Chapter 156: Ace, We're Coming to Take You Home

The sea is calm.

Sith stared at the sea, smiling waves lapping against the crescent-like harbor, but everything was so calm, as if the world had the last shred of peace of mind when the storm was coming.

However, the sea is not calm.

Sith knew that once Ace's bloodline was revealed, the meaning it represented would be unimaginable, but such a huge news was not so shocking when Sith heard it, after all, the bloodline inherited by Sith made Sith not care about the orphan of this so-called One Piece at all.

He, Monchi M. D. Francis, inherited the bloodline of Whitebeard, that is, the captain of today's opponent.

It's just that there is no need to think so much now, the opponent has arrived.

Sith grinned wide, revealing his white teeth, and the cold saw in his hand was slowly pulled out of the scabbard of the long knife he had made, showing his edge.

"Lieutenant General Sith!"

A sailor looked at the lieutenant general who was slowly standing up, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Because by the side of Lieutenant General Sith, the other two people did not move at all. But, in the next moment, he instinctively stood upright and prepared for war.

Although they already knew just now that the Whitebeard Pirates might attack at any time, they all unconsciously felt relaxed when their own boss stood in front of them, because in their eyes, these men in front of them were their pillars, and there had never been a pirate they couldn't defeat, even if it was One Piece, they were all defeated by Lieutenant General Karp, who didn't appear in front of them now.

"All ready, it's already here! ~”

The Sith's muffled voice exploded in the crowd in an instant, like a cannonball of sound, directly into the ears of everyone present.

Although their eyes couldn't determine where the Whitebeard Pirates were, they instinctively felt the already tense atmosphere in the air once again become oppressive.

"Whitebeard, do you need me to ask you out?"

The Sith stared at the water, and while the Seven Martial Seas under the king were still stunned, Sengoku, standing quietly on the tall execution table behind the Sith, frowned at the man who had just announced the bloodline inherited by Ace.

Has the man been brought so close to the execution table?

However, at the sight of the figure standing up, a smile appeared on Sengoku's face.

"It's also thanks to Karp that such a combat power has been obtained for the navy, but unfortunately, such combat power will have a considerable difference after this battle."

However, it is enough to win this battle.

Karp looked at the tall figure who stood up, although it was not as huge as the giant lieutenant generals standing in front of the guard platform, but it was already quite tall, and it had reached a height of almost seven or eight meters, and his face showed loneliness.

"Karp, it's nothing!"

"Crane, don't be so gentle at this time, hahahaha~~"

Tsuru looked at the stupid guy in front of him who was smiling and had tears flowing out of his eyes, and sighed deeply, because as the oldest old guy in the navy now, Tsuru, who existed as a big staff officer, already knew the lineage of this little guy, and from the communication between Karp and Sengoku, and from the information that Sengoku had mobilized these days, she had seen a little bit of something.

However, it was such a little thing that this woman didn't want to continue to explore at all. After all, that child grew up by himself, and he grew up next to these admirals to the point where he is now.

It seemed to be the murmur of a whale, and the sea began to make waves, but this time the waves were not somewhere else, but in the ~~ bay.

"I've already arrived here, I heard a very noisy sound just now, but it was hindered by the breathing and heartbeat of most of the people, but, eldest brother, second brother, you should have heard it a long time ago, right?"

Sith looked at the two guys who were sitting beside him, who had just suppressed their actions and prevented themselves from going to the outside of the bay to meet them, and a subtle mania flashed in his eyes.

"Hee-hee-hee, brother, this is the place where you better get close to your father, then, brother, get ready, we're going to start making a big fuss."

"Feeling manic, in the face of your biological father, brother?"

The two men were still sitting, but at this time, the two guys had already put their hands on the mask on their faces, and in the sound of the mechanism opening, the two men slowly and leisurely opened their masks, turned around quietly, and looked at their younger brother.

"Got it, so what?"

The two men spread their arms.

An ape, an orc man with the shadow of an ape, although he didn't look very much like Lieutenant General Sith, but the other guys who saw the smiles of these two men felt the monstrous pressure brought by the smiles of these two men.

Brother, this is the greatest gift we can give you as an elder brother, a gift called Whitebeard.

Sith's eyes narrowed at the sight of the huge ship that was slowly leaping from the bay like a whale, and at the man sitting quietly on the boat. He jumped down from the shore of the bay and into the sea, standing quietly on top of the sea, quietly watching the three smiling whale-like ships that appeared in front of him.

"Brother, thank you~"

The sound of the sea was so loud that the Sith was so loud that it was drowned out by the deep breath of the men at the sight of Whitebeard.

However, when the man said such words softly, the two men slowly stood up and slowly freed the weapon in their hands wrapped in heavy animal skins.

"Whitebeard's fleet has arrived~~~"

Outside the bay, the fleets that had once gathered under his ship for Whitebeard had gathered across the New World.

"Ace, we're here to pick you up~~"

Marco made such a declaration, and he stood quietly in front of his father, towards the high execution platform, not caring at all about the Sengoku Marshal next to him, and issued a statement of pride and love for his brother of the entire Whitebeard Pirates.

Behind them, the burly figure, quietly looking at the embarrassed son, had a smile on his face, under the white scimitar-like beard.