Well, though I accepted the mission, it won't happen today. You guys can go do your things," Shun said to the small crowd, trying to disperse the group, but…
"Shun! Take me with you!" Natsu suddenly was fired up quite literally, after hearing God Serena was the former strongest magician in the Fiore continent and that he was a Dragon Slayer like him.
"Aye!" The blue cat just followed along.
"Idiot, stop it. You'll just be a nuisance," Gray stopped him.
"Wear clothes before opening your mouth, you perverted bastard!" Natsu was surprisingly more creative with the insults lately.
'Is it the side effect of letting them watch different animes over the years?' Shun sighed with dread, as he felt like he had just failed as a parent.
'Well, it did give them more creative ideas in their fighting style and thinking too,' Shun justified himself.
"Stop it, you two!" Erza stopped the dispute effortlessly as always.
'With Lisanna still here, Mira's personality was still the wild one. So she often made Natsu and Gray cry in the past. They probably fear Mira more than Erza,' Shun thought with a small smile.
However, someone didn't like that.
"What are you planning, bastard?" Cana asked as she took a bit of a distance.
'This girl…'
Shun wasn't the one to let such rude remarks towards the guild master slide.
'The World! Complete Version!' Shun chanted to himself, and soon enough…
Cana collapsed in Lucy's arms as her body felt the inexplicable pleasure all over her body. Her face turned completely red. Her thighs rubbed together.
"Heh." Shun just smirked and left.
No one noticed what had just happened.
Well, that's what Shun thought. But…
'Damn, there's Ultear!'
"Cough cough. I have something to talk with Ultear." Before anyone could speak, Shun took Ultear outside.
"…"
Once outside, Ultear was smirking, but she couldn't hide her blushing cheeks.
"How are you doing lately? Is Hades causing you trouble?" Shun asked with 'concern.'
Though he could deal with Hades anytime, he even wanted his powers. But the Tenroujima arc needed to happen as it was in the original. After all, Acnologia was nowhere to be found.
"Do you really think you can pretend that didn't happen?"
"Hmm, I had a deeper reasoning than you think. Now she will think twice before disrespecting the guild master," Shun explained with a righteous expression.
"I see…" Ultear muttered before continuing.
"You really like your new position. Well… after witnessing something like that so suddenly, I'm really glad that I chose to learn this magic," Ultear said, still smirking.
"…"
Even Shun had no face to show her at this time.
'I didn't go too far earlier, but still… I have to keep her mouth shut.'
"Surely, you don't want Mavis to know how you're abusing your new status," Ultear said.
"What do you want from me?" Shun asked with a grim face.
"You already know what I want…" Ultear said ambiguously and grabbed Shun by his waist.
"…"
'Lately, the women around me are acting a bit wild. Or rather horny. I know I'm not an incubus or something of that direction… well, I'm not complaining,' Shun thought and decided to play along.
"Kyaah—" Shun scooped her up and disappeared to a nearby mountain where there wouldn't be anyone.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he created a simple house for both of them.
'Arc of Embodiment and Arc of Time. They're almost taking the spot of my main magic lately.' Thinking stuff like that, Shun entered the house, with the Magic Council member still in his embrace.
——
Two hours later…
'I hate… Nagato,' Shun thought as he stared at the ceiling with panting Ultear on his chest.
'Why did that bastard revive everyone. He had god syndrome most of his life, then changes his mind after hearing a talk by a teenager that he met on the same day.'
"What are you thinking?" Ultear asked as she looked at Shun's deep look.
"Nothing special," Shun answered with a sigh.
'The post nut clarity is kicking in and I'm thinking pointless things.'
Shun looked at Ultear and pulled out a special ring.
"This is?!" Ultear asked, though she isn't a materialistic woman, she could tell this ring was special…
"Is this a magic item?" She asked again.
"It could be called a magic item. I made it from a special material."
Ultear's interest was piqued.
"This ring is made from a material called the pure gold. It's rumored to be a treasure that can buy the whole world."
