Starting with One Piece, a Multiverse Simulation

As it turns out, the person who understood Wood best was his close friend Lubbock.

Wood and the others were indeed fine. Not only were they fine, but just as Lubbock said, Wood had been having a very pleasant few days.

Because his hands were bound by the "servant's implements," Wood's daily life had been taken care of by Mine and Chelsea for the past few days.

After escaping danger, Wood collapsed from exhaustion, but Mine and Chelsea couldn't just leave Wood, covered in wounds and with tattered clothes, lying there.

To prevent wound infection, cleaning the wound and changing clothes are absolutely necessary...

At first, because of her shyness, Mine was absolutely unwilling to do such a thing.

Chelsea had been a servant in the city lord's household before, and at the mature age of twenty, her willingness to clean Wood's wounds and change his clothes indirectly aroused Mine's competitive spirit.

So the number of beautiful girls taking care of Wood's daily life increased from one to two.

The reason they didn't meet up with Tatsumi and the others was twofold: firstly, Wood and his group hadn't seen the coded message left by Leone, and secondly, Wood and his group had infiltrated the capital again and were planning to obtain the key to the chains on Wood's body soon.

The key to the chains on Wood was originally carried by Esdeath herself, but since Wood escaped, the key has obviously become dispensable.

Through Dr. Fashion, the Hunters also obtained a lot of information about the Night Raid members, knowing that they possess the Imperial Arms "All Things Cutting Apart" which can cut through Wood's armor.

Because she wasn't paying attention, Esdeath left the key to the other members of the "Hunter" for safekeeping. According to the information Wood and his group had recently obtained, today's key was being kept by Polus, one of the "Hunter."

"Polus, a former soldier of the Imperial Burning Force, was recruited into the 'Hunter' force because of the Imperial summons."

His Imperial Arm is called "Purgatory Summons Rubigand", a flamethrower that can spew out high-temperature flames.

He was once ordered by the Empire to use his Imperial Arms to burn down many villages, including those where infectious diseases were occurring and where revolutionaries were suspected of being harbored.

Polus was a man whose duty was to obey orders. Even knowing that many innocent people were among those burned in the village, and despite feeling guilty, he ultimately did it anyway.

The above information is what Chelsea obtained while working in the Revolutionary Army and recently in the capital.

Although all three of them are wanted, the bounty is practically meaningless to Chelsea, who possesses the Imperial Arm "Gaia Foundation".

With just a slight alteration to her appearance, Chelsea could easily infiltrate the residences of many political figures in the capital and obtain the information she needed.

"According to the intelligence I've gathered, Polus also has a wife and a daughter, who are the two people he cares about most."

If we want to assassinate him and obtain the key from him, targeting these two people would be the safest approach.

Chelsea is a true assassin, and for her, it doesn't matter whether it's despicable or not, as long as she can accurately assassinate her target and achieve her goal.

"If that's the case, this guy isn't exactly evil to the core. But targeting his family, isn't that a bit despicable?"

Upon hearing Chelsea's words, Wood immediately showed a look of rejection. He didn't consider himself a good person, but he still had the basic principle of not harming his family.

There is always a bottom line for people living in this world. If one day even this bottom line can be easily crossed, then can a person really be considered a "person"?

"Isn't the evil ingrained in their bones? They accepted the so-called orders of the empire and wantonly burned down multiple villages. Don't people like that deserve to die?"

It's ironic that he valued his wife and daughters the most. Did he ever think about how many other people's wives and daughters were in those villages when he burned them down?

Upon hearing Wood's words, Mine, who was standing to the side, showed a look of disdain. What she hated most was a "hypocritical" person like Borus.

What's the use of feeling guilty after you've already done something? The butcher's knife has already been raised, so who are you apologizing to at the end? The spirits of those who died unwillingly?

"I didn't say I wouldn't kill this Polus, I just don't want to resort to threatening him by capturing his wife and daughter..."

Wood isn't a saint. Even if Borus really didn't do anything, since everyone has different positions and serves their own masters, he would not hesitate to take action if necessary.

Wood really couldn't bring himself to harm innocent women and children. He had witnessed such a scene with pirates on Red Leaf Island, which ultimately led him to decide to go to sea.

If he were to do such a thing now, how would he be any different from those pirates he despises?

"Of course I wouldn't do that, otherwise how would I be any different from this Polus who kills while feeling guilty?"

What I mean is, if I want to get close to him, I might be able to pretend to be his wife or daughter, so I would need to gather some information about his daughter or wife…”

Upon hearing Chelsea's explanation, Wood realized he had misunderstood, and nodded in agreement with Chelsea's plan.

He now needs to find a way to get rid of the "servant's implements" that bind his body as soon as possible, otherwise, not only will he be at a disadvantage in battle, but his daily life will also be greatly affected.

While being fed by a beautiful girl every day is a pleasant experience, Wood is still human and needs to relieve himself sometimes. And whenever that happens, even someone as shameless as Wood finds himself in a rather awkward situation...

Mine was alright; although she was arrogant and sharp-tongued, she was still a pure-hearted girl and would shyly turn her head away, which made things much easier for Wood.

But Chelsea was a complete scoundrel. Not only did she show no intention of avoiding him, she even observed him closely with great interest, making Wood so embarrassed that he couldn't hold back most of the time.

When not working, the "Hunters" are free to move around in the Imperial Capital. Their superior, Esdeath, gives them a great deal of autonomy, and they even have a fixed day off every week.

On his days off, Borus's wife and daughter would either come to the capital to visit him, or Borus would bring gifts home.

