Chapter 36: Seeking Allies – The Path to Whitebeard

The ocean stretched endlessly before me as I stood at the helm of my ship, the salty wind brushing against my face.

I had power now.

My swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle.

My Haki had been refined to perfection.

I even possessed the ability to restore Wano's land, ensuring that my home wouldn't just be freed—but reborn.

But strength alone wasn't enough.

Even if I could fight Kaido, he wasn't alone.

He commanded a massive army of Beast Pirates, including the All-Stars, the Tobiroppo, and thousands of Zoan-enhanced warriors.

He controlled Wano with an iron grip, and Orochi's remaining forces would still stand in my way.

If something went wrong, Kaido would never fight fair.

To win, I needed allies.

Remembering Whitebeard

As I thought of potential allies, one name echoed in my mind.

Whitebeard.

The Strongest Man in the World.

A pirate so feared that even the World Government hesitated to challenge him directly.

But more importantly—he was once my father's captain.

About 12 or 13 years ago, Kozuki Oden had sailed under Whitebeard's banner, earning his respect as a powerful warrior and a brother-in-arms.

Whitebeard had called Oden his brother.

If that bond still held meaning, then maybe—just maybe—he would help me.

With his fleet and his strength, we could stand a real chance against Kaido.

Would Whitebeard Help Me?

But there was one problem.

Whitebeard was not a man who acted on vengeance.

Even when he heard of Oden's death seven years ago, he did nothing. Not because he didn't care, but because he believed Oden had chosen his own path.

Would he see me as worthy of his help?

Would he say that Wano's fight was no longer his concern?

Or worse…

Would he test me first, demanding that I prove myself?

Regardless of the outcome, I had no choice.

If I was serious about freeing Wano, I had to stand before Whitebeard and ask for his aid myself.

The Search for the Whitebeard Pirates

But first—I had to find him.

Whitebeard was a Yonko, constantly moving across the New World. His fleet was massive, and he had many territories, making it difficult to track him down.

However, I knew of one place that might lead me to himSphinx Island.

Sphinx Island was Whitebeard's homeland, a quiet place where he had built a small village and taken care of orphans.

If Whitebeard wasn't there, then at the very least, someone from his crew might be.

I adjusted my ship's course toward Sphinx Island.

The Road Ahead

As my ship cut through the waves, I felt a sense of certainty.

This was my next step.

For seven years, I had prepared for this. I had trained, I had fought, and I had become strong enough to stand before legends.

Now, I was seeking out one of the strongest men in the world—not as a child, not as a weak prince, but as a warrior.

I didn't know if Whitebeard would help me.

I didn't know if he would even listen.

But one thing was certain—I would not leave without trying.

And if Whitebeard refused?

Then I would continue forward alone.