I'm the Great Pirate, and I'm waging the Holy Grail War!

Chapter 12 A One Piece-Level Storm Sweeps the World

Headquarters of World Economic News Agency.

The birdman's pure white feathers danced wildly in the raging air currents.

"BIG NEWS!!! BIG NEWS!!!"

President Morgans's excited roar almost lifted the dome.

His enormous wings flapped wildly as he stared at reports from encrypted channels in the East China Sea and the New World.

The illegible handwriting burned his nerves.

Luffy and Hawkeye join the battle! Command Seals! Whitebeard declares war! A massive brawl of fourteen Heroic Spirits! The all-powerful wish-granting machine!

There are also a few blurry but stunning photos.

Among them are blurry blond figures, eagle-eyed swordsmen, men in golden armor and wielding golden spears, and holy blond women.

"Roll it up! Roll up every single page in the next issue!"

Morgans roared at the trembling editor-in-chief.

"Immediately! Reprint the global special edition! Front page! Largest font size!!"

With a flap of his wings, a gust of wind swept across the table, scattering the planned headline article everywhere.

"title!"

Morgans roared at the air.

"Let's write—[Legend tears apart reality! Arbitration by Dilt ignites the final war! The Holy Grail descends, fourteen Heroic Spirits vie for supremacy—the ultimate wave of the Great Pirate Era sweeps across the seas!]"

"Illustrated! A sketch of a white-bearded man raising a glass! And..."

He grabbed a blurry photo of Luffy.

Add a sidebar: [East Blue Rising Star! Straw Hat Luffy Holds the Holy Grail Mark!]

"Quick! Keep the layout going all night! Newsbird must cover the Grand Line before sunrise tomorrow!"

His voice was distorted with excitement.

In the corner, a newly hired reporter was pale and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

He mustered all his courage, his voice barely audible.

"President... including when the Holy Grail was first announced, this overwhelming media coverage... won't it... anger that Arbitrator? What if he... what if he blames us..."

I simply can't imagine the consequences of angering such a being.

The noisy newsroom fell silent instantly, and all eyes were on Morgans.

"Um?"

Morgans suddenly turned around, his sharp, bird-like eyes fixed on the young reporter.

But he showed no anger; instead, he gave a meaningful smile.

"Angered Dilt? Hahahaha!"

He burst into a fit of wild laughter and strode to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

He looked down at the brightly lit harbor below.

His voice suddenly lowered, carrying a seasoned shrewdness that came from years of experience in the underworld.

"Kid, who do you think Dilt is? Some brute?"

He turned around, his eyes gleaming.

"His legend extends far beyond the battlefield."

"His intelligence network, his 'claws,' extend much deeper and farther than you imagine...spreading across the world, even..."

He paused deliberately, his words carrying a deeper meaning.

"He's been involved with the board of directors of this news agency!"

The young reporter gasped.

"He threw out the bait of the 'Holy Grail War,' and he had no intention of hiding it!"

Morgans' voice carried an all-knowing, playful quality.

"That's exactly what he wants! He wants the whole world to know!"

What we want is for all the ambitious, all the powerful, and all the rats hiding in the gutter to leap out! Let this sea burn completely!

He spread his enormous wings.

"And I, Morgans! am his best megaphone!"

"Our friendship... was forged through countless big business deals!"

"He understands me, and I understand him! This news agency is its wings! Hahahaha!"

Laughter once again filled the hall.

"What are you all standing there for! Get moving! Let the world know about this Holy Grail War, which is comparable to the battle for One Piece!"

The news agency was operating like a machine in a state of emergency.

The next day, early in the morning.

Newsbirds took off from the news agency headquarters, their numbers blotting out the sun.

They carried the special edition, still smelling of ink, to every corner of the world.

Dressrosa, the King's Heights

Doflamingo sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

A newly delivered special edition floated in front of him, turning its pages automatically.

The exaggerated headline and accompanying picture were reflected in his pink sunglasses.

"Fufufufufu..."

A low, strange laugh echoed through the empty hall, growing louder and louder.

"The Holy Grail War? A wish-granting machine? Summoning Heroic Spirits?"

"Fufufu... Dilt... you old madman, are you finally tired of playing around in this world and ready to flip the table?"

Invisible threads were wrapped around his fingertips as he turned the page of the newspaper again.

"Group 14... Interesting... Very interesting! Information related to this in the underworld... its price will skyrocket, right?"

"Fufufu... This is a business opportunity! Besides, the Holy Grail... Fufufu!"

He gave the order to the air.

"Trebol! Get all the family threads moving! Search for information about the Holy Grail War! How can the Joker be absent from this grand event?"

—Alabasta, Rainland, deep within the Rain Banquet Casino—

Crocodile had a large cigar in his mouth and a newspaper spread out in front of him.

Under the dim light, he squinted, carefully reading each word.

Especially the description of the "omnipotent wish-granting machine".

A hoarse voice, tinged with heat, replied: "Hmph... the Holy Grail that grants all wishes?"

His golden hook tapped the table unconsciously, making a sound.

He looked toward the capital, Albana.

The Baroque Works' plan is at a crucial stage, and seizing this desert kingdom is the first step.

But now… a more tempting, more direct shortcut seems to have emerged?

Perhaps... the value of Alabasta needs to be reassessed.

"Gentlemen and ladies, we should start looking for news about the Holy Grail."

—A New World, on a Burning Island—

"MAMAMAMA!!!" Charlotte Linlin's enormous body sat on Zeus.

She looked at the newspaper Prometheus handed her and burst into deafening laughter.

"The Holy Grail? It can grant all wishes? Including making the world's most delicious wedding cake?!"

MAMAMAMA! So, Sister…all nations…perfect desserts…all wishes are no problem!

"Interesting, Dilt, you're still as interesting as you were when you were young..."

A greedy glint shone in her eyes.

—Wano Country, Onigashima—

Amidst thunderous snoring.

"Hmm...?"

The drunken Kaido barely opened one eye and glanced at the newspaper that King handed him.

He muttered, "Fulfilling wishes? How boring. It would be more interesting if he could destroy this boring world..."

He rolled over, the huge gourd of wine rolled off, and snoring resumed.

Jin silently put away the newspaper, his eyes behind the mask sharp as knives.

Heroic spirits? Worth paying attention to...

A secret base of the revolutionary army.

Dragon looked at the headline "Holy Grail War" on the newspaper, and the tiny illustration next to Luffy's name.

The shadow under his hat brim seemed even deeper.

A wish-granting machine? Could it end the Celestial Dragons' rule...?

To be honest, he believed more in the power of the people than in such vague and ethereal things.

However, the chaos brought about by this war... might be an opportunity.

He ordered in a deep voice, "Sabo, pay close attention to the developments in the Holy Grail War, especially... the World Government's reaction."

Naval Headquarters, Marshal's Office.

Warring States period's desk was completely overwhelmed by newspapers and urgent telegrams from all over the country.

At this time, Garp was still on vacation in the East Blue, and Kizaru's report was "on the way".

Sengoku looked at Morgans's highly provocative headline and Dieter's blurry figure on the front page.

The storm known as the "Holy Grail War" has begun to sweep across the world.

That guy Dilt... this is an open conspiracy, an unsolvable open conspiracy.

"What kind of people can participate in the war? Just pirates, or rather, everyone..."

Sengoku looked in the direction from which the deep voice came.

"Sakazuki..."

Steam rose around this tall, tough man.

"What if the navy could also participate in the war..."

A strange, menacing glint appeared in Akainu's eyes.

"Perhaps, seizing the Holy Grail is also a good option..."