Pirates: My crew is the heroine of the 3D zone

He was preoccupied with worries and filled with reluctance to part with it.

When Cyrus saw the two people fold their wings and descend from the sky, he looked surprised and said, "Lord Sun God? What brings you here?"

“Come and take a look,” Chen Yong’an said casually, surveying the surrounding scenery. “I heard that someone here is working against me, so I came to see for myself.”

"Oppose me?" Cyrus was taken aback. "Who here would oppose you?"

"No?" Chen Yong'an looked at Cyrus. "What's with your disgusting theory of bloodline? I clearly said that I hate that kind of thing the most, and everyone in the world should know that, right?"

Cyrus immediately understood Chen Yong'an's purpose; he had come for Rebecca.

“I’m sorry, I’m not worthy to be Rebecca’s father,” Cyrus lowered his head. “I used to be a terrible person, good for nothing, always fighting and even killing people… How could someone like me be a princess’s father? If others knew that Rebecca had my blood in her veins, it would only bring shame upon her.”

"Shame? I don't care about that at all."

"What?" Cyrus looked up.

"If I don't care about this, who has the right to care? Who dares to care?"

Chen Yong'an stared intently at Cyrus, "In my homeland, even a forty-year-old street thug who has accomplished nothing and spends his days watching dogs fight can become a founding emperor who controls millions of square kilometers of territory. What is your little experience compared to that?"

This world has never been defined by those worthless bloodlines and births! Remember this! Your name is Cyrus! You are the greatest arena hero in Dressrosa's history!

You are the greatest legend of this country!

"!"

The power contained in Chen Yong'an's words greatly encouraged Cyrus, who felt inferior because of his birth, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Cyrus wouldn't have taken anything seriously if someone else had said that, but it was Chen Yong'an who said it.

The most prestigious and authoritative entity in the world today.

To challenge the existence of "divine authority" with the body of a "mortal".

Chen Yong'an's experience proved one thing to everyone: bloodline is utterly worthless!

Chen Yong'an's words carried such weight that Cyrus could not refute them in any way!

"It's time for a change in Dressrosa. You stay here and protect this country. I'll have people clarify those rumors circulating in the streets."

After speaking, Chen Yong'an, without waiting for Cyrus's reaction, turned and left the flower-filled hillside with Eve. (The last two lines appear to be random characters and do not translate directly.)

Only after they had walked a distance did Cyrus's heartfelt and powerful "Thank you" come from behind Chen Yong'an, his voice trembling with tears.

Cyrus, who had felt inferior for many years because of his background and experiences, finally gained his own recognition on this day.

Chen Yong'an did not return to the palace, but went directly back to the hotel where they were staying.

As for Cyrus staying behind, he told Rebecca through a Den Den Mushi, which moved her deeply, even to tears.

The task of clarifying the rumors was assigned to Viola, who was tasked with posting notices on the streets to dispel the rumors, explain Rebecca's birth, and offer blessings from the sun god.

To ensure Rebecca's peace of mind, Viola even took it upon herself to add the story of Rebecca going through great lengths to persuade Chen Yong'an to save Dressrosa.

A princess born into commoner family, ordinary yet noble.

Chapter 546: Monet's Request

The first thing Chen Yong'an saw when he returned to the hotel was Chang Wei beating Lai Fu.

Hmm... it was Mary Rose beating Sugar.

He placed the sugar on his thigh and gave her a good beating on her buttocks.

"Shorty, do you still think you're some Don Quixote family executive who can do whatever you want?"

"Let me go!" Sugar waved her little arms and legs. "How dare you treat me like this! I'll turn you into a toy!"

"Turning into a toy? Looks like you haven't been beaten enough!"

Mary Rose's face contorted with rage as she beat Sugar's little ball even harder, turning it bright red.

"That's enough," Chen Yong'an stopped Mary Rose from continuing to hit her. "What happened? What made you so angry?"

"She stole the princess cake that Mary put in the fridge!" Mary Rose hugged Chen Yong'an's neck playfully. "That was for Mary to share with her master when she came back!"

“That’s right, he deserves it,” Chen Yong’an said, going along with Mary Rose’s words. Chen Yong’an knew that this was just Mary Rose’s excuse, since it was common knowledge on the ship that he didn’t like princess cakes, which were extremely sweet and made entirely of cream.

“I was just too hungry!” Sugar argued. “Besides, the cake didn’t have your name on it!”

