The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

"So that's how it is."

Having received the answer, Kaido nodded as if he understood, and couldn't help but miss his only remaining subordinate... King.

"By the way, where's my beloved subordinate? Where did you send him?"

"Soon, he'll be back very soon." John smiled slightly, keeping everyone in suspense.

Just then, the hatch at the rear of the ship opened a crack, and a blond head poked out.

Begabank looked around to make sure it was safe before fully opening the door and leading Clover and Olbia onto the deck.

Reaching the bow, Begabank crossed his arms, winked, and began promoting his new product:

"Want my combat suit? It can monitor the owner's physical condition in real time and provide what the body needs promptly."

This was inspired by Judge, except that his combat suit was more about survival than fighting.

There was a moment when the oxygen in the cabin ran out, but the combat suit detected it in time and injected oxygen into the body through the skin.

Rather than transforming one's body into a monster, this is the normal way for humans to live.

"So, do you want it?"

Chapter 205 Heading Straight to the Sabaody Archipelago

"What do you say?"

John glanced sideways and rolled his eyes at Begabank.

If you had something this good, why didn't you bring it out sooner!

Although they can now resurrect themselves instantly by separating their will and changing their bodies when they are on the verge of death, if they are killed on the spot, then they are really dead.

They didn't even have the chance to be resurrected by changing bodies!

On this turbulent and unpredictable sea, all sorts of strange and wonderful abilities exist, and no one can guarantee that they will never be caught off guard and capsize.

Therefore, the survival value of Vegabank's "combat suit" far exceeds its combat function!

"I thought monsters like you wouldn't need this."

Begabank had no idea how many ways there were to kill a person in John's mind, which led to his deep concern.

I felt that, given John's current condition, no one could kill him.

John, too lazy to argue with Begabank, told him his ideal style and color of battle suit, then transformed into lightning and flew towards the town.

That night, John slept soundly, thanks to the high-density lightning plasma shield that blocked out noise.

But the bounty hunters who survived on the island were in a much worse situation. Kaido was the kind of night owl who drank and slept during the day and was full of energy at night.

All night long, Kaido played hide-and-seek with the bounty hunters, carrying his spiked club. If they caught him, they'd be smashed into a pulp.

Terrified screams, shrill cries, and the resounding crash of the spiked club echoed incessantly.

So much so that late at night, a silver-haired figure, deeply troubled and unable to sleep, came to John's room.

Olbia stood by the bed, looking at John's peaceful sleeping face, a gentle smile appearing on her lips.

"They're actually quite cute."

As soon as he spoke, John, who was fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, startling Olbia, who quickly turned her head away to avoid eye contact.

Eurya frantically twirled a strand of hair around her finger, explaining repeatedly:

"I just can't sleep because of the noise, and I wanted you to talk to Kaido."

"Yeah."

John turned to the side, propped his head up with his left hand, and looked at the flustered Olbia with a smile.

"If you're going to launch a night raid, beg me, and I might reluctantly agree."

"You bastard!"

Olbia was immediately enraged, glaring at the inexplicably narcissistic man with her teeth clenched.

And what does the word "night raid" mean? Was she such a lustful woman?

"Don't be angry."

John patted the edge of the bed, gesturing for Olbia to sit down and talk.

Olbia remained unmoved, crossing his arms over his massive frame in a defensive posture.

John didn't insist, and suddenly said seriously:

"Twenty years from now, I need someone with your bloodline, who possesses all the heritage of Ohara and can translate ancient texts, to appear in Alabasta."

"Will you go in person, or will you have your clone handle it?"

As he spoke, John looked Olbia up and down, admiring her curvaceous and alluring figure.

"Or, you could have a daughter and let her go?"

"Why send someone with my blood?" Ignoring John's teasing, Olbia asked the key question.

"Why...because of fate!"

John shook his head helplessly.

Actually, he could have killed Dragon right now, nipping Luffy in the bud.

But just like the Five Elders, as long as the Nika Fruit and the legend of the Sun God exist, there will be a constant stream of "Luffys".

