, propelled by the wind. The Pirate on board shouted loudly.

  "Captain, another ship is ing from behind!"

  "Oh??"

  The Pirate leader, O Fursten, looked towards the distant sea. He indeed saw a ship advang rapidly with the wind. It would likely reach them ihan two minutes.

  ...

  The approag ship wasn't rge, but its speed was incredibly fast, clearly not an ordinary vessel.

  O Fursten had good eyesight. He instantly reized it as a deissioned Marine warship that had been modified. Because of its heavy weight, it sat low ier, but that didn't affect its sailing at all.

  At the bow of this ship stood two figures, a man and a woman, both young, seemingly not even adults.

  Suddenly...

  O Fursten shuddered, his eyes bulging. His hands arembled slightly, as if a gentle sea breeze could knock him over.

  He reized who it was!

  The woman was the former princess of the Mafia before e Bege took over, Aurora, the precious daughter of his former boss.

  The one who made him shudder wasn't Aurora, but the ure, the oanding beside Aurora, standing tall and proud in the sea breeze.

  Three ho, a rumor had spread from Elbak Isnd.

  Aurora had appeared with a Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit user. He had killed e Bege's trusted subordinate, Gotti, with a sirike.

  Den Den Mushi were incredibly ve for unication. And for people like them, who lived on the edge, information was as vital as their lives!

  Logia-type Devil Fruits were symbols of invincibility in the Four Blues! What could be used to fight against that?

  O Fursten, though a Pirate leader, was not very strong. He could only py games in a er of the West Blue. But his keen eye and intuition had allowed him to escape death tless times, so he trusted his instincts implicitly...

  Staying here would put his life in danger!

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