NABC Chapter 27 Ace's Pursuit? A World-Wide Hunt!
Chapter 27 Ace's Pursuit? A World-Wide Hunt!
The next day, early morning. The New World, the Moby Dick.
The large hole in the hull was patched up crudely, but seawater continued to pour in, forcing the crew to constantly pour water out.
Facing the sea breeze that still carried the smell of burning, he stared at the huge holes in the cabin and on the deck, his expression one of deep dismay.
"Teach..."
Marco crossed his arms, his expression unusually serious.
"He's a contestant too. And his heroic spirit has even taken control of you, Father..."
Hearing this, even Whitebeard nodded with a hint of lingering fear.
"Yes, last night I felt completely driven by a desire for revenge."
Marco felt that the Heroic Spirits were becoming increasingly troublesome.
First Karna, then Teach's strange Heroic Spirit.
Are you kidding me? We're the Whitebeard Pirates, known as the strongest crew ever.
Why are you acting like a child in front of these heroic spirits?
Dilt's Holy Grail War is indeed not to be underestimated...
Sachi crouched beside the mast, recalling that sinister smile.
Are you going to kill me for a single fruit...?
Ace sat to one side, while Karna stood beside him.
Feelings of self-blame and the discussions among the others deeply pierced Ace's mind.
"It's all my fault... I didn't listen to what Little Sun said in time... which led to Sachi being in danger last night."
Sachi raised his hand: "Hey! Ace, that wasn't your fault. It was my fault. If I had known, I wouldn't have brought that fruit back. If I had known, I would have given it directly to Teach..."
The white-bearded man raised his arm and shouted, "Enough! None of you are wrong! Teach's defection was his own choice, it's all his fault!"
His gaze swept over each of the children's gloomy faces: "Besides, with Karna around, Sachi was unharmed, which is fortunate."
Ace jumped to his feet, his expression filled with rage: "But that guy has utterly trampled on Dad's dignity!"
Ace looked around again: "That guy Teach dared to break the rules of this ship!"
The flames on Ace's body rose involuntarily, just like his intense emotions at that moment.
"Dad has been so good to us, but that guy has brought shame upon him! Why did he do that! We must find him and ask him directly."
After a brief silence, a deafening roar erupted!
"Aww!!!"
The sorrow and humiliation of being manipulated transformed into an overwhelming fighting spirit at this moment.
"Captain Ace is right! We're not afraid of him! We have Daddy! And we have Sun!"
"Grab him! Grab him!"
"That's enough." A calm, unwavering voice rang out.
Marco glanced at the crew on deck.
"That guy is not to be underestimated. The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit is still unclear, but I've heard it has a huge advantage over Devil Fruit users."
Marco turned his gaze back to Ace: "We'll be fighting him again sooner or later in the Holy Grail War. Until then, calm down."
The white-bearded man nodded: "Marco is right."
The white-bearded man stood up, his 6.66-meter-tall body resembling a pillar in the clear sky.
"But if we act rashly, the situation could turn against us. And I don't want to see any of you get hurt, understand, boys?"
However, he changed the subject, and a sly smile appeared on his weathered face.
"Even if we don't pursue them... we can still cause that Teach some trouble..."
He lowered his head: "Hey, Marco. Release the information about the new contestants."
"A guy who defected from the Whitebeard Pirates is now in the New World. What kind of actions will the outside world take? Kuralalalalala!"
Everyone's brows immediately relaxed: "Hahaha! Good! As expected of Dad, he needs to suffer a bit!"
Only Ace still felt guilty and remained silent in the crowd for a long time.
Seeing his reaction, Karna could only pat him on the shoulder silently and stand guard by his side for a long time.
Meanwhile, on an unnamed island in the new world.
The unconscious man with the black beard opened his eyes, and as soon as he tried to move, a burning pain shot through his skin.
"Ouch!!! You bastard Karna! That hurts like hell!"
"Count, Count! You bastard, why didn't you save me! If I die, you'll never live in this world either!"
The count emerged from the shadows, brushed the dust off the stone, and sat down with his legs crossed.
"Learn to be patient, Contractor." Then he spread his hands. "See! You're still alive, aren't you?"
Blackbeard forced himself to sit up, and a black substance appeared on his hand, flickering and burning like flames.
"The fruit I've been longing for... in the end, it's so utterly vulnerable in front of that guy."
The count snapped his fingers: "That's just because the fruit and he aren't compatible."
He unusually took off his top hat, revealing his gray hair flowing freely.
"Don't forget, this fruit isn't your greatest hope; your unique talent is."
Blackbeard looked in the direction of the Earl, and his long, pointed nose seemed to have become even more prominent.
"Heh heh...that makes sense."
He clenched his fist and stroked the unique Command Seal on his hand, which split into three parts like a three-headed dragon.
"Hey... Count, tell me... if I could capture Karna, wouldn't the Holy Grail be within my grasp?"
The count smiled without saying a word: "Hahahaha—"
The two disappeared into the darkness together, leaving only a single sound echoing in the air.
Wait, and hold onto hope.
However, at this moment, such hope is probably not so easy to obtain.
The news agency reported that Morgans had received multiple intelligence reports, all of which were of great interest to him regarding the Holy Grail War!
He flapped his wings and looked left and right, finding a very interesting piece of information.
"Huh? A new participant in the Holy Grail War has been confirmed! And it's a defector from the Whitebeard Pirates!!"
Morgans raised his beak high, sensing a hint of conspiracy.
Betrayed Whitebeard? Such rapid intelligence? Something feels very wrong...
Hmm... Is that so?
"Employees! Hurry, hurry! A new headline has arrived! The Holy Grail War has a new participant: Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach!"
"And he's a defector from the Whitebeard Pirates! If we add just a little something extra, do you know how chaotic the New World will become after this news breaks?!"
"Hurry up and fill up my bulletin board with headlines, hahaha!"
The newspaper-reading assembly line at the news agency began working frantically, and thick smoke billowed out of the airship.
Morgans picked up a finished newspaper and nodded with great satisfaction.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad!"
A new contender for the Holy Grail War has emerged—Marshall D. Teach! A treacherous schemer who betrayed Whitebeard, he holds the secret to participating in the war and is now making his mark in the New World!
In fact, the whole story boils down to just a few sentences: Blackbeard has no background, but he has a secret, and that secret lies in the New World!
"Hehe, Newgate, you should be happy now, right?"
Morgans thought highly of himself; anyone in the news industry should have his keen eye for changing the wind!
After all, the newspaper's sales doubled as soon as it reported on the Holy Grail War!
Starting with Dilt, and from now on, there will only be more and more major events. How wonderful is that!
It's a pity that Marshall D. Teach is going to suffer; he'll be hunted down by the whole world first thing tomorrow morning.
But what does that have to do with me, Morgans? Hahahaha.
"Achoo!"
"I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow morning's news. I'm about to become famous! I'm sure a lot of people will come to me for help!"
The sound came from the shadows again, and the black-bearded man recited it without even listening.
"Yes, yes, yes! Waiting, there is still hope, I understand!"