"Throne of Storms?"

"Ah."

Newgate explained, “Legend has it that it is the birthplace of all storms in the world, inhabited by a mythical beast that feeds on lightning and storms, whose every breath can unleash a hurricane powerful enough to overturn a kingdom.”

A giant beast that feeds on lightning and storms?

Raine's eyes lit up instantly; he felt that his cookbook was about to add another legendary chapter full of challenges.

"Gurarararar! Looks like we've already decided on our next stop!"

Newgate laughed and downed the drink in his glass.

……

The farewell to Dorry and Brogy took place at a grand farewell banquet.

The two giants brought out a strong liquor that they had treasured for decades, brewed from the teeth of special sea kings. The liquor was so strong that Gatz would black out on the spot after just one sip.

In return, Raine turned the remaining sea monster meat into jerky that could be preserved for months, and included a recipe for a versatile barbecue sauce that he made himself, enough to make any food taste delicious.

"Whitebeard! Renn! And everyone else!"

Dongli and Broggi stood on the shore, waving their huge arms vigorously: "Next time we meet, we'll settle this once and for all! Whether it's a fight or a meal!"

"Ready anytime!"

Newgate stood at the bow of the ship and responded with equal gusto.

The ancestral giant tortoise slowly turned around, carrying the satisfied monsters away from this island filled with primal energy...

Sailing days are monotonous, especially after the exhilarating banquet in the little garden, the crew members all seemed rather listless.

On this day, as the ancestral giant tortoise slowly sailed into a completely new sea area, Silver on the lookout suddenly spoke, his voice colder and more solemn than usual.

"Captain, fleet spotted at 12 o'clock."

"Oh?"

Newgate put down his glass, slowly stood up, and his boundless Observation Haki instantly spread out.

"Is it the navy?"

"Yeah, there are quite a few people."

Soon, the massive fleet came into everyone's view.

More than twenty standard warships, forming a huge crescent-shaped encirclement, came from all directions, their dark cannon muzzles radiating a cold, murderous aura.

On the decks of the two flagship ships at the head of the fleet, two young figures stood.

The man on the left is tall with a cold face and a cigar in his mouth. He is wearing a standard white naval officer's uniform, but he exudes a burning and obsessive aura that seems to burn everything to ashes.

The person on the right is tall and slender, wearing a bright yellow striped suit, with a cynical and enigmatic smile on his face.

He appears nonchalant, but behind his sunglasses, his eyes gleam with a sharp, unfathomable light.

Chapter 225: Pass a message to the chef

“Sakazuki... Borsalino…”

Newgate looked at the two familiar yet unfamiliar figures and slowly uttered the two names.

These two guys, hailed as monster rookies by the Navy, were just greenhorns a few years ago, but now they have grown into capable rear admirals, leading such a large fleet.

"Gurarararar, looks like those Navy guys are here to cause us trouble again."

Newgate grinned, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"There's a fight going on! That's great, it's been a while since I've had a proper workout!"

Gatz's eyes lit up instantly. He shouldered the anchor, his muscles bulging and his joints cracking. He was filled with excitement.

The naval fleet slowly approached, eventually stopping on the sea surface thousands of meters away from the ancestral giant tortoise, forming an impenetrable encirclement.

A tense atmosphere permeated the sea, and a major battle was about to break out.

However, to everyone's surprise, the naval fleet did not open fire immediately.

On the flagship at the head, Sakazuki looked at the primordial giant tortoise, which resembled a moving island, and the white-bearded figure standing atop its head. His eyes burned with a flame called absolute justice, his fists clenched tightly, and the veins on his arms bulged like writhing dragons.

"All gun ports! Ready!"

He gave the order in a cold voice, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

However, Borsalino, standing beside him, lazily reached out a hand and stopped his arm as it was about to swing down.

"Hey~ Sakazuki-kun, don't get so excited~"

Borsalino said in his distinctive, drawn-out tone, "The orders from above are that if we encounter the Whitebeard Pirates, we should try to retreat and avoid any conflict."

"retreat?"

Sakazuki frowned and turned to glare at Borsalino.

"Boltarino! Didn't you see that? That's the Whitebeard Pirates! The remnants of Rocks! The most evil criminals on this sea! Faced with evil, our Navy's only choice is to completely annihilate them! That is absolute justice!"

"Oh~ how scary~"

Borsalino pushed up his sunglasses, still sporting his usual nonchalant attitude: "But an order is an order~ We subordinates have no choice but to obey~"

These words enraged Sakazuki so much that he almost drew his sword on the spot.

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates were completely baffled by this bizarre scene.

