On the deserted island, Mislanda looked at the massive pair of wings in front of him and almost swore out loud.
"Flying? Are you kidding me?!"
"What, you think I can't fly already?"
There was no doubt about it — right after the utterly useless Romantic Battery – Pumpkin, Mislanda had drawn another chicken-rib-tier Imperial Arm.
He rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh.
"Ugh… today must really be my unlucky day."
"System! Two draws at once! Let's see if I can finally get something good!"
[Ding! Drawing…]
A few seconds passed—
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained the Imperial Arms: Hundred-Arms Giant – Beast Transformation! and Lightning Flash – Susanoo!]
[Beast Transformation – Hundred-Arms Giant: A living-type Imperial Arm. In its resting form, it appears as a small dog. In battle, it transforms into a colossal demonic hound that fights alongside its master. As long as its core remains intact, it is immortal. It can enter a berserk state, greatly enhancing combat power, and its roar can paralyze enemies' movements.]
[Lightning Flash – Susanoo: A humanoid-type Imperial Arm. Like the Hundred-Arms Giant, its core grants it immortality. Its secret art, "Manifest Wrath," allows it to absorb its master's life force for temporary evolution — reaching the power level of a King.]
[Ding! Adjustment made to Susanoo: "Manifest Wrath" now consumes one year of the user's lifespan for thirty minutes of evolution. Can only be used once per week.]
In the original form, Susanoo's secret art was extremely unfriendly to its master — using it three times would outright kill the user, and the transformation only lasted three minutes.
But the system had strengthened it!
Two glowing spheres appeared before Mislanda, materializing into a tall man with bull-like horns and a traditional kimono, and a small, fluffy dog that looked far too adorable for its name.
"Hundred-Arms Giant… and Susanoo. Not bad at all!"
That meant two loyal and powerful subordinates had just joined his ranks.
Susanoo, especially, was impressive — his "Manifest Wrath" form could rival a King-class powerhouse for half an hour.
Even without transforming, his base strength was likely somewhere between Diamond and Star-tier.
As for the Hundred-Arms Giant — its berserk state could probably go head-to-head with Star-tier opponents for a short while.
"AH!"
Suddenly, Susanoo seemed to have noticed something important. He shouted, then knelt down and began tidying Mislanda's slightly messy hair.
Mislanda: "…"
Right. He almost forgot — besides being a warrior, Susanoo was also a domestic expert.
He could build houses in no time and was proficient in over a thousand cooking styles.
Mislanda chuckled, then turned to the little dog.
On the surface, it looked harmless and cute — but that was just an illusion.
Underneath that adorable appearance was a terrifying beast that could devour people without blinking.
"From now on," Mislanda said with a grin, ruffling its head, "your name will still be Xiaobi."
Xiaobi wagged its tail affectionately, rubbing its head against Mislanda's leg.
At this point, Mislanda had collected four Imperial Arms:
Romantic Battery – Pumpkin, Wings of Freedom – Mastema, Beast Transformation – Hundred-Arms Giant (Xiaobi), and Lightning Flash – Susanoo.
He still had two more draws left.
"Prince!"
Just as Mislanda was debating whether to stop for the day, a familiar voice called out.
He turned and saw Hancock standing at the edge of the clearing, dressed in his black shirt.
The shirt was clearly too large in some places… yet far too tight in others.
Mislanda's gaze paused on her for a moment.
Well… let's just say that some parts of her didn't quite fit the outfit.
But as the saying goes — beautiful women look good in anything.
Even with ill-fitting clothes, Hancock radiated charm.
For a moment, Mislanda was simply struck speechless by her beauty.
Under his unrestrained gaze, Hancock blushed furiously and lowered her head.
"Come here," Mislanda said, extending his hand toward her.
Hesitant at first, Hancock eventually stepped forward and gently placed her hand in his.
"Prince… I—"
"Don't call me 'Prince,'" Mislanda interrupted with a small smile. "It sounds weird. My name is Mislanda."
"Then… Lord Mislanda," she said softly.
"Whatever you prefer."
"By the way, where are your sisters?"
He had noticed Hancock was alone.
"They're still washing up," Hancock said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I… wanted to see you first, so I came out early."
She peeked up at him shyly, then quickly averted her gaze again.
Seeing this bashful version of Boa Hancock, Mislanda couldn't help but marvel—
was this really the woman who would one day become the Pirate Empress?
Then an idea struck him.
He gently pulled his hand back and smiled.
"Hancock, do me a favor — blow into my palm."
"Eh? Why?"
"Just a little superstition," Mislanda said, chuckling. "They say a beautiful woman's blessing brings good fortune. Let's see if that's true."
"Go on — one little breath, and it'll bless me with luck."
"Oh… okay."
Hancock nodded lightly, then leaned forward.
Whoo…
Warm breath brushed against his palm.
Mislanda nodded in satisfaction. "Thanks."
Then he closed his eyes.
"System, I'll handle the next draw myself. Give me a proper draw box or roulette wheel."
[Ding! Processing… please wait.]
Moments later, a massive spinning wheel appeared before him, displaying the remaining forty-four Imperial Arms.
"Alright… let's get something good this time!"
He spun the pointer.
The wheel whirled dozens of times before finally coming to a stop.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained the Imperial Arm: All-Seeing – The Observer!]
[All-Seeing – The Observer: Grants the user five enhanced forms of vision — Clairvoyance, Illusion Sight, Precognition, Long-Distance Sight, and Mind Sight!]
A thin headband appeared, set with a single gem shaped like an eye.
Mislanda put it on and opened his eyes—
Immediately, his mind was flooded with vivid images:
Far across the ocean, two Sea Kings were fighting; in another direction, a pirate ship was sailing through the waves.
Countless scenes from faraway places filled his consciousness.
"This is basically a clairvoyant's power," he murmured.
But he wasn't disappointed. That was only one of the five abilities. He still had four more to test.
He focused again, cycling through them one by one—
Then suddenly, a soft voice echoed beside him.
"Lord Mislanda is so handsome… I just want to stay with him forever… ahhh—!"
Mislanda froze, turning his head sharply toward the source of the voice.
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