One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The night wind in Baltigues howled sharply outside the window, carrying coarse sand that pounded against the hard stone window frame.

However, inside this stone chamber deep within the revolutionary army's underground base, there was a warmth and tranquility completely different from the outside world.

Robin sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her usually deep and calm eyes now gleaming with an undisguised excitement.

She tilted her head slightly and told Viktor, who was standing beside her, what she had just seen and heard in the Revolutionary Army's core secret room.

"Victor, you can't imagine how many amazing things are stored there..."

Robin's voice carried a rare hint of lightness and relief.

"Those mountains of historical clues."

"And there's the dark puzzle of the World Government that the Revolutionary Army has pieced together over the years, a puzzle that has lasted for eight hundred years."

"Looking at those documents that bear the weight of history."

"For the first time, I truly felt that I was not alone on this path of pursuing true history."

After listening to Robin's heartfelt words, a tender look flashed in Victor's eyes.

He strode over to her and sat down beside her, then reached out his strong arm and firmly put it around her thin, slender shoulder.

Feeling the warmth of the woman in his arms, Victor told Robin everything about the deal he had just made with Dragon and Sabo in the secret room.

"I promised Dragon that I would protect Luffy with my life."

"At the same time, you will use your knowledge to help the revolutionary army decipher those key historical texts."

"In exchange, I demanded the Revolutionary Army's top-level Armament Haki training from them."

Robin listened quietly, a knowing smile gradually appearing on his lips as he nodded.

As a smart woman who has struggled alone on this cruel sea for many years and witnessed the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

She deeply understood Viktor's deep-seated desire for power.

She understood better than anyone the first mate's deep-seated thoughts at that moment.

All of this is so that in that new world where monsters roam and dangers abound, we will have the confidence to calmly protect every member of our crew.

Therefore, she wasn't angry.

After the business was concluded, the atmosphere in the room gradually and subtly changed without anyone noticing.

Robin tilted her head slightly, her gaze towards Victor becoming as gentle and profound as a pool of spring water.

She slowly stood up, right there in front of Viktor, without any hesitation or evasion.

Her long, slender, fair fingers rested on her blouse, and she gracefully unbuttoned it.

The purple coat slipped quietly off her rounded shoulders and fell to her feet.

Robin revealed the incredibly sexy and alluring black deep-V lace lingerie underneath.

The mature, alluring woman's perfect curves were on full display under the soft, dim glow of the wall lamp.

The contrast between her fair and delicate skin and the black lace created a striking visual impact, exuding a fatal attraction that could drive any man mad.

On Robin's exquisite and flawless face, a smile slowly curved at the corners of her mouth, a smile that was both cunning and captivating to the core.

She tilted her head slightly, a strand of black hair falling between her collarbones.

Facing Victor, who sat on the bed with a cold expression, she gently beckoned with her slender index finger, extending the most direct invitation:

"Now that we've finished discussing the important matters..."

"Well then, First Mate... shall we do something we enjoy now?"

Faced with such a direct and fiery temptation from his own cunning archaeologist.

Victor, of course, could not possibly back down or hesitate.

His deep, dark eyes darkened instantly, as if a blazing flame had ignited in his pupils.

He suddenly stood up, his tall and imposing figure exuding an irresistible sense of pressure. He strode forward, bent down, and picked up Robin, who was standing in front of him, in his arms.

"what……"

Amidst Robin's unexpected, soft, and gentle gasp.

Viktor unceremoniously tossed her onto the large bed covered with soft bedding.

Then, his tall, masculine body pressed down on it, like a hunting lion, completely enveloping its prey in its broad shadow.

Robin did not put up any resistance in the face of Victor's domineering and brutal actions.

Instead, she moved like a nimble water snake, raising her arms to tightly embrace Viktor's strong neck.

She tilted her head slightly and leaned close to Viktor's ear.

Her warm breath, carrying a hint of sweetness, gently brushed against the side of his neck.

Robin murmured softly, in a tone that was both playful and filled with relief:

"Victor, thank goodness... thank goodness you're here with me now."

As she said this, her eyes sparkled, and she deliberately dragged out the last syllable:

"If Nami saw this scene..."

"Our lovely little navigator will be insanely jealous, won't he?"

At this ambiguous moment when things are about to turn, I heard the name "Nami".

Instead, a confident, relaxed smile appeared on Viktor's lips.

As a transmigrator who knew the future trajectory of this world, Viktor's mind quickly flashed through Nami's current whereabouts.

That greedy little thief cat who always tries to run away when it's in danger.

He has surely been safely transported to that magical island floating in mid-air in the New World by Bartholomew's unreasonable paw-like abilities.

"Weather Island" Visalia has been added.

There, you'll find a group of elderly meteorologists who are completely incapable of physical labor and are dedicated to studying meteorology.

Nami's personal safety is absolutely guaranteed if she stays there.

Moreover, this rare break allows you to systematically learn the world's top-level navigation and meteorological knowledge.

This is practically a cultivation paradise tailor-made for her.

With that thought in mind, Victor banished all those thoughts from his mind.

On this windy, dusty night in a foreign land, far from his homeland, Viktor completely focused his mind.

His deep black eyes were now filled with pure longing, fixed intently on the stunningly beautiful woman beneath him.

Victor lowered his head and, without hesitation, sealed Robin's red lips, which were about to continue teasing him.

He silenced all her words with his actions.

They poured all their energy and enthusiasm into this "battle" between the two of them.

……

Outside the window in Baltigue, the wind continues to howl tirelessly.

The coarse sand that was swept into the air, like dense raindrops, kept hitting the hard, cold stone window frame, making a series of dull and dense sounds.

The dim yellow wall lamp cast an ambiguous glow.

The lamplight cast two intertwined, indistinguishable figures on the bed, casting long, slanted shadows onto the rough stone wall.

The shadow flickered and swayed ambiguously on the wall, swaying with the swaying lamplight.

The once sturdy wooden bed would occasionally creak under the strain of the excessive movements.

Victor's black coat was now tangled messily with Robin's purple coat, as if it had been carelessly discarded on the cold stone floor, having lost its owner's restraint, and left unattended.

The night was long, but the indoor temperature remained stubbornly high.

It wasn't until the dead of night that the lonely wall lamp on the wall, as if exhausted from the couple's movements, flickered twice and quietly went out.

The entire room was plunged into deep darkness and silence.

All that remained was the lingering, intoxicating fragrance that filled the room, along with the steady breathing and lingering warmth.