"Huh?" Ultear didn't buy it, but… Shun's expression didn't seem like he was joking.
"Two hundred years ago, one scientist's daughter was deadly ill. So he created this pure gold that could stop the aging of the people close to it. Stopping aging means it could also halt the illness from spreading in the body. That scientist and his daughter are still alive to this day, still at the same age," Shun finished his dramatic explanation.
"!"
By now, Ultear understood why this ring was special.
"How did you get it?" She asked.
"I stole it," Shun replied curtly.
"…"
"Ah, don't get me wrong, I stole it from a fish that had swallowed the island that the father and daughter were living in."
"A fish that can swallow an island?"
"Yeah."
'Few months ago, I borrowed Baccarat's help with her Luck Luck fruit and finally found the pure gold. With the More More fruit, even having a tiny pure gold means I have an unlimited amount of pure gold. When I just said that I liked her powers, Baccarat immediately offered to help. I guess my live interview to the whole world was a right move,' Shun thought.
"Well, who cares about the story. It's just a show of my sincerity." Shun smiled and put the ring on her.
"Mm." Ultear nodded and hugged Shun with her brightest smile.
——
An hour later, the two finally separated and headed their own ways.
'Makarov will recruit Gajeel on his own and Juvia would apply to join on her own. I guess I'll check on my admiral duties,' Shun thought and then with a POP-!
He was gone.
Only the simple house remained in the mountain after the couple did their deed and left.
——
Creaak.
Shun entered Sengoku's office and took a seat without a word.
"Hi." When Shun entered, there was already a crowd of old people.
"Hm? You brat… aren't you growing a bit too fast?" Garp asked as he was munching down rice crackers as always.
'Oh? It looks like that for the people of this world huh? Well, the time difference is 4 to 1 after all,' Shun thought then answered some random bullshit.
"Ah, it's just a small side effect of my ability."
The casual lie he made up immediately raised interest more than concern.
"So that ridiculous plunder ability has a side effect huh?" Sengoku muttered with a low voice.
"What is the side effect?" Garp just asked upfront.
"I noticed it just recently… I've started to age faster than normal after I plundered too much ability."
"!"
Seeing their surprised expressions, Shun decided to go through with the lie, as it seemed to work in his benefit for his future plan.
"Well, I should've noticed faster when my body started turning white. Like my hair and eyes," Shun sighed dramatically.
"…"
"Your hair isn't natural?" Garp asked again, feeling sympathy for Shun, after all he wouldn't forget what he did for his grandsons.
"Yeah, it suddenly turned white when I had my first breakthrough in my strength." When Shun started bullshitting dramatically,
The so-called allies of his suddenly realized they still knew nothing about him.
'So this is why this brat acts and does whatever he wants without hiding anything? To live without regrets?' Sengoku was even getting a bit emotional, same for the other members in the crowd.
"Well, enough about that. Maybe I will find the pure gold one day and my problem will be solved? Haha," Shun said with a shrug.
Thinking that Shun was trying to liven up the mood with a joke, after all the pure gold was a myth, the crowd felt even more sympathy and forced a small laughter.
"Is there any news from Shiki?" Shun asked what he really was curious about, after all he thought his plan was perfect but… Shiki didn't make any moves.
'Did this old man die or something. Or is he actually a fraud?' Shun thought with a small smile tugging at his lips.
"Hmm, no news from Shiki yet. But the Five Elders were calling you to complete your end of the deal as they already completed theirs," Sengoku said, trying to forget the heavy atmosphere from earlier.
"Huh? Those old men gone senile?" Shun asked back.
'The Five Elders… one day suddenly asked me to spar with their chosen champion or whatever. Seriously, do they think they're some kind of shounen protagonists that challenge an unruly antagonist to a righteous duel? Like some red boob dragon?' Shun sighed.
"…"
Everyone in the room was already used to this type of talk. But even now they felt a bit weird about someone talking behind the world's highest authority like this.
"Even if they were, you have to fulfill your end of the deal if you made a promise," Sengoku started lecturing.
