Chapter 37: Whitebeard's Seas

Naturally, what he had to deal with was the treasures on this ship. It was impossible for Varen to hand over all of this wealth to the Marine directly.

He needed to deal with this property a little bit.

As for the New World, he might not be able to stay any longer. The news of his identity from the Roger Pirates had made it even more difficult for him to walk in the New World.

Now that the entire Sin City had been destroyed, the news had probably spread throughout the New World.

Varen was now the public enemy of all the pirates in the New World. He had also provoked the forces attached to Whitebeard and Golden Lion. If Varen continued to roam around in the New World, he might truly sink into the sea.

Of course, Varen didn't know what would become of him, who had become a Shinigami, if his body died. Whether it would dissipate together with his soul, or completely become a life form with a very high concentration of spiritual particles, becoming a True Shinigami was unknown.

But he still didn't intend to try it if possible.

Ten days later...

Clear blue sky without a single cloud.

In a place as hostile as the New World, days of tranquility were rare.

The breeze blew, and the sea rippled.

A huge sailboat broke through the waves, driving gently in this sea area.

Above the deck, Varen held a map in his hand, looking at the endless sea in front of him.

Ever since he left Sin City, he had been thinking about this place called Charles Island.

The reason was simple: this place housed the largest underground trading market in the entire New World.

As long as you had something of value, they dared to accept it.

Whether it was pirates, ordinary people, pirate hunters, merchants, princes and nobles, even Marines!

That's the most important reason why Varen was here.

And the journey had been quite smooth. Apart from some short-sighted individuals, Varen hardly encountered any troublesome weather or opponents.

As for those unknown and weak pirates who wanted to treat him as a fat sheep, they couldn't even withstand his Reiatsu and disappeared from this world directly.

Varen didn't even bother to remember the names of such weaklings, and he didn't even bother to take the things on their boats. After all, his boat was completely stuffed with all kinds of valuable things.

Of course, Varen was a little surprised by how smooth the journey was. After all, he had already caused such a big sensation in the New World, but no one came to find fault.

But it's normal to think about it.

How big was the New World? It was unimaginable, and it was almost impossible to find someone in this sea.

Moreover, ninety-nine percent of people didn't have the ability to trouble him.

Even World Destroyer Byrnndi World had died at his hands, so naturally, no one dared to confront Varen casually.

The events in Sin City were still vivid in his mind.

However, Varen had heard from Garp that some people were trying to gather a pirate group to attack him, wanting to use his head to become famous in the sea.

Of course, Varen just smiled at that.

The number of people was meaningless to him. Even a pirate with a bounty of over 100 million would be unable to move in front of his Reiatsu. His Reiatsu was not like Conqueror's Haki, which could only clear mobs.

Even powerful pirates could be easily deterred.

Unless the strength was close to or stronger than Varen, the number of people was meaningless in front of him.

He assumed the other party simply wanted to use his name to gather influence.

Shaking his head, he threw out all the strange thoughts from his mind.

"But it's still a bit of trouble here. Whitebeard's place?"

Looking at Charles Island not far away, the place where this island was located was part of the territory occupied by Whitebeard in the New World.

Moreover, the forces under the Whitebeard pirate group were also active in this sea area. Once he landed on the island, Whitebeard would definitely know about it.

"Sure enough, should I visit the Moby Dick first?"

Putting away the map in his hand, Varen thought silently.

Now that he had decided to come here, instead of being approached by the Whitebeard Pirates later, he might as well go to the Whitebeard Pirates to visit them first.

After determining his target, Varen quickly put away the map and steered the boat toward the sea ahead.

It didn't take long for Varen to arrive directly at Charles Island, officially stepping into the domain ruled by Whitebeard.

"It seems that the Whitebeard Pirates are not here, only some of the pirates under their banner. Let's handle the trade first."

After a casual observation, Varen did not find the main ship Moby Dick of the Whitebeard Pirates. But this was also normal. The territory owned by the Whitebeard Pirates was extensive, and only some pirates under them stayed here.

But what Varen didn't know was that the Whitebeard Pirates were also coming here. They were just a step behind.

Soon, Varen walked in the direction of a flag with a white skull and a white crescent mustache curling up from its mouth.

Yes, this was the logo of the Whitebeard Pirates.

In this underground trading market, the prestige of the Whitebeard Pirates was self-evident. So if the flag of the Whitebeard Pirates was hung, then the business was naturally guaranteed.

And this place was the largest trading spot on the island and the goal of Varen's visit this time.