Chapter 212 First Impressions
A small boat floated on the nearby sea surface.
Though calling it a small boat was only relative to the people aboard—the visibly enormous figures casting nets to catch fish had extraordinarily massive builds.
To ordinary people on the seas, that small boat was actually quite large, easily exceeding one hundred meters in length.
"Oh! Giants!"
Tesoro looked into the distance with some curiosity. "Though they're one of the most famous races on the seas, this is my first time seeing them in person."
This was also Brett's first time seeing giants with his own eyes.
His first impression was that they were truly massive.
His own height was already quite remarkable on these seas—around five meters tall, he stood out like a crane among chickens wherever he went.
But before the giant race, who averaged around twenty meters tall after reaching adulthood, he really paled in comparison.
The second thing Brett noticed was that these giants' attire was very similar to the Beasts Pirates.
All wearing fur clothing with horned helmets.
It was hard not to think they'd arrived at some Beasts Pirates Giant Country branch.
"With such remarkable size, the strength they possess is probably hundreds or thousands of times that of ordinary humans."
Tesoro sighed with emotion. "No wonder Giant Country is called the world's strongest nation."
"So Mama has always coveted this country's power."
Katakuri said calmly.
Who wouldn't desire such a powerful country?
While they were talking, the small boat carrying the giants had already approached.
"Who are you people!"
The speaker was a giant who looked quite aged, with graying hair and a beard that reached his abdomen. He put down his fishing net, pulled out a giant axe from the deck, and looked quite eager to try it out.
This country's giants were also complete martial enthusiasts. When they went to sea, they generally had two paths—either becoming mercenaries or becoming pirates.
So even the giants who stayed in their homeland to fish for a living completely lacked no courage for battle.
"Don't misunderstand, we're not here to cause trouble."
Tesoro looked up. Though they were still separated by some sea surface, the giants' height was simply too exaggerated—to speak with them required tilting one's head up. "We've come to visit this country's king and have already made prior contact."
"If you don't believe us, you can verify it."
"You want to see the king?"
The giant uncle's brow immediately furrowed. He'd thought they were some blind human pirates looking for trouble or some delusional human merchants wanting to do business with the giants.
"My name is Brett, from Fish-Man Island."
Brett made a self-introduction. "And this guy's name is Tesoro. As he said, someone should have already made an appointment with this country's king for us."
"Brett! Brett from Fish-Man Island!"
The giant uncle's expression immediately changed—from confusion to shock, finally to indescribable excitement. "Right, right! Looking closely, you look exactly like in the newspapers!"
"You're that Deep Sea Emperor from Fish-Man Island!"
"That should be me, yes."
Brett smiled.
Giant Country seemed less isolated than the Longarm tribe or Zou.
That made sense—giants often went to sea to make a living, and this country hadn't suffered much discrimination. The island it occupied didn't have insurmountable natural barriers like Zou or Wano Country.
"Can you notify them for us? Tell the giant king we've arrived."
Brett said.
"Hahahaha! Since it's already arranged, of course no problem!"
The giant uncle was very straightforward. "Come on, come with us to the village, and have the elder help you contact the capital!"
"Sounds good."
Brett readily agreed.
Giants all seemed to have such generous, magnanimous personalities—it was hard not to feel goodwill toward them.
So the Sea Kings pulled the ship following the giants who'd turned their boat around, coming to the coast together. Then Brett and the other two disembarked, finally standing on Giant Country's soil.
A young giant following behind the giant uncle hoisted up the ship stopped at the coast—this strength was no joke.
"Doesn't feel much different from islands overseas."
Tesoro looked around while standing on the coast. "I originally thought everything on this island would be as massive as the giants."
Many towering trees grew along the coast reaching into the clouds, but there were still more short trees that were like shrubs to giants.
"Hahahaha! Almost every human who comes to Elbaf says that!"
The giant uncle laughed heartily. "But we shaped this island, not the island shaping us!"
His tone carried considerable pride.
Indeed—they were the strongest race in this world.
"Now then, before heading to the village!"
The giant uncle raised his great axe, looking at Brett with eyes full of excitement. "Deep Sea Emperor, let me witness your strength!"
The young giants following behind him were equally eager to try.
Brett's mouth twitched.
Oh right, the giant race was indeed martial-oriented.
They respected the strong, yet enjoyed challenging the strong.
"No problem."
Brett smiled and nodded.
Then, about one minute later.
"Hahahaha! Truly worthy of being the Deep Sea Emperor! Such strength is truly unimaginable!"
The somewhat bruised giant uncle laughed heartily. "A complete crushing defeat!"
Bruised along with him were the other young giants.
The battle lasted only a few seconds. Six-year-old Charlotte Linlin could easily defeat adult giants, let alone the current Brett.
The battle process could only be described as instant kill after instant kill.
Facing the giant uncle's continuous praise, Brett only smiled in response.
"Everyone in the village will be very happy to see you arrive!" the giant uncle said.
Soon, Brett understood what the uncle meant by "very happy."
The giant village where the giant uncle lived wasn't far from where Brett and the others had landed. They arrived after walking not long.
Only here did it really feel like they'd arrived in a giant country.
Everything before their eyes was incredibly massive.
Walls, houses, roads—everything was super-sized.
Not to mention the curious giants crowding around—it was like being surrounded by a moving forest.
"Is he really that amazing?"Someone asked.
"Of course! Incredibly strong! He defeated all of us in an instant!" the giant uncle leading the way said with proud laughter.
"Really?"
Then burning, excited gazes surrounded Brett.
Brett's mouth twitched.
Right—this was the giant race's characteristic.
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