"So they really caught those two huh?"
'Few months ago, they suddenly asked for a duel. So I just casually told them to capture two people that annoyed me in the past.'
"Yes," Sengoku nodded.
"Alright… then call them. Let's deal with it now."
Sengoku immediately called the Five Elders, because the one who was annoyed the most between those two parties was as always him.
After some Bere Bere Bere, the call was connected.
Gotcha.
"Sengoku. What is it."
A deep voice answered.
Before Sengoku could answer—
"It's me-eh."
"!"
The people hearing Shun frowned, but they thought they just misheard.
"Did you capture the two bastards I mentioned-eh?"
"…"
"Yes, we have them in prison monitored by the CP0." The Five Elders kept their composure. They were trained to keep their composure by the very bastard they were talking to.
"Alright, then prepare the place and the champion you speak of within today. Only today is possible because I have an important matter to attend later-eh."
"What are you doing right now?!" The voice behind the call started to lose their composure.
'This bastard was busier than them? Most importantly what's with the way of his talking. Was he mocking us?!' Jaygarcia Saturn seethed with anger.
"I'm speaking on the dendenmushi with you-eh."
Shun answered innocently.
"What's with the way you speak?!" This time Saint Marcus Mars asked.
"Ah, this? Am I doing good-eh? I tried to speak like you guys-eh?" Shun said.
"…"
"Pfft—" Garp almost choked on his rice crackers.
Sengoku swiftly covered Garp's mouth and took him away.
"Come to Mary Geoise!" Saint Saturn only said those words then cut the call.
"…"
The room became completely silent for a bit.
"All right, Imma head out. Old man, take the two prisoners and keep them until I come back," Shun said and tried to go to the holy land. However…
"Wait, I want to watch what will happen," Garp said and started following.
"Do whatever you want." Shun didn't mind and went on his way.
——
After an hour…
In the Mary Geoise, Slave Colosseum.
On one side, a white-haired man with the nickname Hakuryuu, which meant White Dragon.
'Morgan really did a good one on creating this nickname. The strong marines had a nickname with a color and an animal combined.'
In the spectators' side, all members of the crowd from Sengoku's room earlier were sitting together. The only addition to them was a bird reporter known as Big News Morgan.
Shun and Morgan were working together for a long time. This time Shun literally teleported him for a live broadcast to the whole world.
The Five Elders were furious but eventually gave in, it was all for the greater good.
Know their enemy before striking!
Plus the Five Elders were the casual Celestial Dragons. Slave Colosseum was their favorite pastime event. How could they miss? They would casually bet hundreds of millions of belli every week.
"Who is fighting today-eh?" One Celestial Dragon asked.
"I don't know… but I want him as my new toy-eh!" One fat female Celestial Dragon screamed with excitement.
"…"
Shun heard but pretended not to notice.
"I don't know, but I'm betting my this month's allowance. A billion belli! On the one who is fighting that guy-eh!" Another fat Celestial Dragon said.
"Huh? You sure are bold today-eh!"
Soon… finally the opposite side revealed the fighter.
It was an old man.
He is a tall, well-built elderly man with a wrinkled face, an aquiline nose, and pale-blond hair styled into dramatic spikes: two side-facing ones and one extremely tall forward-bent spike on top.
His most striking feature is his elaborate facial hair, a mustache and large beard connected to spiked sideburns that together form a crescent moon shape when viewed from the side, or a four-pointed star from the front, with a prominent forward spike below his chin.
"Huh? He is going to fight? Then I'm betting on him too-eh!"
The pigs were screaming with excitement.
'The Five Elders were really angry huh?' Shun thought with a smile after all his opponent was the famous Sea Emperor's father, Figarland Garling!
Figarland Garling eyed his opponent.
"A mere scum dares to show its fang towards gods?"
Garling said as he had read a short summary of what this guy had done.
He expected some kind of reply, as he heard that this guy liked to trash talk. But…
Shun turned towards the Five Elders and said.
"Give a sign and start the duel-eh."
