Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 95 The Little Thief Cat Successfully Captured! (Two Chapters, Please Subscribe!)

"You bunch of scum! No! Fish scum!"

While holding down the little thief, Storm coldly looked at the rest of the Arlong Pirates.

"You have completely tarnished the spirit of racial equality passed down by Mr. Fisher Tiger and the Sun Pirates!"

The so-called "heroes" in the world of One Piece are mostly just people who seek fame and fortune.

It's like someone who has dominated the Grand Line for many years, whose reputation is so high that pirates flee at the mere mention of their name. They seem incredibly powerful and invincible, but in reality, they completely fail and end up ruined the moment they make a move...

That's right!

Storm is referring to Crocodile Crocodile, the "hero" of Alabasta!

But as the saying goes—

Even among heroes, there are differences.

According to Storm.

Compared to those few so-called "heroes" in the human world who deceive the world and steal fame.

The "heroes" of the fish-man world are the true heroes!

Single-handedly, he climbed to the top of the red earth continent, thousands of meters high, and liberated thousands of slaves in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, regardless of race, social status, or wealth.

Fisher Tiger is the hero that Storm envisions!

Unfortunately.

A hero has descended upon this world.

This world is unworthy of heroes.

Fisher Tiger is dead.

His Sun Pirates also fell apart with the death of their captain.

Jinbe, the current captain of the Sun Pirates, is known as "Knight of the Sea." He has a forthright personality and is a chivalrous person.

But Jinbe is not Fisher Tiger.

Jinbe only inherited part of Fisher Tiger's egalitarian ideals.

There was another group of fishmen, the radical fishmen who broke away from the Sun Pirates...

These are the fishmen from Arlong's pirate crew standing in front of Storm.

Honestly.

If the Arlong Pirates, after separating from the Sun Pirates, were to cause trouble and destruction along the Grand Line, or even launch attacks on the World Government and Marine bases...

Storm doesn't harbor such great malice towards these murlocs.

Because the racial relationship between humans and fish-people is clearly there.

Humans enslave the fish-men and do not even regard them as "intelligent beings".

Fish-men don't need to treat humans equally; they simply discriminate against humans equally.

Humans capture and enslave fish-men.

Fish-men will naturally rebel and kill humans.

This is a perfectly normal relationship.

However, the Arlong Pirates, a bunch of trashy fishmen, were terrified by the towering waves of the Grand Line.

After leaving the Grand Line, they arrived at the East Blue, which was considered the weakest sea in the world. They then seized an island, began to rule over some ordinary civilians on the island, and started living as "fish on top of people"...

What kind of marine debris is this?

I overheard an outsider talking about the Sun Pirates and Fisher Tiger's past.

The members of Arlong's pirate crew all lowered their heads.

"Brother Tiger..."

"The Sun Pirates..."

"Boss Ah Long..."

"White, White Dragon..."

Storm looked at the last fishman to speak, an octopus-like fishman whose name seemed to be "Xiao Ba".

"Octopus fish-man, do you know me?"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea..."

Hachi's body was firmly bound by white clay, and none of its octopus tentacles could move.

"You are Haku, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, just like Jinbe..."

White Dragon succeeds the Lizard King as the new Shichibukai.

This news has been circulating around the world for several days.

The Arlong Pirates are a branch of the Sun Pirates.

Arlong himself has a very close relationship with Jinbe.

These trashy fishmen, who only dare to hide in the corners of the East China Sea and rule as kings, also paid attention to this news.

It's understandable that Hachi was able to recognize Storm's identity.

Storm glanced indifferently at Little Eight, preparing to send this group of trashy fishmen on their way.

But then, he heard Nami's voice in his ear.

"One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea? You're the White Dragon I saw in the newspaper recently?"

Nami finally stopped clinging to Storm like an orange cat.

She jumped back to the ground, staring wide-eyed at Storm in astonishment.

"Does this girl from the East Blue dream of becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

"I've told you so many times, this isn't a dream."

Storm dropped his cold expression and looked at Nami speechlessly.

"Do you want to deal with these fishmen yourself? They're your enemies."

"May I?"

Nami's eyes lit up; she felt the dream was becoming more and more real and interesting.

She had never dreamed of "taking revenge on her enemy" before...

"Leave all these mermen to me!"

Storm nodded. He did not release the fish-men of the Arlong Pirates from their restraints, but simply handed over the final decision-making power over them to Nami.

"By the way, there should be quite a few maps collected here, right?"

"As expected of me! I even dream of drawing a map of the entire world."

Nami tilted her chin up like a proud little orange cat and pointed towards the map room.

