I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 213, Section 212: Bloody Mary!
How did such a beautiful girl turn out like this? Mercer's lips twitched.

Runti's right eye turned into a panda eye, and her left cheek was also swollen, giving her an inexplicable sense of joy and humor.

"What happened? Where did you fall?"

Mercer had a big smile on his face.

Runti's eyes flashed with a sly glint, and she looked aggrieved: "It's Yamato! She bullied me as soon as she came back. I don't care, you have to help me pin her down and let me beat her up."

Mercer couldn't help but laugh, looking at her as she pointed at her face and said, "That's probably not going to work. The self-healing ability is too strong. We need evidence. The wounds on your face are almost gone by now."

Runti's face darkened. She both loved and felt helpless about her body's self-healing ability, which was one of the inconveniences.

Looking at the pretty and vibrant Runti in front of him, Messer placed his left hand on her head and said, "Why are you fighting with Yamato again? You're clearly at a disadvantage."

The people standing nearby had strange expressions; Runti was clearly a person who was addicted to bad food.

Runti sighed softly, looked up at Messer, and said, "Yamato is so strong now, he's practically a monster. How did you do that?"

Mercer laughed: "Couldn't it be that she's exceptionally gifted?"

Runti rolled her eyes: "I know her very well."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Yamato appeared in the spatial ripples. Seeing her coming over, he thought for a moment and then pointed to the operating table: "Since you're here, why don't you also get a full physical examination?"

Yamato was taken aback, but obediently climbed onto the operating table.

He was quickly torn into eight pieces.

Runti had all sorts of prank ideas in her mind and wanted to carry them out, but she held back. She wouldn't be too outrageous in the lab.

If Kureha gets angry, Messer won't help her; he might even team up with her to deal with her.

These are all people with prior convictions.

Runti looked at the beautiful demon horns on Yamato's head, then turned to Messer and said:
"Yamato says my horns are ugly. I don't care, you have to help me beautify and transform my demon horns."

Hearing this, Mercer understood. No wonder the girl suddenly came running over with her injuries; she had come to be pampered.

Sure enough, seeing the cunning look in Runti's eyes, Messer smiled:
"Sure, I'll modify the corner for you, so you'll have more options for conversion."

Is it acceptable for the two corners to be different colors?

Runti thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Different colors don't look good. Yamato's horns are all the same color, like red jade."

Indeed, this is the evil of humanity, a matter of comparison. However, having ambition is a good thing, and Moses doesn't dislike that.

He smiled at her and said, "Come with me to the forge. I'll forge your demon horn into a weapon in a bit."

We arrived at the forging room.

Looking at the fist-sized piece of aquamarine crystal in front of him, he absorbed and refined its essence, fusing it in proportion with several metals.

Obtain a high-quality Grade A life alloy with a lustrous aura.

Forging, hammering, and erasing the original water properties inside the alloy add lightning-like patterns, completing the inscription and spirituality.

It devours Runti and alloys.

The alloy and the two corners of the Runti are fused together, with a cool white color that gleams with a metallic luster and is covered with delicate lightning-shaped patterns.

After the fusion was complete, in a state of perfect unity of body and soul, Runti spoke only after the process was finished:
“Messer, Yamato told me that you modified her body and that you would ask for our opinion later, so I want her.”

Mercer nodded. "It will hurt, but you have to bear it."

"I'm not afraid of pain. Yamato and I are rivals. Although I don't have Conqueror's Haki yet, I won't be weaker than her in any other way."

Moses had become highly skilled in this area, and after a short while, the dragon bone transformation was completed.

Looking at Runti, whose consciousness was hazy in the gray mist, Messer suddenly wondered if this unique physical structure was a completely new race? Like the Lunaria.

But after thinking about it, I think it probably isn't, because it may not have genetic characteristics.

However, one's offspring, who may not be born for who knows how many years, might inherit this unique physical characteristic.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

Leaving the forge and walking along the corridor back to the room, I observed that the surrounding environment had a woody, rock-like quality.

