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Chapter 210, page 209: You guys didn't steal some fruit, did you?!
I went back to my room and took a quick shower.

After changing her clothes, Mercer went to the restaurant and saw Bear Cub heating up food.

"Didn't you eat before?"

Sitting at the dining table, Yamato casually remarked:
"You two caused so much damage before, how could you have time to eat?"

Mather smiled, washed a plate of sea fruits, a specialty of Fishman Island, from the kitchen, placed it on the table, handed one to Garp and one to Hancock, and took a big bite for himself.

It looks like an apple and tastes crisp and sweet.

Bogart stared longingly at Mercer, who, seeing this, said speechlessly:

"Just take it yourself, do you want me to treat you?"

Bogart rolled his eyes, looking speechless, and casually picked up a piece of fruit to eat.

"Who said I wanted that? I'm not being polite with you. What I meant was, you should have Hancock remove that girl Peacock's petrification. Isn't it cold being all alone on the deck like a stone statue?"

Moses grasped the key point and looked at him in surprise:
"You've turned into a stone statue and you're still cold? Are you kidding me? By the way, where's my Hanlu? I just saw Grandpa throw it over to you."

Bogart, speechless, stretched out his slightly withered hand and said, "Your sword was too fierce. Look what you've done to me. If I hadn't caught it for you, it would have been thrown somewhere long ago. I don't care, you have to make it up to me."

Moses nodded: "Okay. Just eat more meat to replenish your energy, it's not a big deal. You'll be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow."

Bogart was about to speak when Mercer waved to the two heads peeking out from outside the restaurant. "What are you doing standing outside? Come in and eat with us."

Sonia and Gordo smiled shyly and walked in. They greeted Bogart first, and then Karp, showing excellent manners.

Impatient with Bogart's pleading gaze, Hancock blushed and looked at Moses:
"The food isn't ready yet. Let's go for a walk, and you can bring the sword back while you're at it."

"Well, mainly because I don't want to go on the warship alone."

Looking back at the bear in the kitchen, which would take a while to prepare, Mercer nodded, "Okay, let's go then."

Hancock looked at her two sisters and said, "You two can stay here for now. I'll be there in a bit."

The two younger sisters nodded obediently.

Moses and Hancock used Moonwalk to propel themselves through the air to the warship a hundred meters away.

At a glance, you can see the malachite statue standing alone on the deck, with red hearts in its eyes.

Mercer approached the nearby Cold Dew, gripped the hilt of his sword, and smoothly drew it, his left fingertip tracing the lustrous blade.

Hancock leaned closer with a puzzled look, and looking at the Frostbite in Mercer's hand, she couldn't help but ask, "Why does this sword have your aura on it?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her fair index finger and ran it across the blade, revealing a wisp of blue-black light.

Mercer suppressed the ferocity of the dew, enveloping and devouring it in gray mist. The dew in his hand returned to the devouring space, where it was in a special fusion state with himself.

The domineering aura within his body interacts and flows with the cold dew, tempering the sword's form and spirit.

"Because it's made with materials that contain the essence of my life."

Mercer briefly explained the issue of the sword's material to her.

After listening, Hancock looked somewhat bewildered; this was an area where her knowledge was lacking.

Seeing her adorable, bewildered expression, Moses smiled and pinched her cheek. Hancock's face immediately turned rosy, and steam even rose from the top of her head.

Looking at her adorable appearance, I couldn't help but gently rub her soft lips with the pad of my thumb.

He immediately withdrew his hand, because Mercer realized that if this continued, the girl would collapse to the ground.

Noticing the touch on her lips had disappeared, Hancock blushed and glared shyly at Moses:

"Go ahead and bully me."

Mercer laughed and said, "This is not my fault, it's all your fault."

Hancock's eyes were blank:
"It's not my business?"

Mercer chuckled and whispered something close to her ear.

Hancock's face suddenly turned bright red, and she quickly took a step back, pouting shyly, "I'm ignoring you."

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Mercer chuckled, “By the way, do you want any weapons? I have some top-quality forging materials here.”

Hancock blinked and shook her head. "I don't need any weapons. I can use my fists and feet."

Hearing this, Moses smiled and said, "Then come with me after dinner."
Here's a small gift for you.

Hancock smiled radiantly; she didn't care what the gift was, only the person who gave it to her.

