One Piece: Starting with God Valley, intercepting the Dark-Dark Fruit

Garin couldn't take it anymore. He turned around abruptly and roared, but Giger wasn't afraid of him at all. Lucia, on the other hand, was startled and immediately burrowed into Giger's arms.

"..."

Garin silently placed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist; he was about to carry out the family discipline.

Giger was completely unaware, and even hugged Lucia in his arms a little tighter.

"Bulu Bulu..."

The Den Den Mushi rang, and Karin frowned slightly. He pulled a Den Den Mushi with a white beard and a scar above its left eye from his pocket. Its expression looked very serious.

After Karin answered the call, the Den Den Mushi emitted an old voice.

"Saint Garin, come to the council chamber. There is a matter that requires your arbitration as the commander of the Knights of God."

"What is it? Be clear, I'm with my nephew right now."

The Den Den Mushi's usually stern, coffin-like face suddenly showed surprise, and it said...

"Nephew?? You mean Gige? You brought him back!?"

"Yes, he's back. Tell me what happened first."

"Okay, do you still remember that Don Quixote family member, Homing the Ancient Saint?"

"Oh, that complete idiot. I remember he sent word not long ago that he wanted to return to Mary Geoise."

"Yes, but he's already dead."

"died?"

A cold glint flashed in Garin's eyes. He flicked his thumb, drawing a sharp blade from his waist, and said coldly,

"How did he die? Who killed him? Hmph, although he brought it on himself, he still had Celestial Dragon blood flowing through his veins. To kill him, you must first get my permission!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, then the speaker slowly said...

"It's his biological son, Doflamingo."

Garin's expression froze for a moment, then he suddenly looked up at Giger and fell silent.

Giger shrugged, inwardly grumbling.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I haven't even made a move yet, but your record is already documented."

When Garin didn't respond for a while, the caller continued.

"Doflamingo has just returned with the head of Hogwarts. He wants to show his stance and return to the Celestial Dragons. This matter is a bit troublesome. I have already gathered the other families, and now we are waiting for you to come and discuss it together."

"I see."

After Garin hung up the Den Den Mushi, Giger asked,

"Uncle Jialin, who was that on the phone just now?"

“Satan Saint, you should have met him. He also went to the Valley of Gods back then. He is one of the Five Elders and is now mainly in charge of the science class. He has a good relationship with our family.”

"So you're going to him now, right? Take me with you, I'm quite interested in this Doflamingo."

"I think his behavior is to your liking."

Jiger smiled and said,

"That's one reason, so can I go?"

“Sure, you’ve hardly ever shown your face in Mary Geoise. This is a good opportunity for you to get some exposure. Go change your clothes first.”

"Changing clothes?"

Giger immediately pictured the spacesuits worn by the Celestial Dragons in his mind, and said with a look of disgust,

"Forget it, those clothes are too big and ugly, I don't like them."

Garin's face darkened, and he said,

“What nonsense are you talking about? On this occasion, you must wear our clan’s formal attire. It’s a symbol of status. It’s Lucia’s duty to help you change. Let her take you there.”

After saying that, Garin turned and left to change his clothes.

Lucia said softly,

"Young Master, I think the family's formal attire looks great. Come on, I'll take you to change."

Giger sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and followed Lucia back to his original palace.

Nearly seven years have passed since Giger last left this place, but the furnishings in the palace are still clean and tidy, especially his room, which can be described as spotless.

Lucia opened the wardrobe next to the bed and found a long black trench coat hanging inside, the same style from when she was a child to when she grew up.

She took out a few pieces of clothing that roughly fit Gigg's size and placed them on the bed, saying softly...

“When the young master is away, I apply for several new suits to be made for you every year, in case you come back one day and can no longer find a suitable formal suit.”

Giger stared blankly at Lucia, who always seemed to unintentionally touch the softest part of his heart.

Lucia stepped forward and gently unbuttoned Gigg's shirt, speaking softly.

"I remember helping you change clothes like this when we were little. Perhaps my technique is a bit rusty now; I hope you won't blame me..."

"Lucia, have you been cleaning my palace all these years?"

"Yes, this is my duty. Although there is no shortage of places to stay here, I think the young master would prefer to stay here, right?"

"Ah."

Lucia neatly folded the coat she had taken off and placed it on the bed. Then she picked up a black trench coat and draped it over Gigg, before starting to button it up.

Giger looked down at Lucia, who was looking very serious, and suddenly said,

"Lucia, if I let you stay by my side forever, will you feel like you've lost your freedom?"

Lucia paused for a moment, then looked up into Gigg's eyes, before slowly pressing her face against his chest and whispering something.

"How could that be, young master? This was my wish all along..."

Chapter 54 Who is the Protagonist?

Lucia fastened the last button for Gigg, then stepped back a few paces, carefully examining him from head to toe, and exclaimed in admiration,

"Young Master, you look really good in this outfit!"

Giger put on a pair of black boots and walked to the full-length mirror. In the mirror, he was dressed in black and had a tall and slender figure.

Lucia walked behind Giger, put her arms around his waist, and Giger naturally placed his hand on Lucia's hand.

The two lingered for a moment before leaving, as they had important business to attend to later.

When they met Garin again, he was wearing the same black outfit as Giger, and a burly, helmeted, golden-armored guard followed behind him.

The golden-armored guard bowed to Gigg and said respectfully,

“Lord Giger Saint, I am Carlos, the captain of the first guard team.”

Incidentally, the Figarando family has a total of five guard squads. Squads one, three, and five are under Garin's command, while squads two and four are assigned to Grando by him.

As for Team Three, it was essentially handed over to Giger by Garin. Of course, there was no need for him to hand it over, since Lucia was the captain of Team Three, and it was only natural for Giger to take over Team Three.

Garin glanced at Giger, who had changed his clothes, and said with approval in his eyes,

“That’s more like the Figarando family.”

Giger, with one hand in his pocket, said...

"I thought it would be one of those big, white burlap sacks with a fish tank over its head."

"Don't talk nonsense. You don't need to bring any fish or head coverings here. Besides, I think those clothes... are alright!"

"Uncle Garin, you hesitated just now, didn't you? Come to think of it, I've never seen you wear those kinds of clothes before. Did they not fit?"

Garin glared and said,

"You should be glad you're my nephew, kid. Even in Mary Geoise, there aren't many people who would dare to talk to me like that."

Garin couldn't intimidate Giger anymore. He chuckled and said...

"But since I'm your nephew, Uncle Galin, you'll just have to put up with it."

After saying that, Giger walked ahead on his own, and Lucia quickly jogged to catch up.

"Young Master, do you know the way?"

Watching Giger's retreating figure, Garin's tense expression gradually relaxed. He suddenly shook his head, chuckled softly, and said...

"This feeling is pretty good."

Team captain Carlos secretly glanced at Garin and was greatly shocked. Garin Saint, who was always serious and awe-inspiring, actually had this side to him.

Garin had his hands behind his back, making him look slightly older than he was, even though he was still in his prime.

He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and only when Gigg's figure was almost out of his sight did he sigh softly and murmur,

"It would be even better if that kid could be by my side."

......

Inside the Celestial Dragon Council Chamber, a dozen Celestial Dragons dressed in spacesuits sat around a rectangular conference table, all turning their gaze to the little boy standing at the end of the table.