"Over there, inside are all maps of the East China Sea that I drew stroke by stroke!"

"That's what I... besides money... the second, no, the third most precious thing."

So who is the second most precious?

family?

Storm glanced at Nami, said nothing, and headed straight for the map room.

His real purpose in coming to the Konom Islands was to replace the map of the East China Sea islands he had on hand.

As for encountering Arlong's pirate crew and Nami, who had just "returned home," those were just unexpected events.

Behind Storm.

The little orange cat was very familiar with this Arlong Paradise. She found a branding iron that was red-hot from the flames somewhere and walked up to a fishman.

zizi——

The sound of grilling fish immediately rang out.

The fishman who was burned by the branding iron immediately let out a scream.

"Does it hurt? I don't feel any pain at all!"

Nami held the red-hot branding iron, a devilish smile on her face.

"I must be dreaming!"

"Even in my dreams, I want to tear you scum to pieces!"

Storm turned and glanced at Nami, who was venting her inner pain, shook his head slightly, and slipped into the map room.

When he came out with a thick stack of maps.

The fish-men outside were no longer able to even scream.

All of their skin exposed outside the white clay was covered with large and small branding marks.

At first glance, it looked like these fish-men had been roasted...

The instigator, Nami, stood quietly in the center of a group of "grilled fish" holding a branding iron, her gloomy and cold aura largely gone.

It seems that the outburst just now has made this little thieving cat much more normal...

However, Storm keenly noticed.

Nami's attack seemed heavy-handed, but in reality, these fish-men still possessed very strong auras.

In other words.

Not a single fishman died from Nami's branding iron attack.

I don't know if the soldering iron was too cold.

Or perhaps the fish-men's physique is just too strong.

These fishmen really do have to go through the "warmth of hell" after all, right?

Storm recalled writing a letter to Hannibal that mentioned this matter, wondering if Impel Down had implemented any reforms...

Nami saw Storm emerge from the map room, dropped the branding iron she was holding, and slowly walked up to him.

"Thank you, Haku..."

Nami opened her arms and hugged Storm's waist tightly, thanking him in a muffled voice.

"Although I know it's a dream, thank you very much anyway."

"How many times do I have to tell you, you're not dreaming!"

Storm once again pushed Nami away with disgust.

The little thief cat now is not the Thunder Goddess who will one day possess a terrifying weapon.

She was just a child.

Storm flicked Nami's forehead with his finger.

His knuckles collided with Nami's forehead, making a crisp "thud," like hitting a watermelon.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Nami covered her forehead, looking at Storm with a mixture of confusion and surprise.

Why am I in pain?

"I really should wake up!"

"If we don't hand the map over to Ah Long and the others soon, they will definitely hurt the villagers."

"Ah Long is dead."

"How could Arlong die? He was so powerful, and he even came from the Grand Line. His boss was one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

"When did his boss become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea? Jinbe isn't his boss... Forget it, why am I arguing with you about this?"

Storm shook his head and stared at Nami.

"You still think this is a dream, right?"

"right!"

Nami nodded seriously.

"I must be dreaming!"

"Alright! If I were dreaming, I'd wipe out the Arlong Pirates right now."

Storm glanced at the murlocs, and a giant wave of clay surged forth, completely engulfing the group of murlocs.

Blood-red silver trophies leaped out from the void.

Every trophy bears the name of a fishman scum.

They look like tombstones.

"Shouldn't you repay me in some way?"

"Rewards?"

Nami looked wary and instinctively gripped her pocket.

"I have no money!"

"It's okay, you're still here, aren't you?"

A wicked, pirate-like smile spread across Storm's face.

"If you can't afford the money, just give me yourself as collateral."

Nami's expression became even more wary.

"You want to turn me into a slave?"

"That's right! I'm going to enslave you, you little thief Nami!"

Storm raised his arms and proclaimed his declaration of human enslavement.

"From now on, you will work a full eight hours a day, and you will only be provided with three meals a day plus snacks."

"You can only have milk in the morning, and you only have one hour for lunch break."

"Bonuses are only given out three times a year, and annual leave is only two short months."

"The worst part is, your salary only increases once every four months!"

"Lord White Dragon!"

Nami's eyes lit up as she listened; she found the dream increasingly intriguing.

"May I bring the rest of the villagers with me to seek refuge with you?"

"no."

Storm decisively refused.

"I only want you, little thief cat. Your seafaring talent is unparalleled in the world."

"Since it's all just a dream anyway, are you willing to accept my enslavement?"

Nami answered cheerfully.

"I've already pledged my allegiance to you!"

(End of this chapter)