"Okay, then I'll look forward to it."

The two chatted intimately on the warship, oblivious to everyone else. Several people were spying on them from a distance, but Moses and Hancock ignored them.

"By the way, Mercer, when we merged before, well, during the fusion, I noticed that the skeletal structure inside your body seemed particularly peculiar, somewhat like snake bones, but many times more complex than snake bones. Are you some kind of special race?"

"Did you notice?"

Hancock asked cautiously, "Can't I tell you?"

"No, it's a special permanent state that I created through my abilities. I call it the Dragonbone State, which greatly enhances my control over my body. I can perform all sorts of difficult movements."

"Wow, that's amazing. You're truly exceptional."

Just as she was saying this, Hancock thought of the various difficult movements that woman made during her fight with Yamato. She was like a beautiful snake, like her arms suddenly extending a long distance to hit her face at an unexpected angle, or her legs twisting several times to greatly increase her explosive power, and the force of her kicks had a strange spinning force.

A hint of jealousy flickered in her beautiful eyes, her cheeks puffed out, but she asked calmly:

"Has that woman been modified?"

He glanced at her and smiled:
"Yes, Yamato has been modified."

"And what about me?"

Hancock didn't want to be treated unfairly. If you're going to open a **, then you have to be fair and impartial, and not favor one side over the other.

She looked at Moses cautiously, afraid of being rejected.

"That's incredibly painful. The pain can't be blocked out; it's like having your bones crushed inch by inch."

Hancock's eyes sparkled with delight. "I'm not afraid of physical pain, I just don't want to feel heartache."

Mercer smiled. "After dinner, I'll go to the deep sea to collect some life essence and bring it back to help you with the modifications."

Hancock's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with joy, yet also with a hint of nervousness, as she said:

"Don't you think I'm being greedy? I'm asking so much of you."

"Who told me to be more greedy?"

Hearing this, Hancock couldn't help but snort.

Mercer touched his nose and pretended to be mute.

It wasn't until Sonia came out of the opposite ship and called for dinner that Hancock glanced at the statue, casually de-petrified it, and returned to the ship with Moses.

The peacock's consciousness was still stuck in that moment. As soon as it returned to normal, it jumped backward, but it only managed to jump in vain.

Looking around blankly, a strong sense of shame welled up in my heart.

"I was instantly killed. That damn woman. You just wait."

But...she's so beautiful!!! I really want her to whip me!

Peacock gripped the soles of her shoes with her toes, her face flushed, and she shook her head repeatedly, trying to banish the terrible thoughts from her mind.

Back on the ship, the group enjoyed a nutritious and generously portioned deluxe meal together.

"By the way, Grandpa, did you come here just to see me?"

Garp, munching on a large piece of meat and bone, said with a smug look on his face:
"I came here on orders to warn you not to cause trouble, and I was even granted a few months' leave for that."

I plan to go back and give them a good workout this time.

By the way, did you know that the Goa Kingdom was renamed the Garbage Kingdom?

Moreover, that brat Sabo has been publicly reported by the kingdom and a bounty has been placed on his head for being a pirate.

Moses's lips twitched. He knew about that incident; Robin had told him about it afterward. Now he was asking:

"It's not a big deal. It's just that those nobles are too outrageous. By the way, can the bounty be cancelled for him?"
That kid's not even 13 yet; having a bounty on his head will make things inconvenient for him later.

Garp's lips twitched, and he sighed speechlessly. The member states of the World Government weren't something he could interfere with at will.
"Those nobles practically hate Sabo to death; they're not going to back down. They've even put a bounty on the black market for that kid."

Moses' lips curled up slightly as he looked at Garp and laughed, "What if all those nobles and royalty suddenly died?"

Garp chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, don't do anything reckless."

Moses thought for a moment, "Why don't you ask Dragon to overthrow the regime of Goa, oh no, the Garbage Kingdom?"

Garp's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth. "You've had contact with that bastard?"

Moses shook his head. "No, but you said he's forming a revolutionary army, right? If you're going to start a revolution, you have to take over your own hometown first."

"Let me tell you, you're not allowed to mess around with him, or if someone finds out, you'll definitely have a bounty on your head."

"Yeah, I know. I don't like having someone pressing down on my head, or not being able to pee in the same chamber pot as him. Don't worry about that."