In that case, why not choose Luffy, whom we are familiar with, as our future enemy? This way, he can gain a significant advantage in terms of intelligence.

Now, Jinbe, the future helmsman of the Straw Hat Pirates, is already one of his men. If he inserts Nico Robin into the crew, he can completely control Luffy.

Once he gets to know Nika well, he'll have plenty of experience dealing with any future characters like Luca or Lucy.

"destiny?"

Eurydice frowned, clearly dissatisfied with this explanation.

Although she had been living in the underwater "Atlantis" before this, she also kept track of the situation on the sea through various means such as Den Den Mushi (snail phone).

One point is that people refer to the destruction of Ohara as "Ohara's destiny."

Therefore, she came to hate things that were predetermined and unchangeable.

“Yes, that damned fate.” John nodded.

People are complex and conflicted. Some believe in the saying, "As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement." Others believe that "what is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you should not force."

What is yours will be pushed to you by fate, even if you do nothing.

John, who believed in the principle of "As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement," naturally wanted to defy fate.

But the enemy is strong and we are weak, so before that, we can only deceive fate!

When you're weak, you can only devise strategies to stage a spectacular comeback!

"Having a child? With whom?"

Olbia suddenly brought up the topic John had mentioned earlier, her eyes blinking gently, her cool demeanor revealing endless charm.

Seeing this, John quickly patted the edge of the bed, indicating that he could sacrifice himself to help.

Olbia, however, suddenly smiled wryly, a glint of something sinister in his eyes:

"Then there's no need for that. I'll play the role of my daughter and complete this mission myself."

After saying that, he turned around decisively and strode out of the room with his long legs.

Watching the figure disappear outside the door, John smiled silently. Truly, they were of the same ilk.

They're all so cunning!

“Since you’ve decided to go in person, I need to start arranging the legend of the ‘Devil’s Child’ and creating Nico Robin’s backstory.”

It's a bit of a shame that the real Nico Robin never came into being, but that poor little girl was spared more than twenty years of suffering.

"Or perhaps I should use Olvia's bloodline factors to create a Nico Robin?"

"..."

early morning

A three-masted sailing ship sets sail from a quiet Whisky Hill pier, leaving behind an overwhelming, lingering smell of blood, on its way to its next destination.

John's original intention was to follow the record pointer, passing through Little Garden, Drum Island, Alabasta, and all the way to the Sabaody Archipelago.

In particular, the small garden is a place where you can visit the two giants, "Blue Oni" Dorry and "Red Oni" Brogy, who are still locked in a century-long battle, and use them as a fulcrum to try and take down "King of Titans" Harald.

After all, Harald is a powerful fighter, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be dead in a few years.

But upon closer reflection, Harald's head is probably even more stubborn than Shiki's and Linlin's; he's simply not someone who can be persuaded.

This is a classic case of not shedding tears until the coffin is in sight!

So, let's just give up on Harald.

"Next stop, let's skip those boring islands and head straight for the Sabaody Archipelago!"

Chapter 206 John, you will get your comeuppance!

Not long after the three-masted sailing ship left, a pirate ship followed and docked at Whiskey Peak Pier.

The hanging pirate flag, with its skull and two wavy mustaches spreading out to the left and right below its nostrils, is none other than the famous "Roger Pirates".

On the deck of the Golden Jackson, a sleepy-eyed Roger held a bottle of rum and instinctively reached for it to rinse his mouth.

Snapped

Suddenly, a folding fan slammed heavily onto Roger's hand, causing him to drop the bottle he was holding. The bottle crashed onto the deck, spilling amber-colored liquor.

"Krocas! What are you doing, you bastard! Want to fight?!"

Roger was furious. He grabbed the collar of the man with the receding hairline and a ring of flower petals stuck in the back of his head, and raised his fist to smash it down.

Grabbing Roger by the collar, Crocus calmly looked at the furious Roger, his tone even:

"What, are you going to disobey my orders as a doctor?"