"Da Bao is really diligent."

They went to Runti's room and put her back on the bed.

He pinched the cold white demon horn on the left, which exuded a warm, life-giving aura.

"I can feel a special power suddenly appearing on the demon horn, just like my spiked club," Runti said happily.

As it spoke, its body color changed, its fair skin turning into a cold, steely white, covered with delicate lightning-shaped patterns.

As her strength waned, Runti opened her right hand, and with a series of blue and white electric currents, streaks of electricity coursed through her fingers.

As physical exertion increased, the electrical noise became increasingly dense and shrill.

"Hehe, thank you, Mercer. As expected, you are omnipotent."

As she spoke, she canceled the body transformation, stood up, and hugged Mercer's neck tightly. Her pink lips gently touched Mercer's face, and she blinked cutely, saying:

"This is a reward for you. I'm very satisfied with your work. It's fantastic."

Mercer chuckled and ruffled her hair. "Alright, you should rest now. Let your body recover properly."

After leaving Runti's place, Messer went up to the top floor and looked around at the cozy layout. The floor had been replaced with wooden flooring.

Look around.

I watched a busy figure in the kitchen.

Her back view is quite captivating.

Her long, flowing, dark green hair, reaching her waist, was tied into a low ponytail, revealing a perfectly sculpted figure from behind.

Every point was just right.

Mercer went over and took over the cleaning work from her.

Makino turned her head and looked at Mercer with a smile, her eyes filled with joy:
"Why did you come looking for me? Aren't you going to spend time with your girlfriends?"

Hearing these sarcastic and ironic words, Moses raised an eyebrow:

"why do you say so?"

Makino looked at Mercer with a strange expression, her lips slightly pursed: "Robin saw me before and told me that you've been flirting with other women ever since you came back."

Mercer's lips twitched.

Makino continued expressionlessly:
"Not long ago, Yamato came to the beach where we were resting. Someone said, 'You and Yamato have been together for two years, you must have done this and that to her.'"

Ya and she didn't deny it, and even said that she felt very comfortable when you were often together.

Then Runti started fighting with her after a few words.

Even though it was the one who got beaten up. Then, during their fight, they both made excuses and disappeared. I know they all went to find you.

Robin? Moses's eyes twitched. He's ignited my powder keg as soon as he got back. Is this an assist, or does he want me to die even faster?

Moses looked at her, about to speak, when Makino, her eyes dimming, continued:
“You don’t need to explain to me. I know there’s a big age gap between us. I’m almost nine years older than you, and I’ve always just seen you as a younger brother. Now that you have someone else, I’ll go back to the Windmill Village Bar from now on, and I’ll be here silently wishing you both well.”

"Okay, I understand. I'll send you back to Windmill Village in a couple of days."

After a two-second silence, Moses spoke.

Makino turned around in surprise and looked up at Mercer, her eyes filled with confusion and impatience.

Seeing this, Mercer breathed a slight sigh of relief. He realized that the girl was using a feigned retreat to advance, and it seemed that reading those romance novels hadn't been a waste of time.

Moses looked into her eyes, a hint of helplessness in them. "So you've always seen me as a younger brother. I thought... I thought..."

"What did you think?" Makino asked nervously. "Just tell me!"

Mercer sighed and shook his head. Makino, seeing Mercer's expression, twitched her lips violently and said with a fierce look:
"You dare to play me?"

Mercer was taken aback, unsure where things had gone wrong. Makino laughed in exasperation:

"You said those kinds of things to Robin, but you're doing the same thing to me. What do I lack compared to her?"

Oh no! Those two women are in cahoots.

Seeing the resentment in her eyes, Moses felt a bitter taste in his mouth, so he decided to find something sweet.

I bent down and caught a pair of warm, soft things.

Makino's eyes widened, and she pushed against Mercer's chest with both hands, but her head was caught and her waist was embraced beforehand.

This Slip-Slip Fruit is trash! Why can't I slip it? Even the Super Slippery Fruit doesn't work.

Makino thought to herself.