Today was Polus's day off. Having just received his salary, he splurged on a trip to the aristocratic district of the capital and spent most of it on a huge cake.

Since his daughter's birthday was a few days away, Polus planned to celebrate it for her in advance today.

Chapter 433 This is the final act of mercy

However, what Polus didn't notice was that when he left Arthur's Cake Shop, he was followed by several little tails.

Wood had already investigated the place where Borus had settled his wife and daughter.

On Polus's way home, a blonde, blue-eyed girl was waiting by the roadside. When she saw Polus, who was wearing a hood, she ran towards him with a big smile on her face.

As he watched his daughter running towards him, Polus wondered why his wife wasn't beside her. But when he thought that his wife might not be able to keep up with their daughter if she ran, he opened his arms with a relieved expression.

As an imperial soldier, Borus wouldn't normally let his guard down so easily, but the person rushing towards him was one of the most important people in his life.

Moreover, his wife and daughter did have a habit of waiting for him to return by the roadside, so Polus had no suspicions at this moment.

However, as Polus opened his arms to welcome his little angel, a sharp pain in his chest made him realize in an instant that he was not welcoming his princess, but a grim reaper who would take his life.

Looking at the dagger stuck in her chest, and then at her daughter whose little dress was soaked in blood but whose face remained calm.

With a trembling voice and a hint of anger in his eyes, Borus looked at Chelsea and asked, "What have you done to my daughter and wife!"

With his heart pierced, Polus was bleeding profusely from his chest, his life slipping away. Yet, his first thought was not to stop the wound, but for the safety of his wife and daughter.

Looking at Chelsea, who not only looked exactly like his daughter but also had the same temperament and demeanor, Borus naturally thought of the Night Raid member who had disguised himself as General Esdeath.

The Hunters had just wiped out the Night Raid's stronghold, so Polus naturally knew that they were after him.

However, since she could so perfectly impersonate his daughter and even appear on his way home, Polus couldn't help but worry that something had happened to his wife and daughter!

"Don't assume everyone else is like you, preying on innocent women and children. We wouldn't stoop to doing something like that."

And even if I wanted to do something, my overly righteous companions would probably stop me, so you're the only one who'll die. Even in hell, you probably won't see your family again.

Surprisingly, upon hearing Chelsea's words, Borus showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he smiled with relief.

"I see. Are they alright...? That's good. Of all the people who should have gone to hell, I was the only one left."

My wife and daughters knew nothing of what I had done. They healed me like true angels, and even if I were to die, they would not go to a place like hell.

Even in death, I cannot reunite with my family. This is probably the punishment for what I did before...

Is there one last thing I can ask of you? Please don't tell them about me. This is my final request.

Polus had long been aware that he would one day die a violent death.

Having accepted orders to burn down several villages, he knew all too well the enormity of his sins. Yet, he still comfortably enjoyed that tenderness, knowing full well that retribution would eventually befall him.

Therefore, Borus felt no resentment or bitterness about his death. His only wish was for his wife and daughter to live peacefully and for him to leave a last impression on them.

"I grant your request."

Before Chelsea could say anything, Wood stepped out from the side and, looking at the slowly dying Borus, nodded in agreement.

To assassinate Polus, Chelsea couldn't possibly do it alone. If he sensed something was wrong beforehand, Chelsea's combat strength would be no match for Polus.

So Mine and Wood had been lying in ambush nearby, ready to help Chelsea at any time.

"Then thank you...."

After leaving behind his final thanks, Borus, one of the members of the "Hunter," passed away.

In fact, when Chelsea stabbed him in the heart with a dagger, Borus still had the ability to retaliate.

Chelsea is ultimately a girl with average combat abilities; if she were to slit her own throat with a knife, she might be able to kill her instantly.

However, piercing the heart, especially against a physically robust figure like Borus, was a bit of a stretch for Chelsea's strength.

However, upon hearing that Wood had not harmed his wife and daughter, the burly man ultimately chose to give up resistance and accept death calmly.

This is why Wood finally agreed to the other party's request. Perhaps the other party was deeply sinful, but a guy who could suddenly realize his mistakes and accept death with equanimity on the verge of death is also worthy of respect.

Wood, who confiscated the opponent's Imperial Arm "Purgatory Summoning" and then found the key on the opponent's body, successfully broke free from the Imperial Arm that had bound him for so long.

After unlocking the Imperial Arms, Wood and the others first buried Borus. Then Wood told Chelsea and the others to take Borus's Imperial Arms back first, while he picked up the cake that Borus had dropped to the side.

Even when Chelsea attacked, Borus carefully protected the cake, throwing it far enough away that even the outer packaging box remained unstained by blood, and the pink packaging was still exquisite.

Chelsea and Mine were wondering why Wood had told them to go back first, but the next second they saw Wood, carrying a cake, disappear from their sight.

Meanwhile, in front of a wooden house, a beautiful young woman was holding the hand of a blonde, blue-eyed girl, craning her neck and looking towards the capital, eagerly awaiting the appearance of a certain figure.

"Mom, why isn't Dad back yet? He promised me he would buy me the biggest and most delicious cake."

The blonde, blue-eyed girl looked in the direction of the capital, then turned to her beautiful mother and asked with a hopeful expression.

"Don't worry, Dad is very busy with work, but he has never broken his promises to you, has he?"

Hearing her daughter's urging, the young woman was actually a little worried, because it was already past the time her husband usually came home on his day off.

And for some reason, she had felt a vague unease from the very beginning.