One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

"Huh?" Robin was taken aback and subconsciously looked at Kane.

She never imagined that Kane, the calamity whose fearsome reputation shook the seas, would have such a noble collecting obsession.

On second thought, this is normal.

Robin's experiences of struggling to survive in the dark world over the past decade or so have already shown her the most twisted and despicable corners of human nature.

Sisters, mothers and daughters, sisters-in-law and aunts are all child's play.

Those deeper, more unspeakable fetishes feel dirty even to talk about.

In comparison, Kane's quirk is perfectly normal.

"Boom!"

A sharp crack of a whipping sound landed on Violet's forehead.

"How many times have I told you, don't spread rumors! It's just a coincidence!" Kane glared at her, annoyed.

At this moment, having finished its feast, the island whale let out a satisfied low moan and slowly sank to the seabed, preparing to begin its daily tasks.

Chapter 93 Secretary Robin is Online

"Hehehe... I really didn't expect that."

"Even the infamous Calamity Kane would do a good deed of saving lives."

A slow, somewhat melancholic voice came from the lighthouse entrance.

An old man with his hair styled in an exaggerated saffron shape and wearing round-framed glasses strolled out slowly.

He was wearing a flashy pink shirt, casual light blue shorts, and sandals. Apart from the huge syringe slung over his shoulder, he looked like a retired beach enthusiast.

"Didn't the Roger Pirates, whom the World Government called the embodiment of evil, do similar things?"

Kane looked the old man over with interest and asked, "Am I right? Mr. Crocus, the ship's doctor of the Roger Pirates?"

Everyone was taken aback at first, then exclaimed in unison, "Huh?!!"

Roger Pirates?

Is it the Roger they know?

But why is the Pirate King's ship's doctor here?!

"Tsk, I never thought that young people these days would still remember this old codger."

Crocus pushed up his round-framed glasses, his gaze lingering on Kane's face for a moment behind the lenses, before sighing, "I thought that after all these years, there were only two young people left who could remember my identity."

Shanks and Bucky, right?

Kane understood.

boom!

Before Crocus could finish speaking, the sea, which had just calmed down, suddenly churned violently again.

At the same time, the ground beneath everyone's feet trembled noticeably.

Crocus frowned instantly, his relaxed expression vanishing completely: "I'm not talking to you guys anymore."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards the shore like an arrow, and with a lithe figure that was completely out of character for his age, he leaped into the sea. His speed was so fast that he left only a blur on the retina before disappearing into the waves in an instant.

Violet looked at the splashing water and murmured, "Now I believe he's a member of the Pirate King's crew."

At his age, with that swimming speed, the old man must have been quite extraordinary in his youth.

"It's decided!" Yamato's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fist excitedly. "I'm going to fight him! The Pirate King's crew must be incredibly strong!"

Kane sighed and rubbed his forehead: "Yamato, stop bullying the elderly. Mr. Crocus is the ship's doctor, not a combatant."

He was genuinely afraid that Yamato might impulsively use his staff to send Crocus directly to meet Roger.

"Th-that..."

A weak voice broke the slightly chaotic situation.

Robin took a deep breath, mustered her courage, looked at Kane, and said quickly, "Lord Kane, I am really not a princess, just a helpless orphan, which is completely out of your interest."

"I will definitely find a way to repay your life-saving grace. May I go first?"

Kane's face darkened, and he glared at Violet again.

You've ruined my reputation.

He turned to Robin, and shook his head in response to her hopeful gaze.

“Nicole Robin.” Kane’s voice was calm and clear: “The sole survivor of the archaeological holy site of Ohara, the Devil’s Child with a bounty of 7900 million Berries…”

As Kane gradually revealed her identity, Robin's face grew paler and paler, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Her last shred of hope was shattered.

She was now absolutely certain that Kane was after the forbidden knowledge in her mind.

Robin felt bitter inside.

Because she knew that knowing Kane's purpose would not help her situation in the slightest.

As Kane said, the weak have no choice.

“It’s me, Lord Kane.” Robin lowered his head resignedly.

Denial and resistance are futile in the face of this man.

Kane nodded in satisfaction: "Then join me, I need your abilities."

Sure enough...

The last glimmer of light in Robin's eyes dimmed, leaving only deep disappointment and self-mockery.

Since her escape from O'Hara, every person who has offered her a helping hand has always had the same ultimate goal.

Deciphering historical texts will help them seize One Piece.

"I am willing to interpret the historical text for you."

Robin uttered the words she had repeated countless times.

Previously, she was confident that she could escape their control with her wisdom and the power of her fruits.

But this time...

Her sharp mind told her it was time to accept her fate.

"No, no, no."

Kane suddenly extended his index finger and gently shook it in front of her: "I've made myself clear, what I want is your ability. As for the knowledge about the Poneglyphs in your head?"

He paused, his tone carrying an almost contemptuous casualness that Robin never expected: "To me... it's worthless."

Ok? !

Robin looked up in surprise: "Lord Kane, you...you don't need me to decipher the Poneglyphs?"

Kane grinned, his smile brimming with confidence: "As for the Poneglyphs, I have people more qualified than you to decipher them."

Then, under Robin's bewildered gaze, Kane turned to look at Hiyori Kozuki, who had a long sword at her waist.

“Hiyori, show our new friend that special language you learned from your grandfather Sukiyaki.”

Now that Kane knows the Poneglyphs were carved by the ancestors of the Kozuki family, and that the Kozuki family has always possessed the knowledge to decipher the Poneglyphs, Kane naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by.

I sent Hiyori to learn how to make sukiyaki a long time ago.

"Yes, Lord Kane."

Although Hiyori Kozuki was somewhat confused, she still nodded obediently.

She cleared her throat, and then a string of ancient, obscure, and peculiarly syllable-filled words flowed from her mouth like a chant.

Robin's pupils suddenly contracted.

It was as if a bomb had been dropped into her brain.

Although she couldn't fully understand the meaning of every word Hiyori uttered, the scattered phrases and unique grammatical structures were clearly ancient script that had been lost for eight hundred years.

Even Dr. Shamrock, the librarian of the Omniscience Tree Library in Ohara, couldn't use that ancient script so fluently—

The scholars of Ohara did indeed decipher the ancient script, but knowing its meaning did not mean they knew its pronunciation.

Scholars could only try to reconstruct the pronunciation of ancient characters based on various materials, but before they could make any breakthroughs, they were met with the Edict of Mutiny.

At this moment, Robin finally understood the source of Kane's confidence.

“But… if you don’t need my knowledge, why?” Robin asked.

She knew very well that her greatest value lay in interpreting historical texts.

"I need a highly capable secretary, and you happen to fit my aesthetic."

Kane shrugged and gave Robin an answer that completely baffled him.

"That's...that's it?"

"If you feel the reason is insufficient, you can also understand it as—I don't want those other ambitious guys to get you."

Kane's lips curled into a playful smile.

The reason was valid, but Robin instinctively rejected it.

The reason is simple: Kane could have just killed himself.

This is the safest approach.

Dead people don't speak.

But would anyone really take such a huge risk to hire someone just because they need a secretary?

Looking at the enigmatic man before him, Robin suddenly smiled and said, "I'm happy to serve you."

No matter what, I won't be any worse off, right?

Anyway, her purpose in coming to the Grand Line was to seek refuge under a powerful force and eke out a living.

Looking out over this turbulent sea, the strongest forces that can stand up to the World Government and the Marine Headquarters head-on are none other than those few Emperor Pirate Crews.