Smooth and tender!

Moses only released her when he saw her eyes were glazed over.

He wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his lips.

"Are you a dog? Why do you bite people?"

"Robin bit you, so why can't I?"

Makino took a heavy breath, then her eyes blazed with fury as she spoke. Mercer rubbed his head, saying helplessly:
"What did she say to you? It's like you two have formed an alliance."

"Of course, since we're the oldest and there's a significant age gap between us and them, how can we play without forming an alliance?"

Looking at her before him, delicate as a flower, Moses said speechlessly:
"Do you need me to get you a mirror to look at yourself? The way you look now, how are you any different from an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl?"
Don't underestimate the Smooth-Smooth Fruit. When you're seventy or eighty years old, your hair may turn white and your eyes may look weathered, but your skin will still look the same.

You've allied yourself with Robin? Be careful you don't get sold out and then thank her for it.

Makino's lips twitched, and she said with a sneer in her eyes, "Are you saying I'm stupid?"

"What right do you, a womanizer, have to talk to me like that?"

Mercer scratched his head and looked into her eyes. "I don't know what Robin told you, or what agreement you reached."

But you can't escape.

Makino's lips twitched. This bastard isn't even going to pretend?
With this guy taking Yamato and Erii away for two years, some things inevitably came to the forefront.

They were all young, passionate, and full of energy.

No one can guarantee that something won't come off.

For example, feelings can develop over time.

So, during one of their conversations, the mature Robin and Makino naturally started talking together.

Both of them agreed that something was bound to happen.

To avoid certain things from happening, the two of them made thorough preparations.

Unexpectedly, after just one round of probing, their side suffered a crushing defeat and even obtained the least desirable yet optimal solution.

She glared at Mercer with hostility, and the next second her lips were captured.

Since the truth has already been revealed, let's just go all out. Anyway, Mercer won't give up anything he likes.

Be decisive when doing things.

Makino collapsed into Mercer's arms.

Sensing that his body was being completely controlled by his abilities, and that he had no chance to resist with his own strength, the Smooth-Smooth Fruit was as if he had eaten a fake one.

This was a complete annihilation by force.

After a while.

Mercer continued picking vegetables, while Makino's swollen lips had mostly recovered, though she would occasionally glare at Mercer.

"You really haven't devoured Yamato in the past two years?"

The gray mist engulfed her body and merged with itself.

In his mind, Moses said:
Does this count as eating?

Feeling this wonderful sensation of unity of body and soul, and connection of consciousness, Makino fell silent in her mind; this was the essence of the concept of emotional harmony.

The gray fog spread out.

Makino reappears.

Mercer said calmly, "As for the kind of thing you're thinking about, somehow, Yamato and I seem to have developed a kind of brotherly relationship, which is quite subtle."

Makino stared blankly at Mercer, then thought of Yamato's carefree personality. She knew that unless Mercer took the initiative, she wouldn't be too proactive either.

No, it's more accurate to say she didn't realize that men and women could do that.

Pfft! Makino burst into laughter, laughing so hard she was shaking with mirth.

I laughed so hard I sounded like a goose.

The thing they and Robin were worried about wouldn't happen at all. They looked at Moses with strange expressions.

"Looks like you still have some integrity, you didn't lay a hand on such a small Yamato."

Moses gave her a strange look.

Makino suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Yamato was a big eater and grew a lot. In terms of figure, no one in the family could compare to her.

They chatted, occasionally exchanging flirtatious remarks.

Dinner is ready.

After a long absence, Mather and the others sat down to eat in the restaurant. A new pair of chopsticks and a bowl were added to the table, along with Reiju.

The dinner was sumptuous.

Mint sauce lamb chops, Laguna sea salt baked lobster, orange chiffon cake, seafood beef pizza, cheeseburger, roast dairy cow.

There are many different styles.

Paired with the incredibly flavorful Laguna sea salt, it's so delicious you'll want to lick your tongue.

In the evening, Mercer's ship floated on the sea, and a group of people came here to visit the ship and watch the red sunset.

