Chapter 322: The Mad Wolf Pirates
At the dock of a small town.
"Son, you must remember that your home is here. Your mother and I will be waiting here for you to come back. You must… not let anything happen to you."
The beautiful woman tightly hugged the boy, tears constantly streaming down her face.
"Mom, I will. I'll become strong and then come back!" The boy also had tears in his eyes, but he forced himself not to let them fall.
The middle-aged man stood beside them, his hands clenched tightly, his expression blank, his eyes fixed firmly on his son.
"Alright, Mom. I have to go."
The boy gently let go of his mother's embrace.
"O-okay. Take this food with you. I made it myself." The beautiful woman reluctantly released him, then picked up a bundle from the side and placed it in her son's hands.
"Mm."
The boy nodded, then turned his gaze to his father. "Dad, I'm leaving."
"Mm. Be careful."
The middle-aged man's eyes reddened. He almost lost control but forced himself to endure it and nodded.
The boy took a few steps, turning back again and again. Then he waved his small hand, and a three-meter-wide white cloud appeared in front of him.
He placed the small boat his father had prepared for him, the 100 million Beli, along with food, clothing, and other supplies onto the solid cloud, then stepped onto it himself.
The cloud slowly began to float upward.
"Goodbye, Mom and Dad… I will definitely join the Dragon Flame Pirates!"
The boy shouted loudly toward them below.
The cloud rose higher and higher. Soon it flew up into the sky, merging with the other clouds and disappearing from sight.
Below, the middle-aged man could no longer hold himself together. Two streams of tears slid down his face as he stared at the direction where his son had disappeared, silent for a long time.
…
Across the Four Seas, many families—whether wealthy or poor—chose to head out to sea, all for the sake of joining the Dragon Flame Pirates.
For a time, the number of pirates across the seas surged once again.
Five days later.
Sabaody Archipelago.
At the dock where the Azure Dragon was moored, a huge number of pirates had already gathered, forming a dense crowd of people.
"Why hasn't the Dragon Flame Pirates arrived yet? I can't wait anymore."
"Yeah. I heard the territory of the Dragon Flame Pirates is in some mysterious sea in the New World."
"I wonder what arrangements the Dragon Flame Pirates will make for us. I'm kind of looking forward to it."
The pirates chatted excitedly among themselves.
"Tch, the mere Dragon Flame Pirates got you all this excited? Trash will always be trash. Even if you join the Dragon Flame Pirates, you're still trash."
"The Dragon Flame Pirates are basically a garbage dump, taking in any trash they can."
Two voices suddenly came from the back.
Those words instantly silenced all the pirates present. Fury rose in their hearts—they had just been called trash.
They slowly turned to look behind them.
There stood ten tall and burly men. Each one had tattoos covering their bodies, and they looked at the pirates hoping to join the Dragon Flame Pirates with ferocious expressions, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
"It's the Mad Wolf Pirates. They're all Zoan-type Devil Fruit users, and they're also a subordinate pirate crew under one of the Five Emperors—the Beasts Pirates."
"Why would they be here…"
"So just because they have some strength, they think they can call us trash?"
"Too bad the Devourer and Justice Dragon Sword aren't here. Otherwise, how would it be their turn to run their mouths here!"
The pirates glared angrily at the Mad Wolf Pirates.
Woo~
At that moment, a cry echoed from the direction of the sea.
Everyone turned to look.