Chapter 316 Conversation

"Is there really a way?"

The crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates surrounded Law, their eyes full of expectation and doubt. Everyone asked one after another, and even Weiss's existence was temporarily ignored by them.

"Gu La La..."

A hearty laugh like thunder came, which was very recognizable and instantly quieted everyone down.

"Dad~" the crew members shouted one after another.

I saw Whitebeard slowly walked out of the captain's room.

Although the years have left obvious marks on him and he looks old, his innate domineering aura has not diminished at all, and people still dare not underestimate him.

His eyes slowly fell on Weiss, with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes, and he asked: "Is it you who killed Lingling?"

Whitebeard used to be a companion with Big Mom, and he knew Big Mom's strength very well. He knew that even if it was himself, he was not sure that he could kill her.

Now seeing Weiss, he knew in his heart that the strength of this young man might have surpassed himself.

Weiss just nodded calmly without further explanation.

"To be a pirate, you either kill others or be killed by others, even if you become a king."

Whitebeard seemed to be lamenting the cruel survival rules of the pirate world, and his tone revealed a kind of open-mindedness after experiencing vicissitudes.

"Dad," Marco said anxiously at this time: "There is a way to cure your injury."

He hoped that Whitebeard could seize this opportunity to cure his injury.

However, Whitebeard just grabbed the wine jug, raised his head and poured a big sip of wine into his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "They are just some old injuries."

Obviously, he did not want to accept examination and treatment from strangers.

He fought all his life and was injured countless times in countless battles, and many times he did not receive timely treatment.

When he was young, he could barely support and continue fighting with his monster-like strong body.

But now as he gets older and his physical fitness continues to decline, those injuries that have accumulated for many years have erupted together, and sometimes he will even be tortured to sleep all night.

Moreover, at this critical moment when the war with the Navy Headquarters was about to start, even if it took time to heal the injury, he felt that he didn't have that much time to waste.

"I appreciate your kindness," Whitebeard waved his hand, ready to send the guests away, not wanting to dwell on this matter.

But Weiss interrupted him directly: "Can we find a quiet place?"

"Dad."

Seeing this, Marco begged Whitebeard to accept treatment. He really couldn't bear to see his father being tortured by injuries.

The other crew members also echoed, and everyone regarded Whitebeard as their biological father. Since there was a chance to cure his father's injury, they must try it anyway.

"Stupid son."

Whitebeard looked at this group of crew members who were thinking about him, sighed helplessly, and finally couldn't beat them, so he had to temporarily agree.

Then, Whitebeard took Weiss and Luo into the captain's room.

Marco, Joz, and Vista were worried, and they also accompanied them into the captain's room.

The captain's room is very spacious. After all, to accommodate a man as big as Whitebeard, all the facilities here are specially made, from tables and chairs to beds, all of which are carefully built according to Whitebeard's needs.

"You are determined to die and have no intention of coming back alive, right?"

Although Weiss's words were said in the form of questions, his tone was very sure, as if he had seen through everything.

Marco, Joz, and Vista had just sat down and their butts had not yet touched the bench. When they heard Weiss's words, they all stood up in an instant, with expressions of disbelief and anger on their faces.

"What are you talking about?"

Marco widened his eyes and shouted at Weiss emotionally. He could not accept what Weiss said.

However, the person involved, Whitebeard, seemed the calmest.

"Dad? Is he talking nonsense?"

Marco looked at Whitebeard eagerly, his eyes full of expectation, hoping that Whitebeard would immediately deny Weiss's words.

"I didn't expect that an outsider would find out."

Whitebeard sighed slightly, and admitted that what Weiss said was true.

"Why?"

Marco was even more excited, and his voice was trembling because of the ups and downs of his emotions. He really couldn't understand why his father had such an idea.

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Whitebeard opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer for a while.

To tell the truth, he was afraid of hurting the hearts of these adopted sons who regarded him as their biological father; but if he didn't tell the truth, he couldn't hide the situation now.

But Weiss didn't have such concerns, he directly expressed his opinion.

"Of course it's because you are too weak." Weiss's words were straightforward and harsh.

"We are too weak?"

Marco couldn't believe his ears. They were cadres of the Whitebeard Pirates, and they were also famous pirates on the sea. How could they be called weak?

"Sengoku, Garp, Akainu, Aokiji." Weiss read out the names one by one slowly. Every time a name was spoken, the expressions of Marco and the other two became more serious.

"There are still 16 vice admirals of the Navy Headquarters, not counting other masters of the World Government. Do you Whitebeard Pirates have a chance of winning?"

Weiss's eyes swept over the crowd, with a trace of calm scrutiny in his eyes.

Silence, still silence. Everyone knew in their hearts that facing such a lineup, they really had no chance of winning.

They were not stupid, but they had always admired Whitebeard too much. This admiration made them subconsciously ignore the fact that Whitebeard was already an old man, and also made them have a wrong understanding of their own strength and the strength of the opponent they were about to face.

"Gulala..." Whitebeard suddenly laughed, trying to ease the depressing atmosphere. He said loudly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

But this did not make Marco and the other two feel at ease.

They knew very well that the risk of going to war with the Navy Headquarters was too great. It was a battle of life and death.

But in order to rescue Ace, they had already made up their minds and would pay any price, even if it meant sacrificing their own lives.

Weiss stared at Whitebeard and asked, "What is the best outcome you expected?"

"Humph, what a cunning kid." Whitebeard said this, but he didn't intend to hide it. He said slowly, "I die in battle, rescue Ace, and the Whitebeard Pirates escape unscathed."

"Dad!!"

When Marco and the other two heard this, their eyes suddenly turned red. How could they accept such an outcome? Letting Dad go to die was something they didn't want to see anyway.