Raideen's indifferent words were like the ice and snow of the Underworld smashing into everyone's faces.
Causing many people to look at Streusen with strange eyes.
Streusen's heart, which had just settled down, jumped to his throat again, his thoughts racing.
Wasn't Mother Carmel killed by these ungrateful giants?
Is it also related to the World Government?
No, no, now is not the time to think about these things.
If I anger these giants, there is absolutely no possibility of survival!
He trembled and defended himself, "I am a pirate! My Lords, I have nothing to do with the World Government."
Raideen remained unmoved: "Mother Carmel was also a notorious human trafficker, yet she still colluded with the World Government."
"Raideen, calm down." Loki interrupted: "The World Government represents the interests of the Celestial Dragons, not every human being. Similarly, just because Mother Carmel was a human trafficker doesn't mean every human harbors evil intentions. Just like Linlin, I believe she will never hurt me or Elbaf."
"Mhm mhm, Linlin likes Loki (◕～◕✿) chew!, likes Elbaf." Charlotte Linlin couldn't read the atmosphere, her attention still on the food.
"Similarly, I believe Your Excellency Streusen won't hurt us, right?" Loki looked down at Streusen, his tone gentle.
"Of course!" Streusen suddenly came back to his senses, kneeling on one knee as if grasping the last straw: "If it weren't for you, I would have been buried in the sea. Even as a pirate, I understand the word [Benevolence]. As a reward, I want to become your chef."
The corner of Loki's mouth curled slightly.
Sure enough, the good cop bad cop routine works best.
Receiving no reply, Streusen continued: "Although my meager strength is not worth mentioning in front of you lords, I am not only proficient in cooking but also have some knowledge of nutrition. You are currently in your childhood, a time when you need nutritional supplements. I can adjust the recipes according to your daily changes to ensure you get maximum growth."
"Adjust every day?" Loki was stunned.
This is quite suitable for his rapidly changing growth rate.
"In that case, from today on, you are the Chief Chef of the Underworld Palace in Elbaf under my command."
"Thank you, Your Highness Loki, for your tolerance and kindness. I will do my best to serve you!" Streusen bowed gratefully, his heart filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.
Following this Prince of Elbaf.
His life should be safe.
Loki couldn't help but be amused. Look, I sold him out completely, and he's thanking me.
"Human, you made a mistake just now!" Raideen said.
"Huh?!" Streusen became nervous again.
"Prince Loki is only a three-month-old infant, not some child. Don't make a mistake! If anything happens to Prince Loki, we won't let you off."
"Huh????"
Looking at Loki's tall body, Streusen was dumbfounded.
No, an infant over five meters tall?
...
Meanwhile.
The first half of the New World.
The solemn and austere Marine Headquarters.
Fleet Admiral's Office.
"Fleet Admiral, G-14 Branch has completely lost contact. Vice Admiral Donnied failed to hold on until Admiral Kong arrived."
An intelligence officer with the rank of Major respectfully placed photos and documents on the table: "This is the last intelligence sent by G-14 Branch before losing contact."
"Is that so..."
Marine Fleet Admiral, Thecle Cook, was not very surprised.
A single giant's strength compared to ordinary soldiers is like one against a thousand.
Dozens of giants, conservatively calculated, are equivalent to a surprise attack by an army of tens of thousands.
With the forces of G-14 Branch alone, it was impossible to hold on until reinforcements arrived.
"An ability user who controls flight, thunder, and fire at the same time? A rare Mythical Zoan? And these horns? Is it a member of the Giant Tribe's royal family? Or a characteristic of the Mythical Zoan?"
Looking at Loki in the photo, stepping on dark clouds, holding a fiery red sun in one hand and a spear of thunder in the other.
Cook frowned, his face becoming serious.
Although Loki looked like just a teenager, he dared not underestimate him in the slightest.
Flight represents mobility. Unless one trains Geppo (Moonwalk) to a certain level, ordinary Marines are not even qualified to fight against this enemy.
And he also mastered the dual elemental powers of thunder and fire.
Not to mention the ability user is a giant.
"No, Fleet Admiral Cook, look at the photos behind."
No? Cook looked at the content of the other photos, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
In the photos, Marines fell to the ground one by one, their souls taken away by Loki, like a Grim Reaper harvesting lives.
"After repeated verification of the Devil Fruit encyclopedia by the Intelligence Department, the enemy should be using the Devil Fruit once possessed by [Holy Mother] Carmel, the Paramecia-type Soru Soru no Mi (Soul-Soul Fruit)." The Major explained: "This person should be a member of Elbaf's royal family, specific information unknown."
"Didn't Mother Carmel just die a few days ago? The fruit reappeared on a giant so soon? Is it luck? Or have the giants mastered the technology to extract Devil Fruits?!" Cook's face became even uglier.
The former is okay, but if it's the latter, that would be terrible.
The Giant Tribe is already top-tier trouble.
If giants become ability users in batches.
Just thinking about it makes him feel terrified.
"The Intelligence Department also made the same guess, but leans more towards luck. Even we Marines don't have such technology. Giants are just creatures with muscles for brains, and Elbaf are barbarians among barbarians. It's impossible for them to have such technology." The Major proposed a guess.
"Makes sense. The key point is still this unidentified giant royal teenager. Having eaten the Soul-Soul Fruit for only a few days, he can develop such abilities. It's simply incredible."
Cook's attention returned to Loki.
He was also an ability user. Applying fruit abilities in combat is not as simple as imagined; it requires a period of practice and research.
But this giant royal teenager mastered multiple abilities of flight, fire, and thunder as soon as he got it.
Compared to him, the gap between Mother Carmel and him is so big it's as if they didn't eat the same fruit.
Her decades of life seem to have been wasted.
The more he looked at the relevant data analysis, the more solemn and serious Cook's expression became: "Most importantly, his attitude towards life at such a young age is so disdainful. He is simply a natural-born demon. Plus his attitude towards our Marines, if left unchecked, he will likely be a big trouble in the future!"
Not only is he a royal giant with a physique far surpassing ordinary giants.
He also possesses monster-like talent for fruit development.
If he inherits Harald's Conqueror's Haki talent as well.
In the future, he will be a shadow that can shroud the sea for hundreds of years.
"Contact CP, figure out the intelligence on this royal giant."
"Yes!"
The Fleet Admiral's office returned to silence.
Cook pondered for a long time, sent Loki's intelligence to the Holy Land via fax Den Den Mushi, and dialed the number to Mariejois at the same time.
Puru puru~
The Den Den Mushi mimicked Saturn's tone vividly: "Moshi moshi? Cook, do you have something to report?"
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