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

There's no other reason than that the king of the pirate world is just too awful.

Even middle-aged women with food cravings are wise and discerning rulers.

An auntie without food cravings could be called the greatest wise ruler of all time. Or even a sage ruler.

"No, no, I understand, my lord, I'll go and confiscate the nobles' property right away." King Turowa III wiped his sweat.

"The Celestial Dragons' visit has been cancelled."

When the Celestial Dragons arrive, something disgusting is bound to happen.

Dick is still in the incubation phase; it's not the right time yet.

"Yes," Thurua III replied respectfully, inwardly despising Dick.

They are just lowly people, lacking any perspective.

What an honor it is for nobles from around the world to visit the Kingdom of Goa! It brings fame to the Kingdom of Goa throughout the world.

He worked incredibly hard to get this; it took him a tremendous amount of effort.

As a result, you immediately rejected it the moment you opened your mouth.

Ignorance is ignorance.

Thinking of this, King Thurua III subconsciously straightened his chest.

Indeed, he was the one most suited to be king.

shoot.

King Turuwa III covered his face in bewilderment.

Was he just beaten up?

"What are you daydreaming about? Listen carefully to what the adults are saying."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer spat in the King's face and began to curse.

Seeing that Turuwa III still couldn't believe it, he slapped him again, cursing as he did so.

"Pay attention, there are adults around, stand up straight."

Then, look at Dick with a respectful, obsequious gaze. Listen attentively to instructions.

Turuwa III:

Dick: (⊙﹏⊙)

Sure enough, his bottom line was still too high.

Dick originally intended to initiate reforms in the Kingdom of Goa.

After thinking about it later, I decided to forget it.

Dick is pressed for time; improving strength and developing capabilities are the priorities. He has neither the energy nor the time to reform the Goa Kingdom right now.

With a useless king like Thurua III, he couldn't possibly outmaneuver those nobles.

After all, he was a useless character in the original story who died along with his son, and whose throne fell into the wrong hands.

Strength is the key.

Next, Dick promoted the story of "The Road to Pirate King" and Uta's music throughout the entire Goa Kingdom.

This is the point.

Dick even said that within half a month, everyone should know the contents of the Road to Pirate King; if they couldn't, the King and the Finance Minister could just die.

"Prepare ships for me and equip them with sailors,"

"Yes."

Dick began his voyage.

The key is to make friends.

For example, the navy.

However, not those kind and upright navy personnel.

Dick's friends were the kind of sycophants, cowards, corrupt officials—the kind of scum and degenerate sailors you could tell was made out to be.

For example, the rat-like lieutenant commander of the 6th Naval Division right before our eyes.

He's the corrupt colonel in the original story who colluded with Arlong to exploit Cocoyasi Village.

However, for now, he is only a lieutenant colonel.

It wasn't in the 12th branch, but in the 6th branch.

"Squeak, sir, this is the freshest tea, drifted from the base warehouse, absolutely top-quality." The rat-like lieutenant colonel, with his rat-like appearance, subtly and cleverly portrayed the obsequious and treacherous manner of a coward.

You don't even need to act; just stand there and pose.

Dick nodded in satisfaction.

Dick, an upright navy man, didn't want to take action, and the risks were too great.

But scoundrels like rats are the best candidates to be lackeys.

The Soulfire added, "You don't want to be dismissed, do you?"

The rat lieutenant colonel immediately knelt down.

"That, the rat."

“Sir, my name is Rat,” the rat lieutenant colonel reminded him.

He noticed that Dick seemed to prefer the name, so he took the initiative to change it.

Regardless of what his name was before, in front of Dick, he was called "a rat".

Dick was stunned.

Look at this talent! No wonder the rat in the original story got away scot-free except for a beating.

"You scoundrel!"

"Yes, sir, please speak."

"Do you know any other navy personnel like yourself? Cowards who are afraid of death and corrupt."

People like rats know best who their own kind are.

He doesn't even know his own kind, so how could he collude with them to extort money?

If he doesn't squeeze money out of him, who else will he give gifts to?

How can he advance his career if he doesn't offer gifts?

The mouse's eyes darted around, and it instantly knew Dick's plan.

Control others as you control yourself.

Since I've become your dog, none of you can escape either. And those I have grudges against, those I look down on.

"Don't make baseless accusations. If someone betrays me, I don't know if I'll be in trouble, but you'll be finished," Dick warned slowly.

The mouse froze, its whole body breaking out in a cold sweat.

Yes, safety first, safety first.

"Sir, I do know a few people," the rat said, patting its chest.

If you ask him how to fight pirates, he might not know; but if you ask him to find his own kind, he can smell it with his eyes closed.

"Colonel Kreacher of the 3rd Branch, Lieutenant Viper of the 5th Branch..." the rat rat rat continued.

Goodness, there really are quite a few.

While there are certainly many idealistic and righteous individuals at the grassroots level of the navy, the sheer size of the organization inevitably leads to a mix of good and bad.

"Oh right, there's also Brigadier General Bin Gou stationed in Loguetown. He has the highest rank in the East China Sea and commands all the naval forces there."

Dick nodded in satisfaction, and after receiving some more supplies from the rats, he set sail and continued making friends.

……

Xiluobu Village is an ordinary little island in the East China Sea.

If we have to say something special, it's that a pirate and a very wealthy man who was famous throughout the East China Sea once came from here.

That morning, Kaya got up early, washed and dressed, wearing a dress she rarely wore.

After dinner, I went to the port with my parents and waited quietly for the guests.

"Kaya, you can go and rest for a while," Corey said kindly.

Kaya shook her head, her face slightly flushed as she faced the sea breeze.

“He was my father’s savior, so coming to the port to greet him is a sign of respect.”

Moreover, this may be one of the few things I can do as a father.

A hint of sadness flashed in Kaya's eyes.

"Father, what kind of person is Dick?" Kaya asked curiously.