Ace's stay in the land of Wano, a country held under the heavy hand of a yonko pirate, had not had an end result as such, when he was disappointed by what he had encountered. It was not the unstable economy, the lack of food for those who lived little worse than street mongrels, but the disappointment was the lack of a ruler in the country.

Should Ace be offended when Kaido and his pirates left for an indefinite period, leaving him without a satisfying outcome. Maybe a good fight and an attempt to match one of the strongest men alive today was a tempting idea that could come into his head, filled with a careless wind. The wind of freedom and his boundless ambition, the potential hidden behind his title of captain of the second division of the Whitebeard Pirates.

He is the son and firstborn of a great man - one who has defied hundreds, thousands, even millions of people. This man was addressing people whose dreams were real, whose ambition and strength were overflowing with spirit, and no one would be able to stop them if they decided to accept this daring challenge. The permanent treasure, One Piece, supposedly hidden within the Grand Line. Wealth, fame, power! And, in the end, the priceless title of the king of the pirates.

The foolish man, called Ace's father, was executed twenty years ago, and in twenty years too many people went to sail the seas. They became pirates to pay tribute to him, to take over his legacy, his strong spirit and to ask his dead soul for a blessing for good luck in further voyages across dangerous seas and islands. But Ace was too proud to continue the legacy of his father.

He was himself, he did not owe Roger anything except gratitude for the gift of life and the loved ones who surrounded him. Friends, sworn brothers and all the rest were left in the past when Ace decided to take the true path - to become what he wanted to be - a free pirate, and he became it. If Ace was not destined to lead his own crew forward, on the same path of truth, then his life path had to be changed by someone else, it was Whitebeard.

Then his views on the pirate world changed, his interest in this life became sharper, then no one could force him to give up everything he had achieved just for a little recognition. He did not care what others, citizens, marines expected from him. Only the wind was in his head.

Ace's steps were directed along the streets of the barely lively red light district. People, locals, as soon as they saw a stranger, hurried to hide and quickly go about their business, so as not to risk in case this stranger was dangerous. His empty, black eyes were looking at the road ahead, so as not to accidentally stray from the path, but in reality, Ace wasn't sure where he was going, because his real purpose for visiting Wano was different.

But it would be much more annoying to visit the most piquant district, but not visit any of the entertainment venues. Perhaps he needed to vent his disappointment and see what awaited him during his stay in a country colorful with its bright sights. With his contribution to the team, he deserved some proper rest, even if it only lasted for one night and was cut short by morning.

"Here are the girls who have not been booked at the moment." — The worker at the reception desk hands Ace several cards with women's names on them, most likely given to the workers to keep their real names and identities confidential under the layers of makeup, jewelry, and thick clothes.

Now, it was much easier when Ace almost instantly picked a random card with a very cute name, who was now in his possession, no matter how mean or wrong it sounded. The belly, the price for the worker's services, were scattered on the counter in front of the receptionist. He resolutely walked towards the room in which he was supposed to be waiting.

The shoji were slightly open, Ace's head awkwardly peeked out from the opening, his gaze directed at a figure, probably the one he'd selected, sitting on the tatami in the middle of the space of the room. Speechless at the sight of the person in front of him, who was sitting with his back to him, Ace coughed into his fist to get attention. But, unable to muster up the patience, he walked inside, prudently closing the door behind him.

"I guess I chose you." — The speech was cut off when they turned to face him and smirked, impudently staring into his eyes with hidden intentions. Imagine his shock when instead of the girl there sat a man, whose gaze was too alarmingly fixed on Ace's black pupils. What had he done to the poor girl? Or did he really take that name for his work shift. This strange world and the people who inhabited it never ceased to amaze.

"Fire Fist Ace." — The first thing that came out of his mouth. Immediately after, a maniacal glint flashed in his eyes, his hand extended to show the surprised Ace the bounty poster. If this strange man wasn't a worker, then there was only one explanation for his presence - he was a member of the Beasts Pirates, a subordinate of Kaido, who had stayed in Wano to quietly keep an eye on the supposed order in the districts of the area.

Only the Beasts Pirates were the law in Wano, the only known pirates, the only punishers - there was no doubt about that.