"What are they doing? Are they fighting amongst themselves?"

Gatz scratched his head, looking completely bewildered.

Just as tensions were rising and the atmosphere was tense, Borsalino's golden Den Den Mushi suddenly rang.

Blue blue blue...

The Den Den Mushi's ringing was crisp and abrupt, sounding particularly jarring in the air above this sea shrouded in gloom and uncertainty.

Sakazuki's gaze was like a knife, fixed on Borsalino, as if he wanted to burn the still-ringing Den Den Mushi to ashes with his eyes.

In his view, any phone call made at a moment when justice is about to be served is a desecration of justice.

Borsalino, seemingly oblivious to his murderous glare, leisurely pulled out the golden, extremely flamboyant Den Den Mushi from his pocket, even blowing on the receiver before lazily answering it.

"Moshi moshi~ This is Borsalino~"

His signature, drawn-out, lewd tone made the surrounding navy soldiers twitch at the corners of their mouths.

However, what came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi was an old and dignified voice. The voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of undeniable power, instantly making Borsalino's nonchalant expression become somewhat restrained.

Borsalino.

"Oh, it's Marshal Kong! What a rare guest!"

Borsalino's tone remained flippant, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Kong, on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, was clearly not in the mood for jokes: "Are you currently in front of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

"Yes, they're right in front of me, and they look to be in good spirits. Shall I say hello for you?"

"Shut up and listen to me."

Steelbone Kong's voice became extremely serious.

"I don't care what method you use, just give me a message to the Whitebeard Pirates right now."

"Oh? To deliver a message to Whitebeard? That's quite a challenging task~"

"It's not for Whitebeard."

Steelbone Kong paused, as if carefully choosing his words.

"It's for their ship's cook, Ryan."

This statement not only stunned Borsalino, but even Sakazuki, who was eavesdropping nearby, showed an expression of disbelief.

The marshal personally ordered that they bypass the great pirate Whitebeard and deliver a message to a cook.

Although that chef was known as the God of Cooking and had a bounty of 4.5 billion, he still couldn't have gotten away with bypassing Whitebeard, could he?

"Marshal, are you sure... it's for that chef?"

Borsalino couldn't help but confirm again.

"Yes."

Steelbone Sky's voice left no room for doubt: "Tell him not to forget the cooperation agreement over there. Some people are getting impatient."

A cooperation agreement? Over there?

Borsalino felt his brain couldn't keep up; the amount of information was simply too much.

But he knew that he absolutely shouldn't ask questions he shouldn't ask.

"I understand."

Borsalino dropped his joking tone and answered seriously.

"very good."

Steelbone Kong's voice softened somewhat.

"Retreat immediately after delivering the message. Remember, no matter what happens, do not engage in direct conflict with them. This is the top command."

"Yes."

The Den Den Mushi hung up, and Borsalino held the receiver, remaining silent for a moment.

He glanced at Sakazuki beside him, who resembled a volcano about to erupt, then at the primordial giant tortoise in the distance, which looked like a moving island, and at the man standing atop the tortoise's head, whose aura was as deep as the ocean. A troubled expression appeared on his face.

In front of Whitebeard, pass on a message to his cook?

This mission is much more difficult than fighting a direct battle.

“Sakazuki-kun~”

Borsalino suddenly put on a smiling face and patted Sakazuki on the shoulder.

"The marshal just called. He has a very important mission that requires our cooperation."

"What mission?"

Sakazuki's tone was icy; he didn't believe this guy could do anything good.

"It's very simple."

Borsalino pointed at Renn across from him: "How about we go chat with that guy?"

On top of the progenitor giant tortoise, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates were also looking at the opposing naval fleet with complete bewilderment.

"What the hell? Why aren't they attacking yet?"

Gatz, carrying the anchor, was already getting impatient.

Something's not right.

Newgate frowned slightly. His powerful Observation Haki allowed him to clearly sense that although the opposing fleet was filled with murderous intent, it did not seem to have any real fighting spirit. Instead, it seemed to be... waiting for something.

Just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone on the naval flagship.

Chapter 226 Passing on a Message

The next second, Borsalino's figure disintegrated into countless points of light on the spot, and then, at a speed that exceeded the limits of human vision, refracted several times on the sea surface before instantly appearing less than a hundred meters above the ancestral giant tortoise.

"Yata no Kagami".

He crossed his arms, and countless light particles gathered at his fingertips, forming a giant mirror of light that steadily held his figure in mid-air.

This sudden move startled everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates.

"So fast!"

A hint of seriousness flashed in Vista's eyes.

"Hey! What are you trying to do?!"

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