"…"
"Start." Saint Saturn announced, provocation of this level no longer had an effect on them.
As soon as the duel started, Shun… started falling backwards. It was just for a second. But for the many strong people watching, they had suspected many things in that one second.
Thump—!
However… when Shun was about to fall, out of nowhere a golden throne was materialized out of thin air.
"!"
"What is that?!"
"A golden chair was materialized from thin air!"
"I want that chair!" The pigs were making noises.
But the one who was most surprised was none other than the one fighting Shun.
He didn't care much about the throne, but…
'This scum dares to disrespect our duel…'
"You insect!" Garling muttered and drew his sword.
Shun looked at this and suddenly said dramatically.
"Oh, you use a sword?"
"Get up and take your stance. Though it's pointless," Garling spoke, looking at the still sitting Shun.
"Gun is mightier than the sword," Shun said much to the confusion of the entire crowd.
"What do you want to say?" Garling asked.
"Man, talk about a memorable quote." Shun just smiled and shrugged with a mocking smile.
"A sword can't beat a weapon that shoots," Shun spoke, while still seated.
"…"
"What is the brat saying? Was he a gunman?" Garp asked curiously.
"I don't know," Sengoku replied curtly as he never had a clue what this brat wanted to do.
Back to the battlefield.
Garling had enough, he was the one who looks down on his preys. Not the other way around.
He raised his sword and immediately tried to dash forward… but Shun opened his mouth.
"Bang."
To everyone's surprise, out of thin air once again a thing was materialized, but this time the location was deadly, it was right in front of the old man Garling's temple. To be precise it was a handgun named Colt Python. As if it was controlled by magic, it shot by itself and a bullet entered right in the middle of Garling's temple.
Splat—!
"…"
Garling Figarland collapsed under everyone's eyes. The duel lasted for less than half a minute.
The whole arena became silent, until the guy on the throne broke the silence.
"Morgan! Did you get a good angle?"
"…"
Morgan was speechless for a moment like the rest of the spectators but he soon came to his senses and nodded rapidly.
"Of course! This is what I do for a living!" He screamed.
"Good." Shun gave a thumbs up, then spoke again.
"We went all the trouble to live broadcast to the whole world, but the duel didn't last even a minute huh? I guess there's no helping it. Out of respect for everyone watching, I'll sing a song!"
"…"
Next moment, Shun stood up and the golden throne vanished into nothingness.
Then on the arena, Shun created a mic.
"Cough cough." Shun tested the mic.
"Is he good at singing? That's unexpected," Garp asked.
"The more important question is he has a devil fruit that can create things out of thin air!" Sengoku stopped Garp's nonsense.
"I made this song on the spot. Please listen," Shun said and started.
"The—" When he was about to start… his mic was cut in halves by the guy who was supposed to be dead…
"…"
"Saint Garling!"
"I knew he was just joking-eh!"
"You alive?" Shun pretended to be surprised.
Garling didn't answer, it's been decades since he was humiliated like this. He was burning with fury. He dashed forward. This time aiming for Shun's throat not the mic.
Just when his sword was about to meet its target, a massive hand made of a stone had fallen from the air, crushing the poor Garling into the floor as if he was an insect being stomped.
'Arc of Embodiment has an infinite potential, because of that bastard from the Grimoire Heart made a bad example. I was limiting its potential and my imagination,' Shun thought with a sigh.
Next second the bloodied Garling sliced the giant stone hand into pieces and stood up.
To the spectators' surprise, his wounds were regenerating at an insane speed. Even his blood was vanishing.
"When I killed Ochoku in the past, I fought him a bit seriously. Because though he lacks in strength, he had a reputation of being a veteran from the previous era. And how he is only below the Sea Emperors or whatever," Shun started speaking with dramatic hand gestures.
"You, however, has neither the strength nor the reputation to make me fight you seriously. Garling? No one heard a name like that before." Shun kept speaking while Garling remained silent, while holding his burning fury back.
"What I'm trying to say is… in this duel, I will absolutely not get serious!"