Chapter 66: New Shichibukai! Legend, Whitebeard’s son takes the stage! (Ch 66)

In a mysterious sea in the New World, there is a dreamland called Tiantian Island.

This is not only a dreamland for travelers, but also a holy place in the hearts of dessert lovers.

The residents of the island have made a living by making desserts for generations. Their skills have been passed down from generation to generation and continuous innovation has made the desserts of Tiantian Island famous all over the world.

From the melt-in-your-mouth chocolate mousse, to the layered fruit tart, to the rich-tasting tiramisu, each dessert is a work of art, making people feel as if they are in a colorful dream world while tasting it.

And in this world, a small house made of colorful candies stands quietly, with warm lights shining through the windows, illuminating the busy and joyful faces of a group of people.

“Thank you so much, Brother Gardino. Thanks to the candles you made, these desserts can finally be completed on time!”

The person who spoke was named Lillian, a young woman with a sweet smile and dexterous hands, and she was the chief pastry chef on the island.

Just three days ago, a sudden storm completely destroyed the entire island’s power system, plunging this New World island famous for its tourism and sweet industry into an unprecedented predicament.

Especially since the time for the “Tea Party” order placed by the legendary pirate emperor, the BIG MOM Pirates, is approaching. If it cannot be completed on time, it will be an unimaginable disaster.

Residents of the entire island are fully aware of the urgency of this point, so everyone is trying their best in the hope of winning this race against time.

However, the power outage made everything difficult. Without light and heat, making desserts became even more difficult.

However, just when everyone was frowning, the appearance of a mysterious man brought a turning point.

After he was rescued from the beach by the islanders, he unexpectedly brought a large number of candles.

These candles instantly filled the originally dim kitchen with soft candlelight. Each candle exuded a faint scent of honey and lavender, adding a bit of warmth and hope to the tense atmosphere.

“I’m glad I could help. After all, I’ve been taking care of you these days.”

This mysterious man was naturally Mr. 3 who was knocked away. When they were on the deserted island, he was the first to realize that the situation was not good. When everyone was immersed in moving the treasure, he quietly ran away alone.

But even so, he was still blocked by countless navy on the sea and was about to be captured. Fortunately, he was rescued by Bartholomew the Bear who came in a hurry. He was blown to this sweet island which was as dreamy as candy but full of dangers. That’s how he had this experience.

“No, you helped us solve a big problem.”

“Yes, Brother Gardino, your candle is our savior!”

A young chef interrupted excitedly. He was busy decorating an exquisite cake. The candlelight reflected on his face, making it look particularly warm.

“By the way, why hasn’t Uncle Buffalo come back from fetching water yet?!”

Lillian suddenly thought of something and frowned slightly:

“He has been so depressed since he came back from that place. I don’t know if he encountered any troubles.”

“I heard that his father, the world-famous Whitebeard, died in a war not long ago. Could this be related?”

An old chef who was grinding flour stopped what he was doing, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes:

“Atmos has been an orphan since he was young. After being adopted by that big shot, he has always regarded him as his biological father. If this is true, he must be very upset.”

Just as everyone was talking, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Then, a little boy covered in blood staggered into the house, his face full of fear and helplessness:

“Uncle Buffalo…Uncle Buffalo…”

Before he finished speaking, a deafening explosion was heard in the distance, accompanied by an extremely arrogant laugh, as if the entire cabin was shaking…

“They are both extremely stupid!”

“They all said in unison that only the members of the Whitebeard Pirates are considered to be Whitebeard’s sons.”

In the smoke, a fat man with a crescent-shaped white beard stepped on the figure under his feet, looking behind him with red eyes:

“Mom…Mom…I am the son of Whitebeard, my beard is white!”

“That’s right, son. The Whitebeard Pirates are just playing house.”

Next to the former, a short, wrinkled old woman slowly walked to the corpse in front of her and kept groping:

“You are the only one who truly inherited the bloodline of Whitebeard, the strongest pirate in the world!”

“And I am the woman Whitebeard loved.”

“So, you have to cheer up, my treasure.”

She put the gold coins she touched one by one into a cloth bag beside her, then stroked the fat man’s head, her eyes full of doting and madness:

“We need to catch all the remaining Whitebeard followers, led by Phoenix Marco, and take them down in one fell swoop.”

“Then all the great inheritance left by your father Newgate will be yours.”

“That’s true, but I still want revenge!”

Hearing the old woman’s words, a hint of enthusiasm flashed in the fat man’s eyes. He excitedly grabbed the old woman’s hand and said in a trembling voice:

“I will kill Blackbeard who killed my father. I will never forgive him!”

When the old woman heard this, a hint of sinisterness flashed in her eyes, but she still comforted the fat man in a doting tone:

“Silly boy, revenge is no longer popular nowadays. You can’t even get 1 Bailey’s worth of benefits.”

“It’s the money that matters. We have to inherit.”

“But I just can’t get angry!”

The fat man, Edward Weeble, became more and more excited. He drew out the big knife in his hand with a “swish” and cut a crack in the wall of the candy house in front of him, and wood chips and candy fragments flew everywhere.

“Who the hell is that… guy? Atmos… he’s been killed!”

“It’s over… It’s all over. The cake I worked so hard to make is now ruined.”

Everyone in the cabin looked at this scene in horror, and many of them collapsed to the ground. The fear almost made them lose the ability to move.

“Weibull, calm down!”

Stussy shouted, and she quickly walked to the former and tried to hold down his shaking shoulders.

“Don’t forget our plan, now is not the time!”

Edward Weeble’s anger seemed to be under control after being stopped by Stussy, but the anger on his face had not dissipated and his eyes were still as red as flames.

He glared fiercely at everyone in the hut, as if he wanted to devour them all, but in the end he slowly retracted the sword in his hand.

“Mom, I understand.”

He responded in a low voice, with a hint of reluctance and depression in his voice.

Seeing this, Stussy nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at the people in the cabin, with a cold smile in his eyes.

“That guy on the ground just now is the captain of the 13th squad of the Whitebeard Pirates – “Buffalo” Atmos, right?”

“You guys better hand over Whitebeard’s legacy as soon as possible.”

She threatened: “Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude.”

“We… we don’t have any inheritance?”

A young chef stammered, with an obvious tremor in his voice.

“You won’t say it, right?”

Stussy’s eyes became more fierce. She slowly walked towards the young chef with a sneer on her face.

“Weeble, you can vent now!”

“Okay, Mom.”

As Stussy’s cold words fell, Edward Weible’s eyes once again burned with rage. He strode forward, the big knife in his hand flashing with a cold light, and was about to chop the young chef to death.

However, at this critical moment, a wall made of candles suddenly stood up in front of everyone.

“Hurry…Run away…I can’t hold on for much longer.”

Gardino (Mr. 3) tried his best to maintain this temporary defense barrier. Although the candle wall was cracked under the impact of the sword light, it did not collapse in the end.

The people in the hut finally reacted and rushed to the door, looking for a chance of survival.

“Is he a person with special abilities? I knew there must be something hidden here!”

Stussy narrowed his eyes, looked Mr. 3 up and down, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

“I saw you in the live broadcast of that war. You were following that clown-like guy… He said a lot to Whitebeard at the end!”

“Weeble, catch him, it looks like we have a clue to our treasure!”