"Hehe."Momora passed by and grinned as he watched the scene.
"So touching!"Yamato walked by as well, dramatically shedding tears like a waterfall.
streaming down his face.
Whitebeard's lips curled into a smile, and Roger stood with his hands on his hips, grinning broadly.
Everyone who witnessed the scene showed their blessings.
Just then, Reid walked out carrying a pile of documents and happened to see the emotional reunion between mother and daughter.
Reid felt puzzled.
"Hmm? That... Could that be Robin? Her skin is so fair. Back when I watched the anime, Robin at this time had a tanned complexion. What's going on?"
[Nico Robin: Scholar from Ohara, daughter of Nico Olvia, user of the Hana Hana no Mi.]
"Hahahahaha! Brother Reid, this kind of family reunion really is heartwarming,"Teach said as he followed behind Reid, also holding a pile of documents.
"Blackbeard, you like this kind of thing?" Reid asked.
"Blackbeard?" Teach was momentarily stunned.
"Oh, I noticed you have some black beard now, so I just called you that casually."
"Just blurted it out—shouldn't cause any issues," Reid thought to himself.
"Hahahahaha! I like that name! Brother Reid, you just asked if I like this kind of family feeling? I'll tell you—I really like it! Zehahahaha!"
"Yeah, everyone likes it,"Reid said, unaware of the evil, scheming look in Teach's eyes at that moment.
"Yes, I really like it. Like hell I do!"Teach sneered in his heart."Crying, soft, emotional families like this? I can't stand them. In my eyes, only those with power—those who choose to follow me—are my family. I don't care what kind of person they are, what kind of personality, good or evil, doesn't matter. As long as they're strong! Zehahahaha! Hahahahaha!"
Teach laughed maniacally inside. Thinking of his own helpless childhood, seeing the mother-daughter hug before him now only made him feel disgusted and annoyed.
"Stop staring and get moving! We don't have time to waste!"Professor Clover shouted from the side.
"Hey! We're not your subordinates!"Zambell bared his fangs and shouted angrily.
Clover grinned smugly.
"Right now, you're helping to preserve the legacy of human civilization. You should feel proud."
"Robin-chan, all these years, it's been my fault. I wasn't able to fulfill my duty as your mother."
"No, I don't blame you. Just being able to be with you now, I already feel happy."
Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside.
"Is someone inside? Robin?"
"Mom, it's Saul. I'll go take a look."
"Saul? Robin, you know that giant?"
"Mm." Robin nodded and walked out.
"Saul, why are you here?"
"Robin, hurry and warn everyone on the island! The Navy's warships are approaching!"
"Ah..." Robin panicked."Saul, are you serious?"
"Dead serious! Go tell the others quickly!"
At this point, Clover and the others also came out, having heard Saul's warning.
"That was fast,"Roger said as he looked into the distance, wearing a confident expression.
Whitebeard gripped his naginata, Murakumogiri, and grinned.
"Hahahahaha! Their intel is too outdated—they'd never dream that two legendary pirate crews are here."
Marco smirked mischievously.
"Well, since they're here, they'd better not think about leaving. This time, they're not getting away."
"The documents aren't all moved yet—what do we do now?"Professor Clover said anxiously.
"Don't worry, you scholars take your time moving them. We'll go deal with the Navy."Roger said, then slung his sword over his shoulder and swaggered outside.
"Heeheehee, time to beat the Navy senseless! I haven't had a chance to swing my spear in ages,"Yamon chuckled as he followed Roger out.
"Let's go, let's go, hahaha!"Roger's crew all followed along, laughing.
"Let's go too.""Yes, Pops,"Marco grinned as he followed along, somehow pulling out another unpeeled pineapple and munching on it as he walked.
"Time for a fight—can't wait."Rakuyo followed confidently, gripping his chain mace.
"This time, we'll enjoy a good kill, hahaha!"Everyone on Whitebeard's side was all smiles—completely relaxed, clearly not taking the Navy seriously at all.
Meanwhile, on the deck of a ship, CP9 Commander Spandine stood with arms crossed and a twisted grin, clearly annoyed.
"We finally arrived… This really is the edge of the West Blue. What a waste of time."
"Bleh leh bleh leh bleh leh, bleh leh bleh leh bleh leh…"A man with orange hair picked up the Den Den Mushi."Commander, it's a call from Navy HQ. They want confirmation on the current situation."
"Tch. Ignore them. Aren't we the ones actually doing the work? Didn't I already say I'd handle this? We'll contact them once we're on Ohara's coast, alright?"
"But sir, we're already almost there—Ohara is just ahead."The orange-haired man sat on a crate, a bead of sweat forming on his face from helplessness.
Nearby, a cold and aloof man with silver-white hair sat silently with his legs crossed on a sofa at the edge of the ship. His demeanor made the nearby Spandine look more like his subordinate.
"We'll lie in wait here. When the Navy arrives, we'll strike together,"Roger whispered sneakily, crouched low like some pervy cartoon character.
Whitebeard looked awkward beside him.
"Roger… why am I doing this ridiculous pose too?"
From a distance, you could see Whitebeard crouching down, gripping his naginata Murakumogiri in both hands—if someone didn't know better, they'd think he was taking a dump.
"Hehe, I think it's fun,"Roger laughed carelessly.
"Roger, if you keep laughing like that, we might as well come out now,"Rayleigh said calmly from the side.
"Got it, sorry."
Just then, Reid spoke up:
"In a bit, CP9 Commander Spandine's unit should arrive on the island first. We have to take him out right away—he's holding the Golden Den Den Mushi that triggers the Buster Call."
"Really? Hahaha, that's great! If we seize the Golden Den Den Mushi, the Buster Call can't be activated,"Roger said joyfully. With Reid around, everything just felt a lot easier.
The Whitebeard Pirates, however, looked a little puzzled—how did Reid know all this so clearly?
Marco couldn't help but ask:
"Reid, how do you know this?"
"I guessed,"Reid lied smoothly—he was used to it by now.
Everyone fell silent—speechless. That explanation was way too casual. And yet, Roger even acted like it was all perfectly normal.
"Let me handle this part,"Rayleigh offered.
"Good. Rayleigh, I trust you completely,"Roger grinned."Hehe, once Rayleigh succeeds, we'll all rush out and leave no lackey of the Celestial Dragons alive!"
"Roger, save a few for us too."
"Hahaha! Whitebeard, let's make it a contest—see who takes out the most. Do you dare?"
"Hmph! Roger, I was just thinking the same thing,"Whitebeard smirked—his fighting spirit now ignited.
"Brother Rayleigh, be sure to take Spandine down in one blow and seize the Golden Den Den Mushi. Don't waste time talking to him,"Reid said seriously, looking Rayleigh straight in the eye.
He knew full well that if Spandine managed to press the Golden Den Den Mushi, the island would be doomed. Most disasters happened because of too much talking—from both villains and heroes.
Although Ohara was likely doomed eventually, even a day's delay could save many. It would give people a chance to escape.
Rayleigh turned to look at Reid, clearly understanding what he was thinking.
"Understood."