The destruction of the Don Quixote family a few days ago caused Sugar, who was originally a special agent of the Don Quixote family, to become introverted for several days, locking herself in her room and refusing to eat or drink.

After enduring so many days of hunger, Sugar finally couldn't suppress her biological instincts and sneaked out when no one was around. She then ate the princess cake that Mary Rose had put in the refrigerator.

“Even if it doesn’t have Mary’s name on it, it’s still something you can eat?” Mary Rose pointed at the seastone collar around Sugar’s neck. “Don’t forget who you are.”

Sugar had no way to refute it; she lowered her head, trembling with anger.

Now, she is nothing more than a sinner, a prisoner.

“Sugar, quickly apologize to Miss Mary,” Monet came over and ruffled Sugar’s hair. “Quickly say sorry to her.”

"sorry."

“The sound is so soft, Mary can’t hear it.”

"sorry!"

Sugar shouted, then couldn't hold back her emotions any longer and ran back to her room in tears.

“I’m sorry,” Monet said apologetically, “when she was in the Tanquite family, she was the most important executive besides Doflamingo. No one dared to disobey her. She was spoiled too much.”

Chen Yong'an shook his head helplessly and said, "With a personality like that, even if you wear the Seastone necklace, you'll cause trouble sooner or later and drag everyone down with you."

“Exactly,” Mary Rose said, arms crossed, puffing out her cheeks. “After eating the ‘Childhood Fruit,’ I’ve lost all my childlike wonder and am just like a disobedient brat.”

Monet remained silent. After so many years, he never imagined that Sugar's personality would become so twisted.

The difference is huge compared to when I was a child.

“Perhaps she needs some discipline,” Marilyn Rose continued. “Letting her master teach her a lesson might just make her obedient, hehehe~”

“Don’t talk nonsense,” Chen Yong’an tapped Mary Rose on the head. “I have absolutely no interest in that body type.”

Mary Rose covered her head, looking aggrieved, and said, "Mary was just joking~"

"Even joking is not allowed."

As the saying goes, what is said without intention may be taken to heart by the listener. Marie Rose's joke made Monet think.

Perhaps this is one way?

Sugar is already over eighteen years old and a mature young woman.

It was only because she ate the Childlike Fruit that her appearance remained unchanged for so many years.

Perhaps it is this appearance, which is out of sync with her age, that makes Sugar's personality twisted and evil.

If Sugar were to grow up, would her twisted personality improve?

With that in mind, Monet took the opportunity after lunch, when Chen Yong'an was about to rest, to voice her thoughts.

"Where do you feel unwell?" Chen Yong'an asked uncertainly, touching Monet's forehead with the back of his hand. It was still ice-cold.

“This is just a small request of mine,” Monet bit her lip. “Just consider it punishment for Sugar’s past sins. It’s really unfair that she doesn’t give anything in return.”

"Sugar gave up her freedom and your loyalty, and since she wasn't the mastermind, that seems enough to me."

“That’s not enough!” Monet insisted stubbornly. “She still needs to be punished… Please, I’m begging you.”

"No, don't bring this up again," Chen Yong'an refused without hesitation. This wasn't about Sugar's real age, but rather it touched on Chen Yong'an's bottom line!

I'm really not a fan of Sugar's figure, which has no breasts, no drumsticks, and no long legs!

Even if it means sacrificing my own well-being, I can't let my good brother suffer!

"Is that so..." Disappointment crept onto Monet's cool face. She hadn't expected Chen Yong'an to refuse so decisively and without leaving any room for negotiation.

"However, Sugar's condition is more of a psychological illness, similar to Baby-5. I will ask the angels to help try to treat it."

“Thank you,” Monet smiled with relief. She trusted the angels' medical technology; if Sugar's condition truly was a psychological illness, it wasn't entirely untreatable. (The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated text.)

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."

"and many more."

As she spoke, Monet slowly knelt down in front of Chen Yong'an and released the sleeping dragon. Since she had asked Chen Yong'an for a favor, Monet naturally had to give him a corresponding reward to make him happy. This was the only thing she could do.

Monet looked up into Chen Yong'an's eyes and offered her soft lips, accompanied by the licking of her tender tongue. After a few times, the dragon awoke and revealed its ferocious face to Monet.

Monet didn't stop for a moment, eating it directly into his mouth until he couldn't swallow any more before he stopped.

After a few seconds, Monet, unable to bear it any longer, vomited it out forcefully.

