I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

Furthermore, it even disrupted his own plans to train his grandson.

Unforgivable, unforgivable!

Garp was engulfed in flames, his intense anger causing his temperature to rise considerably.

If Shanks were here, Garp would definitely smash Shanks' head in.

No one can come.

However, Luffy and his crew saw it differently.

Compared to a long-winded, nagging old man who beats people at the drop of a hat and can fall asleep while talking;

The redhead, who speaks gently, is humorous, and never gets angry, is clearly treated differently.

At least, Ace and the other two were more willing to listen to Shanks.

Instead of Garp's incessant chatter: "Be a navy man, be a navy man, be a navy man."

"You're not allowed to speak ill of Shanks!" Ace yelled.

Luffy expressed his support.

Sabo thought it over and decided to remain neutral.

Garp: ? ? ?

Am I your grandpa? What do you mean? Can't I even scold Shanks?

This made Garp hate Shanks even more.

I can't wait to muster my troops and hunt down that shameless pirate.

To put it simply, Garp could chase the Roger Pirates all by himself and his ship back then, and he can still chase the Red-Haired Pirates all by himself and his ship now.

"Alright, after training, you need to rest well," after lunch, Karp led the three little ones to lie down in the hammock for a nap.

"Only with proper rest can you have a strong body and be a good navy officer."

"I want to be a pirate." ×3

Garp was furious.

Awesome! Awesome! Love's Iron Fist is activated.

Lying in the hammock, Garp suddenly had an idea.

So, what kind of person is Dick, the eldest brother whom Ace and the other two highly regard?

Garp highly recognizes the potential and talent of Luffy and his two companions.

According to Garp, they all have the potential to be great generals.

So, what kind of talent does Dick, who is considered to be above Luffy and his two companions, possess?

“Perhaps we could recruit him into the Navy,” Garp said, turning over and drifting off to sleep.

……

The Royal Palace of Goa Kingdom is the tallest building in the kingdom, standing over a hundred meters high. It is clean, tidy, magnificent, and grand.

This was also the ruling center of the Goa Kingdom.

Every day, distinguished individuals come and go here to discuss state affairs.

Or it's a ball hosted by elegantly dressed ladies and charming gentlemen.

A scene of intoxication and extravagance.

But now...

Inside the magnificent palace, at the very center of everything, in the royal palace that embodies all the beauty of the Goa Kingdom and holds supreme power,

The all-ruling King of Degoia lay on the ground in agony.

My whole body is trembling.

His mouth was stuffed with a smelly rag to prevent his voice from leaking out.

Oh, and there was his son, a teenager, standing right next to him, the prince of the Kingdom of Goa, also trembling, enjoying the same meal as the king.

On the throne, symbolizing supreme royal power, sat the figure of a young man.

Dick sat upright on the throne, and to be honest, he was quite interesting.

The throne is luxurious and comfortable, but what matters most is the power and status it represents.

A position of power that allows one to decide the fate of others with a single word.

"Ooh, ooh," the king and prince shook their heads, in so much pain that they lost control of their bladders.

That was a pain far beyond level 12, a pain that came from the very soul.

Even falling into a coma won't help.

Nearby, several figures stood looking pitifully at the usually high and mighty king, their hearts filled with fear as they recalled the torment they had suffered.

"Alright," Dick snapped his fingers, extinguishing the pale white flames of his soul. He then had someone bring out a rag.

"Now, can we have a proper talk?"

“Yes, yes,” the prince exclaimed immediately.

A look of sorrow flashed in the king's eyes, and he quickly nodded.

He absolutely never wanted to experience that kind of soul-crushing pain again.

Besides, what can we do when our son is in this state?

"Master is truly handsome, wise, and intelligent. With a few simple tricks, he has made the King and the Prince slaves," the Chancellor of the Exchequer immediately began to flatter him.

There is a theory of six degrees of separation on Earth, which states that you can get to know anyone in the world through just six people.

The world of One Piece has too many people, so 6 people are obviously not enough, but the theory is the same.

Find a minor nobleman, or even a servant, who is cowardly and rotten to the core.

Use the Soul Fire directly to torment, control, and subdue.

No, it's inviting someone to a banquet for beheading, and then accepting them as dogs.

Then, through the introductions and visits of minor nobles, they came to know higher nobles and officials.

Torture, control, and then take back.

Then get to know higher-ranking nobles and bureaucrats.

Within days, Dick, through the introduction of the treasurer, falsely claimed to have a treasure to offer and thus gained a private audience with the king.

After that, it became a matter of course.

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Chapter 29 The nobles suffer, you bear the infamy.

If Dick were bold enough, he could even use this to control some of the lower-ranking Celestial Dragons.

For example, that Pulminger who will soon visit the Kingdom of Goa? Roswald? Or someone else?

Anyway, it's that idiotic Celestial Dragon who blasted Sabo into amnesia with one shot.

Those trash Celestial Dragons, raised like useless mortals, definitely couldn't withstand the burning of their souls.

By then, Dick will have plenty of resources and maneuvering options at his disposal.

To be honest, Dick really wanted to try what it felt like to roast a Celestial Dragon.

However, considering what trump cards the Celestial Dragons might hold and what kind of Devil Fruits they might possess, Dick decided to play it safe for now.

If there were Devil Fruits that targeted the soul, that would be terrible.

“Your Majesty, I have a good show for you. Go tell the guards not to come in, no matter what noise they hear,” Dick said.

"Remember, no sound is allowed in. Otherwise, you will die."

The king was somewhat puzzled, but he still obediently went out to give the orders.

A few minutes later, the king returned.

All the actors have arrived.

Dick snapped his fingers.

Instantly, flames erupted from everyone except the king, the prince, and the treasurer.

The fire of the soul burns wildly.

The piercing screams were earth-shattering and soared into the clouds.

The guards looked in alarm into the depths of the palace, repeatedly wanting to go inside to assess the situation, but remembering the king's orders, they hesitated to enter.

The pale white flames burned silently. They burned on inanimate objects, causing no harm whatsoever.

But for living creatures, it is a deadly crisis.