Little guy, do you want to challenge me?

Chocolate Island, located on the outskirts of the Totoland Archipelago in the Totoland Sea, is governed by Big Mom's eldest son, the powerful Charlotte Perospero.

Recently, as more and more guests arrived for the tea party, this island was designated as one of the reception points. Invited guests would dock here, verify their identities, and then be guided to Cake Island, the central hub of the Whole Cake Chateau.

At this moment, the harbor was adorned with decorations, and the Homies, sentient plants and trees, swayed in the wind, singing various songs to welcome the arriving guests.

"Perospero, how many batches of guests have arrived today?" On the pier, three figures stood side by side. To the left was Charlotte Compote, the eldest daughter of the Charlotte family, who resembled Charlotte Linlin. Watching a ship that had been inspected sail away, she turned to Perospero in the middle and asked.

"I believe this is the fourth batch," Perospero, slim and wearing a hat, extended his unusually long tongue to lick his candy cane.

"There have been many changes in the past few days due to the battle between Mother and the Whitebeard Pirates. Many guests have changed their minds. After all, that guy Whitebeard is second only to Roger and the Golden Lion in these seas. But regardless of whether the number of guests in the next two days is many or few, pay extra attention. We can't afford to lose face for Big Mom's pirate crew."

"Yes, Brother Perospero," Charlotte Compote replied.

"Oh, and Katakuri, I know the incident with Brulee had a big impact on you, but..." Just as Perospero was speaking to the young child next to him, who was wearing a white scarf, black gloves, black jeans, and spiked black boots and carried a trident on his back, his waist emitted a "blurp blurp" sound. Perospero took out a Den Den Mushi and, after listening for a while, furrowed his brow.

"What's wrong, Brother Perospero?" Compote couldn't help but ask, even Katakuri, who had been silent all along, turned to look.

"The Sea Slug just sent a message. Another ship from the southeast is approaching, but..." Perospero hesitated. "But judging from the pirate flag on the ship, it seems to be Nicholas' pirate crew..."

"Nicholas?" Both Compote and Katakuri were startled. Compote narrowed her eyes, a hint of confusion in her gaze. "If I remember correctly, Nicholas is the guy who used to be with Mother in the Rocks Pirates, right?"

"Yes, that's him," Perospero nodded solemnly, while Katakuri, who had not spoken before, sneered, "Whoever that guy is, this is Totoland! Even if it's Nicholas himself, if he wants to harm my family, I'll pierce him with my Spear of Elbaf without hesitation."

Especially when this guy, who is about the same age as himself and stands at the top of the world's seas, has stirred up Katakuri's fighting spirit.

"Looks like a troublesome guy has come knocking." As Perospero recalled the various disturbances in Totoland over the past two months and the arrival of Nicholas at this moment, his mood turned increasingly foul. Meanwhile, Katakuri suddenly looked up at the distance, grasping the handle of his spear, and said lightly, "He's here."

Perospero and Compote turned to look, and sure enough, they saw a ship approaching, with a young man sitting cross-legged at the bow.

"Is this supposed to be Linlin's Whole Cake?" Nicholas couldn't help but comment as he observed the still-under-construction island.

On the bow of the Sea Sovereignty, everyone stood behind Nicholas, watching the island growing closer. Vista, looking at the buildings constructed from various sweets, couldn't help but be curious. "I heard that many islands in Whole Cake are made of edible materials. Is that true?"

[AN- I will change the name of the ship from "Sea monarchy" to "Sea Sovereignty" because they have similar meaning and the second one sounds better, But do tell me if you beg to differ]

"It is true," Nicholas nodded with a smile. "Not only the buildings, but when you enter Cake Island, you'll find that even the trees and flowers along the road are edible, some can even talk, and you'll see quite a few biscuit soldiers."

"Really?" Brook's eyes lit up at this revelation. "Trees that can talk?"

For Brook, who had lived as a living skeleton for over a decade, although he still felt like an oddity when surrounded by normal people, hearing about talking trees and soldiers made of biscuits seemed to make his own situation less unusual.

"Hehe, indeed," Nicholas chuckled. "And speaking of which, Captain, if a large force were to attack here, we wouldn't have to worry about supply issues."

Simon seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but speak up.

"Haha, true," Nicholas agreed, laughing. In a jesting tone looking at katakuri on the island far away, he added, "Looks like we've got a challenger, don't we?"

The feeling of looking down at a future strongman was truly enjoyable.

As the Sea Sovereignty approached Chocolate Island, the distance between them grew shorter and shorter. After about four or five minutes, they finally docked at the pier, but before anyone could disembark, they were astonished to see a large group of animated plants and trees swaying on the dock, singing songs to welcome them. The three figures leading the group looked like children, but the people around them clearly showed them exceptional respect.

"Respected Captain Nicholas, Totoland welcomes your arrival," Perospero removed his hat and bowed respectfully.

Nicholas' gaze swept over the faces of the three people on the shore, easily recognizing their identities. After all, the features of the Charlotte family members were too distinctive to forget after a single glance.

These three individuals were Charlotte Perospero, Charlotte Compote, and Charlotte Katakuri, respectively. However, they still seemed somewhat inexperienced at this moment, unable to conceal their inner thoughts before Nicholas.

"Little guy, do you want to challenge me?" Nicholas lowered his head to speak to Katakuri.

As he imagined, the feeling of looking down at a future strongman was indeed enjoyable.

Upon hearing Nicholas' words, Perospero's forehead broke into a cold sweat, and his eyes flickered to his brother, hoping he wouldn't say anything inappropriate.