At this point, the topic shifted back to, "What about Sabo?"

Garp said helplessly, "It's not easy, because it also involves the Celestial Dragons, and you know the situation."

"Oh! We'll see how things go from here."

After dinner, they went to the living room to relax and have tea, while Moses took Hancock to take care of business.

evening.

Undeterred, a warship plunged headlong into the doldrums.

Edge of the doldrums.

On the Nine Serpents' ship.

in the room.

Hancock's face was rosy with a slight pallor as she leaned against the headboard, fine beads of sweat glistening on her smooth forehead.

She reached out and stroked the pair of exquisite, beautiful iron-gray rings with a jade-like texture that appeared on the middle fingers of her fair hands.

The ring on her left hand was covered with delicate, crystal-blue patterns, while the ring on her right hand was covered with crystal-red patterns.

Sensing the frequency fluctuations above that matched his own.

Deep within the ring lies the aura of Messer.

A sense of satisfaction filled his face; it felt so good to have him by his side all the time.

There is also a fiery essence of life force that fills the body, limbs, and bones.

At this moment, Gloria entered and, seeing Hancock's current state, her expression changed drastically:

"Oh, Hancock, you're still so young. You didn't steal the forbidden fruit with that kid, did you?" Hancock blushed at first, then her lips twitched, her eyes glowed with a pinkish light, and she glared at her fiercely, her domineering aura and petrification ability merging outwards.

Gloriosa was captivated by this allure, her eyes turned to red hearts, and she was instantly petrified after the halo swept over her body.

He said with a huff and puff of dissatisfaction:

"You're talking nonsense! Make me stand here as punishment."

As he spoke, he channeled his domineering aura into the rings on his hands, causing them to radiate both cold air and flames.

Her fair hands turned gray.

Flames and cold air, manipulated by his domineering aura, began to slowly and laboriously change shape.

A human-shaped outline is faintly visible.

……

after one day.

The edge of the doldrums.

A giant sea monster was beheaded by Moses with a single sword strike on the surface of the sea.

Amidst the gushing blood, a surging gray mist emerged and engulfed it.

A large amount of flesh and blood, along with a C+ grade soul crystal, were swallowed into the Devouring Space.

Before long, the warship sailed out of the doldrums.

After a cloud of gray mist receded into Mercer's body, Mercer's ship appeared on the sea.

Holding a life card in his hand, Moses looked in the direction indicated by the sign.

Karp then came over and, looking at the Vivre Card in Mercer's hand, asked:

"Aren't they in the Garbage Kingdom?"

"Yes, I just contacted them. They split into two groups."

The girls went on vacation to a summer island, while the boys stayed in the garbage kingdom.

Karp clicked his tongue in amazement, "They seem to be living quite comfortably."

"Aren't men allowed on that island?"

"No, it's just that someone said something like girls can't beat boys, and then Ace and the others were all suppressed, while the girls went there to relax."

"What about you? Are you going to come with me to the resort island to relax, or go home?"

Garp thought for a moment, then slammed his right fist into his left palm, making a cracking sound as he chuckled angrily.
"Of course, we'll go to the resort island for fun. I'll come back and deal with them after I've rested enough."

After saying that, he shouted to Bogart on the deck of the warship:
"Messer and I are going out to run some errands. You take the warship to Windmill Village and lead the crew, including Ace, through grueling training."

Bogart looked at Garp, who was dressed casually, with a bewildered expression, his eye twitching, and said helplessly:
"Ok."

Poor Bogart, he's just a tool.

Moses waved to him, went to the bow of the ship, took control of the rudder, and stepped on the power pedal.

Power activation.

The outer wheels of the entire ship began to turn, and the ship's speed suddenly increased.

It quickly disappeared from the warship's sight.

Two days later, in the afternoon.

On the endless sea.

The climate in this sea area is very warm.

Mercer and Karp, dressed in beach shorts, floral shirts, and sunglasses, sat on the railing, each holding a fishing rod, with a bottle of chilled fruit wine beside them.

The movements were perfectly synchronized.

Yamato and Erii were playing with the ship's rudder.

Xiong Bao lay back on the sunshade chair, catching up on a nap.

At that moment, Messer's fishing rod twitched, the fishing line began to sink, the fishing rod made a snapping sound, and he curled up his lips as Armament Haki wrapped around and hardened the line.

