After Genzo agreed, Blake and his group did not stay long in Shimotsuki Village.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a small fishing village; there was nothing much to see.
After Kuina boarded the ship, she constantly followed Mandy, showing concern, asking questions, and serving tea and water.
Looking at the girl bustling about in front of her, Mandy's face, usually as still as an ice-bound lake, twitched imperceptibly a few times, and she thought to herself:
"I didn't say I wouldn't teach you, do you have to be like this? The whole vibe is off."
In Mandy's expectation, Kuina should have been quiet, reserved, and resilient.
However, the girl in front of her, with shining eyes and overly eager actions, formed a strong contrast with the image of a calm and resilient female swordswoman she had analyzed.
Blake did not pay attention to the interaction between the two; Mandy would teach Kuina swordsmanship sooner or later anyway.
Without using ability cards, even with Kuina's talent, it would take several years for her to grow.
The question now was where to go next?
"Cocoyasi Village?"
Thinking of Nami, Blake shook his head:
"Nami is still too young now, and Belle-Mere isn't dead yet."
"Belle-Mere's death was a crucial turning point for Nami's character; Nami only gradually matured from that point on."
Blake felt that even if he forcibly took Nami now, she would most likely not be willing, and might shirk her duties when working.
Moreover, Nami is different from Kozuki Toki, Ginny, and others; if her personality changes too much, it wouldn't be as interesting.
Blake hoped that she, like Robin, Perona, Hancock, and others, could retain some of the interesting personality traits shown in the original work.
Are there any other maids in the East Blue worth collecting?
Even Smoker hadn't reached Loguetown yet, so there was no need to even think about Tashigi, who closely resembled Kuina.
Besides that, the only ones Blake could think of were Carina, whose whereabouts were unknown, and Kaya of Syrup Village.
Clap!
Blake clapped his hands:
"It's decided! We're going to Syrup Village!"
Although Kaya was only four or five years old now, there were plenty of people on the ship who could take care of children, and he didn't need to raise her himself.
Furthermore, Uta and Luffy met in the year 1509 of the Sea Calendar, which means the Red Hair Pirates would appear near the Goa Kingdom soon.
Blake also wanted to see what kind of waves the farce he impulsively created would stir up.
Having made up his mind, Blake immediately ordered the sanctuary to sail towards Syrup Village... Mary Geoise, Red Port.
Red Port, having been through the ravages of war, has now been restored to the appearance of a war fortress, even more so than before.
The previous incident caused the World Government to lose a great deal of face.
The Gorosei, having learned from their painful experience, decided to strengthen the construction of Red Port, absolutely not allowing anyone to easily break through its defenses again.
At the same time Blake's sanctuary was heading to Syrup Village, a large group of Celestial Dragons at Red Port were also preparing to set sail.
The solemn and imposing defensive works and strict guard contrasted sharply with the current noisy environment.
More than a dozen Celestial Dragons gathered together, along with their Slaves and guards, turning Red Port into a bustling marketplace.
"Is this the pirate flag you designed?"
A Celestial Dragon, whose hood was decorated with peacock feathers, looked disdainfully at the "pirate ship" entering the port:
"This is too uninspiring!"
Hearing his design rejected, that Celestial Dragon also said with dissatisfaction:
"You're talking about me? You only brought a few Slaves, how are you going to form a pirate crew?"
While these two were bickering, the other side wasn't idle either.
An excited Celestial Dragon waved his arms, shouting loudly:
"I'm going to find Saint Shamrock! He must know the secret to being a Pirate!"
Just as this group of noisy Celestial Dragons was about to board their ships, one of them pointed to a ship that had already departed in the distance and said:
"Hey? Isn't that Saint Grothius of the Shepherd family? He actually set off so quickly!"
The others immediately grew anxious and quickly urged their Slaves to speed up the loading of supplies:
"You fools, hurry up! If you delay me from becoming the Pirate King, I'll execute all of you!"
As a result, the more they rushed, the more chaotic it became; one Slave was startled by the sudden reprimand, and his movements involuntarily slowed down a bit.
"Useless!"
That Celestial Dragon, exasperated, brandished the whip in his hand, lashing it down repeatedly on the kneeling Slave, producing dull thuds and tearing his skin:
"You can't even do such a small thing well?!"
"What's the point of keeping a good-for-nothing like you?!"
Amidst the Slave's pleas for mercy, this Celestial Dragon was completely unmoved, directly pulling out the golden pistol from his Huai.
After a gunshot, the Slave fell to the ground.
This is the strange thing about this world; even when death is certain, many people still lack the courage to resist.
The Slave from just now was still begging for mercy until his death, without any thought of looking up.
Perhaps this is why this world needs Nika; they lack independent resistance, and must be led by a member of the D. clan.
Oswald, the Red Port guard who had narrowly escaped death last time, stood not far away, watching the chaos before him, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
He forced a fawning smile, stepped forward, wanting to say a few flattering words.
Although Oswald was now somewhat familiar to Blake, he still hoped to try interacting with a few more Celestial Dragons, perhaps to gain more benefits.
However, before he could even speak, that Celestial Dragon glanced at him with disgust, as if looking at an insect blocking his way:
"Can't you see I'm disciplining my Slave?"
"Get out of my sight!"
Oswald's steps halted, and he quickly nodded and bowed with an embarrassed smile:
"Yes, yes, yes! Please continue, your subordinate would not dare to disturb."
Retreating to a distance, he finally dared to wipe away the cold sweat, sighing in his heart:
"Saint Blake grown ups certainly has a better temper."
Soon, the Celestial Dragons departed one after another, embarking on journeys either to find Shamrock or to become the Pirate King.
Almost at the same time they set sail, in Sengoku's Admiral's office, the transponder snail suddenly rang.
"Sengoku!"
Grothius's voice came through the transponder snail, carrying an undeniable arrogance:
"Quickly tell your Marine Admirals to bring their fleets here! Depart immediately!"
Sengoku looked at Akainu, who was waiting in a nearby chair, and asked:
"Saint Grothius, has something happened on your end? Have you encountered any danger?"
"Why so many questions?!"
Grothius first reprimanded him, then explained:
"I want the Marine Admirals to escort my 'God's Pirate Crew'!"
"That way, those guys definitely won't be able to compete with me for the position of Pirate King!"
Sengoku was utterly dumbfounded by these words.
What in the world was this? Not content with being a Celestial Dragon, but wanting to be the Pirate King?
Do you also have a craving for kingship?
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