What followed was a rather elegant savoring, kissed with her lips, licked with her tender tongue, and her hands were not idle either, holding and slowly moving, occasionally swallowing, constantly bringing Chen Yong'an a comfortable experience.

Chen Yong'an reached out and ruffled Monet's hair, praising, "Your technique has improved a lot compared to the first time."

“Yes, I had Ada Wong teach me,” Monet said, rubbing her face against her. “I used bananas as practice material. The reason I’ve been eating so little these past few days is because I’ve been eating bananas all the time.”

"So that's how it is. I thought you didn't have much of an appetite," Chen Yong'an said, adjusting his posture before putting the glistening dragon back into Monet's mouth to test the oral skills she had honed through countless bananas.

Monet, of course, lived up to expectations and ate even more heartily.

Her pretty face even resembled that of a pea shooter at one point.

Chapter 547: Yet Another Arranged Marriage

King Riku ascended the throne in the morning, but the incident occurred at noon.

Such an alliance is far too risky. Dressrosa is a weak nation, and it receives protection from Alabasta with virtually no contribution, which is very unsettling.

What if Alabasta decides that Dressrosa is a burden and abandons it one day?

Without protection, Dressrosa would be easy prey for pirates in the New World.

That's why the Tanquite family incident happened, and the people, who were severely insecure, gathered on the central street in front of the King's Heights, pleading with King Riku to carefully consider the alliance with Alabasta and to add more security guarantees to the alliance between the two countries.

For example, like the Dragon Palace Kingdom, they could at least send a princess to marry Chen Yong'an, thus binding the relationship between the two countries together.

In the hotel, Chen Yong'an, with his head resting on Eve's voluptuous thighs, listened to Viola's report and lazily said, "Is it another princess marriage drama?"

"What do you mean 'again'?" Viola's exasperated voice came through the Den Den Mushi. "This isn't a solution. The crowd is growing larger and larger. We need to give them an explanation... What's your opinion?"

After speaking, Viola looked at Rebecca, who was sitting uneasily to the side, her face practically screaming "Choose me for the marriage."

One princess couldn't wait any longer.

Chen Yong'an reached out and stroked Tifa's large, childbirth-style drum, which was sitting on his hips with its back to him, gently twisting and pounding, and said:

"Although I don't like to use marriage to bind the relationship between the two countries, since people are so enthusiastic, I have no choice but to go with the flow."

“If you say that, then I’m relieved,” Viola smiled at Rebecca. “Rebecca is also very happy to be married to you.”

"Auntie!" Rebecca scolded playfully, but her face was filled with barely suppressed joy.

For a princess, marriage for the sake of mutual benefit was practically unavoidable.

But if the person you marry is someone you love, there's nothing happier than that.

"With Rebecca? Can't I have you?"

Chen Yong'an's words instantly froze Rebecca's smile, making her stiffen as if she had been hit by the Ice-Ice Fruit in the Ice Age.

“How could you possibly marry me!” Viola exclaimed. “Rebecca is the princess of Dressrosa, and I am just an ordinary member of the royal family. How could I be worthy of you?”

"Fine, I prefer the real thing to the nominal one. I won't let either you or Rebecca go."

After saying that, Chen Yong'an didn't give Viola a chance to refute and hung up the phone directly.

Viola was helpless at Chen Yong'an's reckless behavior, but when she saw Rebecca's mournful look, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Well, let's tell your grandfather about this. I think he's already in a terrible predicament."

After saying that, Viola hurriedly left the room, not daring to spend any more time with Rebecca.

Given their positions, this situation is extremely awkward for them.

In the hotel, Chen Yong'an, having put down the phone, used both hands to support his massive rear end and increased the speed of his squatting and pounding. The sound was like running across muddy ground, producing a wet and dull thud as it pounded against his strong waist and abdomen, creating waves that splashed out.

Because the phone call ended, Tifa, who had been maintaining her composure, was finally able to fully express the emotions in her heart, her voice melodious and joyful.

Amidst this intense struggle, Eve, who was providing Chen Yong'an with a comfortable lap pillow, couldn't help but breathe rapidly. She pulled a heavy, enormous object from under her backless sweater and fed it to Chen Yong'an's mouth.

Chen Yong'an didn't hesitate either. He took the ergonomically designed, rounded meat, which was like a gem in the history of human evolution, and put it into his mouth, gently biting, licking, or sucking it.

But this only made the throbbing in Eve's lower abdomen even stronger and more unbearable.