The bar on the first floor of the ship was brightly lit.

The group was playing and fooling around here.

Makino, who hadn't done this in a long time, took on the role of the bartender, mixing unique cocktails behind the counter.

Bloody Mary!
Vodka, ice, celery salt, tomato juice, Angolan bitters, and chili water – that's the ingredient ratio.

However, now it involves adding ice cubes, Laguna sea salt, and a mixture of flesh extract and life extract solution to vodka, along with Angolan bitters and Tabasco pepper water.

Looking at the scarlet cocktail steaming in front of him, Mercer's lips twitched.

Tabasco peppers are the hottest ghost peppers in the world, capable of killing people with their spiciness. Even with the addition of Laguna sea salt for flavor enhancement and the life essence refined by Mercer from a D+ class sea monster, it's still a bit terrifying.

"Identification"

【Bloody Mary (D+)】: A unique cocktail made from various rare ingredients. Although the mixing method is average, the properties of the ingredients are basically combined. After drinking it, you can eliminate fatigue, relieve stress, and gain physical enhancement (depending on the individual). Of course, the unique flavor of the Bloody Mary will let you experience the wonderfulness from hell.

Such a long review made Mercer's eyes twitch violently; she actually managed to come up with something like this.

Makino smiled and winked at Mercer, gesturing for him to proceed.
"Please enjoy this; it's a tonic I specially prepared for you."

The word "supplement" was used to emphasize the point.

Yamato then came over, put his hands on Mercer's shoulders, and looked at the blood-colored cocktail in front of him with a grin: "It tastes really good."

Makino made an "X" with both hands and shook her head slightly as she looked at her: "This isn't for you to drink. If you want something to drink, I'll mix you something else later."

He looked at Moses with a threatening gaze, as if to say, "If you don't drink, this isn't over."

Mercer said calmly, "Did I say I wouldn't drink?"

He boldly picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.

He swallowed it with a gulp.

Next second,
He felt a cold pool of water slide down his throat, then it felt like molten lava flowing down his throat and through his respiratory tract. He couldn't help but pinch his brow with his right hand.

The cerebral cortex is trembling.

My whole body was filled with a burning sensation like flames.

It truly lives up to its reputation as the world's hottest chili pepper.

After drinking it, you can better feel the life essence strengthening your body, even though it doesn't really do anything for you.

It feels like your body is being tempered by flames, and the ice in the cocktail only serves as an initial disguise.

Mercer let out a heavy breath.

Before his eyes, a hellish landscape of raging flames and piled-up flesh and blood inexplicably appeared, and he found himself standing in it.

As his breathing rose and fell, he suppressed his physical discomfort, and hot sweat kept pouring down his forehead.

Makino couldn't help but feel worried. "Is Mercer alright?"

Looking into her worried eyes and down to her delicate nose, his gaze finally settled on her soft lips.

Feeling Yamato's strength on his shoulder, his lips twitched, and he glared at her fiercely, then lied against his conscience:
"It's a really good cocktail. I'll make it for them to try later. It can hone their willpower and is a great aid in awakening Conqueror's Haki."

He rolled his eyes at Messer with a strange look, knowing perfectly well what he was thinking, and gently shook his head:
"They shouldn't drink this kind of stuff; it's not good for our health."

Mercer rolled her eyes at her: "Then go back and give it to Ace and the others to drink. There's no such thing as getting stronger without suffering."

Makino's lips twitched. "You're such a good brother. When there's no danger, you're the biggest danger."

Mercer understood her meaning, smiled, took the glass of warm water she offered, and drank it slowly.

Having slightly relieved the burning sensation in her body, Mercer took off her shirt, startling Makino.

Then they saw Moses walk out of the cabin, come to the edge of the deck, take a deep breath, and then jump into the sea.

Only the ocean can soothe the burning desire within me.

Plop!
A splash of water rose from the sea.

Moses made no move, letting himself drift with the waves.

An undercurrent carried Moses away, drifting him deeper and farther.

(End of this chapter)