In his previous life, Ike had never been on a ship.
In this life, he was finally getting a proper taste of sailing across the sea.
Fifteen days.
He had drifted on the ocean for a full fifteen days.
Honestly!
Ike could endure it. While he wasn't as strong as his big brother, he was still decent—above average, if nothing else. But what he couldn't understand was this: did people actually enjoy sailing?
Because he certainly didn't. It felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Big brother!" One day, Ike asked curiously, "Where exactly are we heading?"
"To rob soone!"
Newgate said it with complete righteousness, as if robbery was the most natural thing in the world.
"…"
Ike fell silent for a mont before asking, "So… where are we going to rob?"
Obviously!
Ike wasn't stupid. He knew full well what they were doing. His big brother was a pirate, and now he was a pirate too. Were pirates supposed to do business?
Of course not—they robbed people!
"Ah!"
"The Korya Kingdom!"
Newgate casually picked his nose as he explained, "It's a country that produces fruit. Fairly wealthy. Not a mber of the World Governnt, though. I heard their princess is quite beautiful—perfect to bring back for you to have children with."
"…"
For a mont, Ike didn't know what to say.
He simply couldn't keep up with his big brother's way of thinking.
Or rather… the way pirates thought.
Good grief!
Rob money.
Rob food.
Rob the princess.
This was clearly a complete package deal!
"We're here!" Newgate suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning sharp. "Ike, just stay on the ship and watch. That's the Korya Kingdom."
Ike looked up just as Newgate leapt forward, his entire body shooting out like a cannonball toward the island ahead.
"The Korya Kingdom…"
Ike examined the place. It wasn't large—roughly the size of Sphinx Island. The island was covered in all kinds of fruit trees, especially orange trees.
On the sea, oranges were practically strategic resources.
After all, no matter how strong soone was, they were still human. And humans needed vitamins. The benefits of oranges—anyone who knew, knew.
No pirate would ever complain about having too many of them.
This Korya Kingdom relied on selling fruit to make money and was considered a relatively wealthy nation.
Of course.
Being wealthy didn't an you could beco a mber of the World Governnt.
It wasn't just about paying the Heavenly Tribute—you also had to offer sothing valuable in return.
For example, the Vodka Kingdom had tried to sell Kaido to gain mbership. Other nations had done similar things.
Clearly, the Korya Kingdom didn't et those standards.
"Hmm…"
Rubbing his chin, Ike looked into the distance, where the sounds of explosions were already beginning to echo. Clearly, his big brother had started making his move.
He muttered to himself, "I wonder what level big brother's strength is at right now…"
"Twenty years old…"
"Hmm…"
"At twenty, even if he's not like that bug Luffy—already comparable to a Yonko—he should at least be at Admiral-candidate level, right?"
Ike thought his big brother was a monster among monsters. Even if he couldn't match soone like Luffy, at twenty years old, reaching near-Admiral level shouldn't be a problem.
"Lord Ike!"
"What did you say?"
"Ah!"
Ike turned to the pirate beside him and asked, "What level is big brother's strength at right now?"
"Whitebeard's strength?"
"Uh…"
The pirate scratched his head awkwardly. "We're not entirely sure. But in the five years I've been following Whitebeard, he's never lost a single battle. The only one who's fought him to a draw is a pirate called the Golden Lion."
"I see." Ike nodded, thinking to himself, "Golden Lion Shiki being on par with big brother isn't surprising. Still, it's hard to judge his exact level… but judging by how confident he is, this kingdom should be an easy target."
It was worth ntioning—
Although the Whitebeard Pirates hadn't been formally established yet, Newgate had already gathered so subordinates. Not many—around thirty to fifty people.
The ship they were on was quite large, capable of carrying three to five hundred people.
After all, on the sea, you needed all kinds of roles—cook, doctor, navigator, shipwright, lookout, and so on.
No matter how strong Newgate was, he couldn't handle everything alone. Especially in the chaotic New World, where storms could easily wipe you out.
If the Whitebeard Pirates were ford in the future, these thirty to fifty people would count as the original mbers.
However—
With Ike changing the course of events, whether the Whitebeard Pirates would even form in the sa way—or what kind of structure they would have—was now uncertain.
"Still…"
Ike muttered, "Big brother hasn't eaten the Tremor-Tremor Fruit yet… and he doesn't have Murakumogiri either."
Of course, that wasn't strange.
After all, his big brother was only twenty years old. Not having obtained the Tremor-Tremor Fruit or one of the Supre Grade swords wasn't unusual at all.
The Tremor-Tremor Fruit was one of the top-tier Paracia Devil Fruits. On the black market, it would be worth at least five billion—on par with the Op-Op Fruit.
As for one of the Twelve Supre Grade swords, its price would be even higher—at least seven billion.
Nothing surprising about that.
There were quite a few top-tier Devil Fruits, but only twelve Supre Grade swords. Being more valuable made perfect sense.
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