Chapter 119: Don't Worry About the Swordsman's Matters

"I absolutely cannot accept it! Such a person has no qualification to become a noble under any circumstances!"

"He is a born bastard, a reptile! He can never be the king of this country!"

King Outluke III's emotions instantly surged, causing Xiang Keluo to feel slightly surprised.

After all, from any angle, having a descendant of his own bloodline inherit the throne is far better than having an adopted son with no blood relation at all, who is plainly a good-for-nothing drunkard at first glance.

However.

He did not care about King Outluke III's family matters; he only cared about the pirate crew's interests and the stability of the rear base in the East Sea.

"I have no interest in your family affairs; I am merely telling you this fact."

King Outluke III fell silent, yet his eyes still revealed an unspeakable fury.

Clearly, even after so many years, his anger toward Sabo had not dissipated with time.

But the pirate crew standing before him was currently the most rising force in the East Sea, and the matter concerned his own secrets, so he had to treat it with caution.

A few breaths later.

King Outluke III spoke:

"Can you truly guarantee that my affairs will not be known to the World Government? That they will not be brought to the table?!"

His voice fell.

A smile curled at the corner of Xiang Keluo's lips.

The fish has taken the bait.

He naturally knew where King Outluke III's concerns lay.

As long as you pay the World Tribute on time, the World Government will not actively interfere with matters of usurpation.

But once it is brought to the table, it concerns the World Government's face, and they must handle it even if it takes time and effort.

"Of course; after all, what we want is not to drag you down to destruction together."

Xiang Keluo spread his hands and said calmly:

"Moreover, the purpose of our journey is simply to reclaim the money belonging to Raven Port."

Mentioning Raven Port.

King Outluke III turned his head toward Stelly's corpse; his gaze was icy, filled only with unspeakable contempt.

"As expected."

"I should not have held too high expectations for you back then."

"Sabo, that unfilial son, lacked the conviction of a kingdom noble, while you are simply stupid."

"I told you long ago that as a monarch, one should not abandon one's credibility for such trivial gains."

"Now it seems that placing hope in one's offspring is truly not as good as doing it myself!"

Having said that.

King Outluke III turned to look at Xiang Keluo and spoke:

"Now we can discuss your conditions."

"Hmph."

Xiang Keluo snorted and said:

"Return the debt owed by Raven Port."

King Outluke III nodded:

"That is not an issue; after all, this is money the Goa Kingdom owes you anyway."

"What is the main point?"

Xiang Keluo continued:

"Raven Port is recently holding the East Sea Martial Arts Tournament and needs to secure a sponsorship fee."

Saying this.

Xiang Keluo held up three fingers:

"Three hundred million Berries! Then we leave!"

King Outluke III did not answer immediately; his eyes narrowed slightly as he fell into deep thought.

Even with a mediocrity like Stelly, he was able to push him into power single-handedly; this shows that whether in vision, skill, or decisiveness, he lacks nothing.

At a glance, he saw the deep meaning behind the Martial Arts Tournament.

He murmured:

"Using the name of the Martial Arts Tournament to attract the world's attention and completely revitalize the commerce of Raven Port and its surroundings."

"Moreover..."

Saying this, King Outluke III looked at Xiang Keluo.

To be honest, he did not believe a single punctuation mark of what this man, who exuded the scent of a fellow kind from head to toe, said.

And to truly feel at ease, either Xiang Keluo must be silenced forever, or...

"I want to take a share!"

"I want to hold a portion of the equity in Raven Port's Martial Arts Tournament!"

"You know, as long as I completely control the Goa Kingdom, I am fully capable of helping you avoid many unnecessary troubles."

Xiang Keluo was stunned; his eyes instantly turned dangerous, and he even began to consider whether to eliminate this man right now.

To see the potential benefits behind the Martial Arts Tournament so quickly, among all Xiang Keluo has seen so far, there is only Gao Wen!

The air fell silent for a moment.

Only Ah Jin slowly walked to Xiang Keluo's side, with Stelly's fresh blood slowly dripping from the iron staff in his hand.

Plop!

Crack!

Crack!

"Deal!"

With Keluo's affirmative reply, Otluke III also breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at Akin with lingering fear.

He knew.

Had Keluo given a negative answer just now, that man with a face like a demon would have taken his life in an instant.

Just like Sterli, who lay on the ground, already cold.

The next day.

The Kingdom of Goa issued a death notice: King Sterli died unexpectedly from a fall, and his father, Otluke III, would succeed to the throne.

A son dying before his father, the entire nation was in an uproar.

Even nobles from several towns simultaneously raised the banner of rebellion, leading their armies to attack the capital of the Kingdom of Goa.

In an instant, the entire Kingdom of Goa was shrouded in the dark clouds of war.

However, none of this had anything to do with Gao Wen's pirate crew.

After cremating the bodies of Byande and the others, Keluo and Akin took the ashes, along with Otluke III's repayment and sponsorship, and set off on their return journey.

As for the matter of taking shares, Gao Wen and Jasha would need to decide on the amount later.

At the same time.

The events that occurred in the Kingdom of Goa and Loguetown began to spread among the circles of nobles in the East Blue.

Gao Wen's flag truly made these nobles of the East Blue feel genuine fear.

The nobles of the East Blue, who had originally been very disdainful of the invitation to Raven Port, now felt uneasy in their hearts; even enduring the pain in their flesh, they scraped out a large sum of sponsorship fees.

Several days later.

Raven Port, East Blue.

A massive crimson dragon flew across the sky, stirring up a howling gale that made the flags in the port flap loudly.

Even though they had witnessed the huge creature in the sky several times, the guards in the port still felt genuine awe.

But on the faces of everyone in Gao Wen's pirate crew, smiles appeared.

"The captain is back!"

"This terrifying aura, no matter how many times you see it, is as strong as a monster!"

Van Fan Aoka looked at the giant dragon speeding across the sky, then at his famous gun, Thousand Land, in his hand, and immediately gave up the thought of challenging Gao Wen.

After all, with such an exaggerated size difference, the Thousand Land bullets falling on that thing would be completely meaningless.

Standing beside him, Zoro grinned:

"The captain did say it."

"A powerful swordsman can even cut down a flying dragon in the sky!"

Van Fan Aoka was slightly stunned, then turned his head to look at Zoro and said:

"Young man, your thoughts are dangerous."

"Hmph~!"

Zoro was completely unmoved, even somewhat eager to try.

But in the end.

Considering the huge gap in strength between the two sides, he temporarily put aside this idea and asked about other matters:

"By the way, last time you said you had a sharp dagger; can you sell it to me?"

Van Fan Aoka glanced at him, puzzled, and asked:

"What do you need a dagger for, you swordsman?"

Zoro's old face turned red:

"Swordsman's business, don't you worry about it!"

Seeing this, Van Fan Aoka stopped pressing further and nodded, saying:

"Yes, it was looted from a group of pirates who attacked here before; its quality is far above ordinary daggers. I'll charge you two hundred thousand Berries."

"Are you robbing me?!"

"Take it or leave it; if you think it's expensive, I think it's expensive too!"

Zoro gritted his teeth, feeling nothing but immense pain in his flesh:

"I'll take it!"

(End of this chapter)