One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

"This move is useless against me, Nojiko! Curse Art: Azure!"

"And this one, Nami? Water Breathing Technique: Fourth Form - Strike Tide!"

"Damn it! So, mortal strength really can't defeat you after all? I'm not human anymore, Nojiko!"

In a luxurious hotel suite in the early morning, two girls started a fierce battle as soon as they got up, their weapons being pillows, sheets, and large blankets.

Sith walked over, brushing his teeth as he called out:

"How old are you to still be playing this? Are you all childish?"

"Hurry up and get dressed and head out the door, or Bellemere will start nagging us again!"

The younger sisters completely ignored their brother's reprimand and continued to play and laugh.

Anyway, Bellemere went out early in the morning to check out the orange market in Sabaody Archipelago, so no one will beat them up.

Sith shook his head helplessly upon seeing this:

"You guys are the worst class of girls I've ever taught!"

Just then, he heard gloating voices coming from the side:

"Oh dear, who told you, as the older brother, to make up so many strange and bizarre stories for your younger sisters?"

Sith turned around, his face full of resentment:

"Olbia, stop making sarcastic remarks at a time like this!"

He also regretted it, wishing he hadn't told stories like "The Legend of the Eyes: The Five Villages' Melee".

Robin chuckled, stopped teasing him, and clapped his hands lightly, saying to his sisters:

"Nami, I feel like Nojiko is cuter than you this morning. Is it because she's already combed her hair?"

"Oh dear, Nami seems cuter, maybe because she washed her face."

Upon hearing Olbia's words, the two little girls exchanged a glance and simultaneously shouted:

"Olbia, I'm the cutest!" x2

Then the two little ones hurriedly ran off to tidy themselves up.

Sith marveled:

"Olbia, are you a master animal tamer? You can even train these two little monkeys to behave!"

Robin rolled her eyes dramatically:

"Even if it's your own sister, you shouldn't say such rude things."

Sith readily agreed, laughed heartily, and a warmth suddenly spread across his lips.

"It's got toothpaste on it."

Robin extended her little finger and casually wiped the white foam from the corner of his mouth, only realizing something was wrong after she finished.

"Ah! Sorry, I'm used to cleaning up after Nami and Nojiko."

She hastily wiped the toothpaste, still smeared with Sith's saliva, from her hands.

"It's nothing, thank you."

Sith smiled and winked at her.

After living with Bellemere's family for a year, Robin became increasingly integrated into the household.

"I'll go and urge those two little ones on."

She tried to find an excuse to escape from Sith, but Sith suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Don't move, just stay here."

Sith spoke softly.

Robin was stunned.

Although she had considered this scenario before, and wasn't particularly opposed to Sith, this was just too much...

"Look there."

Sith's words interrupted her reverie.

Robin followed his hand and looked out the window, where he suddenly saw a strange scene.

It was a long line, with armed naval soldiers on both sides and several cold-looking men in suits standing in the middle, scanning the area with hawk-like eyes.

At the center of the image are two moving "hills," but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that they are not mountains, but rather two tall male slaves.

The two slaves wore heavy shackles, the sound of which could be heard from a distance. They crawled quietly and obediently on the ground like some kind of large livestock, their knees bleeding but they dared not make the slightest jolt.

Because on their backs sat two nobles, one male and one female, dressed in spacesuits and with unusual hairstyles on their heads.

They are Celestial Dragons.

Robin's expression changed, and she immediately understood why Sith had asked her to stay there.

"It's those guys again."

She sighed softly.

When traveling on this vast ocean, it's inevitable to encounter weather conditions like torrential rain or hail that require avoidance. But no matter how bad the weather is, it's nothing compared to those "world aristocrats"!

Just like the hundreds of civilians kneeling on the ground trembling in the distance, Robin guessed they would rather be hit by falling knives than run into a Celestial Dragon.

Robin and her friends had encountered Celestial Dragons several times in the past few days, but Sith seemed to have an extremely strong precognitive ability and could always accurately avoid the Celestial Dragons, so Bellemere's family was not forced to kneel or anything like that.

"I'll go tell Nojiko and Nami right now that it's likely to rain outside and they shouldn't go out yet."

Robin said.

Sith nodded gratefully:

Thank you.

The first time they witnessed a Celestial Dragon shooting a civilian in the street, it deeply shocked Nojiko and Nami's young minds.

Nami asked at that time:

"Brother, isn't the Navy supposed to protect the weak? Why are you watching innocent people get killed!"

Sith really couldn't answer this question. Should he tell his two sisters that most of the navy was actually a bunch of groveling dogs, and that he was a traitor who used the navy's resources to grow?

Fortunately, before he could speak, Robin cleverly changed the subject, making the two little ones happy again.

While Robin went to comfort her two younger sisters, Sith stood by the window, squinting as he sized up the two Celestial Dragons.

The powerful senses granted to him by his status as a professional assassin allowed him to easily see what the Celestial Dragons were doing.

"Interesting. It seems necessary to check it out."

Sith muttered to himself and drew the curtains.

Meanwhile, on the street outside the hotel, an ordinary-looking passerby walked towards the direction where the Celestial Dragons were.

He was the clone of the "newcomer," who sacrificed his life to become an ordinary passerby and kept watch around the hotel. After all, Sith had brought his whole family with him this time, and he didn't want anything to go wrong.

Moreover, in special circumstances like this, Sith can stay with his family while secretly gathering intelligence.

Before long, Sith approached the shopping street where the Celestial Dragons were located, activated [Night Hunt], and quietly climbed up a clock tower, peering down at the people below.

The male Celestial Dragon slowly scanned the crowd, pointed, and immediately a pink-haired girl was brought out of the crowd by the Marines.

The pink-haired girl looked like a frightened little rabbit, wanting to cry but not daring to, hugging herself and trembling uncontrollably.

The chubby male Celestial Dragon glanced at her, nodded slowly, and the fat on his face jiggled slightly.

"OK."

He said something, and several navy men immediately led the pink-haired girl to the prison van at the back of the line.

Sith saw that there were already seven or eight pretty pink-haired women standing inside. They came from all walks of life and their clothes were different, but their faces were all full of fear.

There were several bodies that had been shot on either side of the prison van. They were all women with pink hair, but they weren't as pretty as the ones inside the van.

"Please spare me, sir! My mother is seriously ill and hospitalized; she really can't live without me!"

The newly captured pink-haired girl finally couldn't hold back her tears and collapsed to the ground like a clay figure, struggling incessantly, but unfortunately, she was completely unable to break free from the hands of the several marines.

The male Celestial Dragon wiped the sweat from his thick neck with a handkerchief and sneered:

Which hospital is your mother in?

The pink-haired girl was taken aback, and subconsciously replied:

"It's at the Holy Cross Hospital in Chambord."

She thought the Celestial Dragon might be moved by her filial piety and was about to let her go, but the male Celestial Dragon said to the CP0 member next to him:

"I'll kill her mother later, then she can be my wife in peace."

CP0 nodded slightly.

"As you wish."

The pink-haired girl was stunned, then cried even louder, while the others lying on the ground didn't dare to breathe.

Sith watched this scene quietly from the clock tower, his suspicions becoming clearer.

"It seems this Celestial Dragon is worth killing."

Where no one could see, a murderous intent crept onto his face.