It began to wrestle with the huge thing below the surface of the sea, using skillful force to pull back and forth repeatedly.

While reeling in the line, a large fish, about a meter long, was pulled out of the sea and thrown onto the deck.

It was a grayish-brown tiger-spotted animal.

Garp was very envious; he had been in the Air Force for a long time.

Mercer laughed and said, "That's called luck."

Reaching the tiger-spotted tiger, he flicked its skull on the head, shattering its skull.

Chop off the head and tail.

Remove the internal organs.

Thin slices of snow-white, textured fish meat are arranged on four large plates and grilled over a flame. After a dozen seconds, the aroma of fresh fish meat emerges, and a thin layer of ragna sea salt is sprinkled on top.

The translucent fish meat shimmered like diamonds.

Handing a plate to Karp, Moses smiled:
"Try it, I used the unique sea salt from the Water City, the taste is amazing."

Smelling the aroma, Yamato pulled Erii over and excitedly took a plate of fish for two.

Erii and I took turns sharing slices and bites.

Xiong Bao got up as if in a daze, grabbed a plate of fish, and returned to the beach chair to enjoy it.

Mercer picked up a piece of fish and tasted it.

The meat is incredibly succulent and tender, and paired with the uniquely flavorful sea salt, every bite is absolutely delicious.

As Garp ate the fish, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"You're living the good life you deserve. This salt tastes really good. Get me some later."

Moses looked speechless: "Fine. I'll give you three sacks of food later, enough to feed you for a month or two."

"Go back to Water Seven and buy some supplies there yourself."

Karp nodded in satisfaction.

Shortly after.

Looking at the outline of an island that appears in the distance.

From a distance, the island resembles a giant fried egg, with the yolk being a series of undulating, misty, rocky mountains and numerous hot springs.

At the boundary between the yolk and the white lies a bustling city blending seamlessly with lush green trees.

The outermost ring is filled with sunshine, fine sand, and a dazzling array of stylish items.

A resort island.

Disboard.

The sailboat was moored on a shore and swallowed by the gray fog.

Mercer and his group appeared on the beach.

Yamato carried her sandals in her hand, her bare, fair feet happily walking along the fine sand.

Suddenly, it sniffed the air, blinked excitedly, and looked at Moses:

"I smell their scent. I'll take Erii to find them. You can go on your own."

As she spoke, dressed in a cool summer outfit, she grabbed Erii's hand and ran out happily with a laugh.

The gray fog dissipated from my feet, and I walked barefoot on the beach.

Karp then came up to Mercer, stretched comfortably, and extended his hand:
"Vacation allowance".

Moses shook his head and smiled:

"Okay, okay, there are some."

The gray mist appeared in his hand and then dissipated, revealing a crocodile skin wallet, which Moses handed over directly.

"That should be enough."

Kapu chuckled, took it, waved his hand, and left without looking back.

I went to the island to play by myself.

Even if you asked him to play with Mercer and the little girls, he wouldn't be able to keep up.

Bear blinked and looked at Mercer.

Mercer said speechlessly, "You're not leaving too, are you?"

Xiong Bao nodded and pointed to the distant mountains:
"The bear smelled something that looks delicious. Don't worry, I'll bring it to you when I get back. Da Bao is over there too."

Having said that, it transformed into a bald eagle and soared into the sky.

Mercer stared speechlessly at the empty beach around him, then leaned back.

Just as it was about to crash onto the beach, a vortex blew up, and Mercer landed steadily on the sand, wearing sunglasses.

A long-lost sense of comfort arose.

My eyelids drooped.

A short while later, a slight snoring sound appeared.

I do not know how long it has been,

Indistinctly.

"Huh? Why is there someone lying here? Is he/she a victim of a shipwreck?"

"Never mind, never mind. Who knows who they are? Maybe they're pirates. I heard that several pirate crews have been coming from the surrounding area recently."

"That's right, let's go then. Or should we call the law enforcement team on the island?"

"Okay, let's just consider it a good deed."

After a while, a familiar presence appeared beside him and sat down. He used his Observation Haki to sense a clear outline.

A cheerful laugh rang out, "What are you playing? Pretending to be a victim?"

My nose was pinched by a soft little hand.

(End of this chapter)