One Piece: Starting in God Valley as a Slave

As soon as he heard that Carl was on vacation, Kong immediately called him. At that time, Carl was still in bed with Stussy in his arms.

Stussy was still a little confused at the time. After Carl answered the Den Den Mushi, she said lazily,

"Master, please sleep a little longer~"

Kong, who was originally in a hurry, was stunned when he heard this voice. Carl coughed twice awkwardly, made a gesture to silence Stussy, and said,

"Fleet Admiral Kong, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Kong didn't care about what the female voice had just said at this time. He immediately told Carl about Roger's pirate group and asked him to return to the Headquarters.

Carl responded, but he didn't say he would return immediately. He just said that he had some things to deal with and would return tomorrow. Anyway it would only take a breath for Carl to return to the Headquarters from Mary Geoise when he was alone.

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Carl thought about what Kong had just said to him.

According to his memory, Carl thought that Roger did have an important meeting with Whitebeard, and the result was that Roger kowtowed to Whitebeard and then convinced Oden to join him.

It's just that the timing seemed a little earlier, so Carl was a bit unsure whether the situation would unfold exactly as he remembered. However, his actions had already influenced the world line, so it was normal to expect some butterfly effects.

Speaking of which, whether it was Whitebeard or Roger, Carl had met them both, and he had even fought with Whitebeard.

At that time, he was far from being Whitebeard's opponent. Dealing with Oden alone was challenging enough. He had to cooperate with Borsalino and Akainu, and they barely managed to injure Oden during the first Sulong transformation.

It has been almost three years now. In less than three years, Carl has grown to a level comparable to Whitebeard and Roger.

As for Oden, he no longer considers him a threat.

Thinking of Oden, Carl thought of his son Momonosuke. This guy should be about three years old now…

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On the Grand Line, Whitebeard was drinking with his sons. Between Oden and Toki, there was a child dressed as a samurai with an extremely unusual hairstyle. He was their child, Momonosuke. The chair he sat on was specially made, as otherwise, with his current height of less than a meter, he would be dwarfed by his father, who stood nearly four meters tall.

Marco had something in his mouth and shouted at Whitebeard,

"Dad, Roger is coming suddenly this time. Should we make some preparations?"

Compared to three years ago, Marco looked more mature, but his carefree attitude was still apparent.

Whitebeard held a wine barrel in his hand and grinned.

"Gulalala, what do we need to prepare? Wine? That's Roger's concern, not ours!"

Whitebeard's voice was so loud that Momonosuke covered his ears in annoyance. Seeing this, Toki took Momonosuke into her arms, and he immediately nestled into his mother's embrace, looking content.

Not long after, Momonosuke turned his eyes to the beautiful pirate Whitey Bay in the group, and with an innocent expression, said in a baby voice,

"Sister Whitey Bay, give me a hug~"

Whitey Bay didn't hesitate and stood up to hug Momonosuke.

(T/N: "Ice Witch" Whitey Bay is an infamous New World pirate captain who was once a member of the Whitebeard Pirates before forming her own crew subordinate to Whitebeard.)

Oden, watching from the side, suddenly reached out his remaining right arm and rubbed Momonosuke's head affectionately, though he didn't control his strength well, causing Momonosuke to roll his eyes.

Whitey Bay shrugged and sat back down, while Toki shot Oden a reproachful look. Oden laughed and said to Whitebeard,

"Whitebeard, Roger arriving in such a grand manner this time will definitely attract the attention of the Navy!"

Whitebeard replied indifferently,

"Even Garp was sent to Impel Down, which shows how corrupt the Navy and the World Government have become. There's no point in worrying about them."

Oden touched the empty sleeve on his right side and said with a deep voice,

"I can't help but be concerned about that Navy guy named Carl..."

Hearing Carl's name, everyone fell silent. Among them, a young man who looked slightly older than his years spoke with a flash of anger in his eyes, gritting his teeth,

"I don't know if he'll show up this time, but we, the Whitebeard Pirates, still have a score to settle with him! He must die!"

Everyone nodded at his words, and Oden showed approval on his face, saying,

"Well said, Teach. You have a lot of spirit!"

Marshall D. Teach, who would later become Blackbeard, slammed his fist on the table and said angrily,

"He's a monster! He actually... killed so many of our crewmates! We must not let that guy go!"

What Teach really thought, however, was that Carl had eaten the Dark-Dark Fruit he had always coveted. Teach hoped more than anyone that Carl would die soon, so he could finally have a chance to get his hands on that fruit.

Thatch, who had a close relationship with Teach, watched Teach's reaction and sighed to those around him,

"Teach is really loyal. His room is plastered with Carl's pictures. He's been stabbing them with a sword every day for years!"

But Whitebeard eyed Teach suspiciously. When they had first met Carl three years ago, Teach had just joined the Whitebeard Pirates, and he didn't know Carl well enough to have such a deep-seated grudge.

Oden didn't dwell on it. Besides Blackbeard, he hated Carl the most on the ship. After all, his two most loyal retainers, Nekomamushi and Inuarashi, had both perished at Carl's hands, and even he had been gravely injured.

This enmity was irreconcilable.

As he thought of Carl's face, Oden clenched his fists in anger.

Just then, someone ran in from the deck, yelling,

"Dad! Roger's pirate ship is approaching!"

No sooner had he spoken than a powerful aura swept over, engulfing the Moby Dick.

Many of the crew fainted instantly under its influence.

As footsteps approached the cabin, those who remained conscious turned their gazes to the door.

Roger entered with a smile on his face, under everyone's watchful eyes.

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes at him, saying,

"Roger, is this how you greet your friends?"

Roger grinned, glancing at the fallen crew members, and replied,

"Sorry, went a bit overboard."

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