Chapter 206: Mythical Zoan: Dog-Dog Fruit

Saint Saint Saiwen blinked, feeling that since signing the contract with Imu, the attitude of the Five Elders, especially Saint Saturn, had become... strangely intimate, almost fake.

He still had half a year before his twentieth birthday; was Saint Saturn so eager to give a gift?

Could this old fellow be asking for a favor...

Was he worried that Saint Saint Saiwen would become one of the Five Elders, replacing one of them?

"Saint Saturn, just say what you have to say directly."

Hearing this, Saint Saturn hesitated for a moment, then furtively wrote a message in Saint Saint Saiwen's palm.

【Imu's contract slots are limited; I do not wish to lose the Abyss Contract. Help me...】

In a millionth of a second, countless thoughts flashed through Saint Saint Saiwen's mind: blackmail Saint Saturn, then sell off that little cutie?

No, he should sell the smartest of the Five Elders and keep the stupid one.

That would align better with Saint Saint Saiwen's interests.

Saint Saint Saiwen nodded silently, giving Saint Saturn a look that said, "Leave it to me, rest assured."

Seeing this, Saint Saturn let out a long sigh of relief.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, the Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits stored in the Holy Land are not many. There was a Cerberus Fruit originally intended as a reward for Shamluck..."

"Now it seems..."

Saint Saint Saiwen and Saturn shared a knowing smile.

"Thank you, brother Saint Saturn."

"No need for thanks, brother Saint Saint Saint Saiwen."

Both were very satisfied with this result.

Saint Saint Saiwen happily obtained the Mythical Zoan Cerberus Fruit, adding another powerful fighter to the Morning Star Crew.

Saint Saturn, meanwhile, used the Holy Land's treasure to do a favor, meaning he gave nothing away yet gained a huge favor from Saint Saint Saint Saiwen for free.

Both sides felt they had won big.

In the original story, the Mythical Zoan Cerberus Fruit was fed to the Western sword in Shamluck's hand, and it actually awakened.

It was one of the few awakened Mythical Zoan fruits.

It was worth Saint Saint Saiwen copying the homework.

Mengxiang Yixin disdained eating Devil Fruits, so feed it to the Black Blade Shusui.

Of course, if Mihawk had any ideas, feeding it to the Supreme Grade Black Blade Yoru would also work.

However, Saint Saint Saiwen felt that Mihawk would most likely refuse to let the Black Blade Yoru consume a Devil Fruit.

Mihawk pursues the pure Sword Dao.

Great Swordsmen like Saint Saint Saiwen, Golden Lion, and Master Tenghu who consume Devil Fruits—

are all heretics in Mihawk's eyes.

Pushing open the treasure vault's heavily guarded doors, Saint Saint Saiwen's eyes immediately reflected countless rare treasures, especially a huge straw hat that was particularly dazzling.

Saint Saturn casually explained, "These are relics of the most vicious criminals."

"The most vicious criminals?" Saint Saint Saiwen asked, knowing full well.

In the eyes of the World Government, the beneficiary of power, Joy Boy who tried to overthrow the World Government and liberate everyone, was indeed a most vicious criminal.

The Marines seem to describe Saint Saint Saiwen in exactly the same way.

"An old item from eight hundred years ago."

"Better not mention it."

Saint Saturn led Saint Saint Saiwen forward, finally stopping in front of shelves filled with wooden crates.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, these are the Devil Fruits collected by the Holy Land over the years; please choose freely~"

To further solidify the favor, Saint Saturn did not fixate on the Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits but let Saint Saint Saiwen choose freely.

He would just fake the records later.

It caused Saint Saturn no loss at all.

At this moment, Saint Saint Saiwen suddenly wanted to draw his blade and cut down Saint Saturn, packing up all these Devil Fruits to take away, but he forcibly held back.

No rush; these will all belong to him eventually.

As his fingertips touched the Devil Fruits on the shelf, a constant "ding-dong" sound rang in Saint Saint Saiwen's ears.

【Do you wish to take the Mythical Zoan Frost Dragon form?】

If it were a Frost Dragon, surely the T-Rex wouldn't refuse this time, as it was so cute?

Saint Saint Saiwen kept thinking about his cool mount plan: if he couldn't ride the Pink Dragon, the Frost Dragon would do.

Finally, under Saint Saturn's deliberate protection,

Saint Saint Saiwen happily obtained the Mythical Zoan Cerberus form, Frost Dragon form, and the Paramecia Gold-Gold Fruit, among five powerful Devil Fruits.

Feed the Cerberus to the blade, the Frost Dragon to the T-Rex; the Paramecia Gold-Gold Fruit is just right for Tezoro.

In the original story,

the Gold-Gold Fruit was stolen by Tezoro from the Donquixote Family eight years later, and within twelve years he rose from a slave to the Golden Emperor controlling the world economy.

It seems the connection between Little Bonney and the Holy Land has never been broken.

"That's enough," Saint Saint Saiwen said, knowing when to stop.

Saint Saturn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, the mansion specially prepared for you by Imu is already finished; it happens to be right next to Saint Elaine's mansion."

"This way, please."

Saint Saturn was truly afraid Saint Saint Saiwen would take too much, making it hard to cover up later; fortunately, Saint Saint Saiwen was reasonable and chose only five Devil Fruits.

"Please." Saint Saint Saiwen smiled slightly.

An employer as good as Imu is indeed rare; not only did he grant Saint Saint Saiwen the rights of a God Knight, but his status was also equal to the Five Elders.

He traveled with Navy Admirals as escorts,

if he fancied a pretty Miss, his lackeys and CP agents would help snatch her over, and he could enjoy wealth beyond measure without lifting a finger.

It was simply a life of dreams.

Unfortunately, this was all because Imu coveted Saint Saint Saiwen's body, and Saint Saint Saiwen had wanted to rebel since childhood.

They were naturally incompatible from the start.

If not for this, he could truly have enjoyed the World Nobles' luxurious life in the Pirate World with peace of mind.

Between dreams and real-world privileges, Saint Saint Saiwen still pursued his dreams without hesitation.

Because the Pirate World has many bizarre laws, one of which is: those who lose their dreams become ugly!

Examples are too numerous to list.

And Saint Saint Saiwen did not want to become ugly.

Three days later, the World Conference, held once every four years, convened at Pangaea Castle.

The most sensational news was undoubtedly that the former Emperor of the Seas, captain of the Morning Star Pirates, and pirate with a bounty of 5.2 billion, Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, had become a World Noble.

Next was Inazuma becoming a member nation.

And the founding of Inazuma, along with the gradual cancellation of restrictions on purchasing Sea Prism Stone products.

Under the Five Elders' instruction and with the enthusiastic promotion of Morgans, Saint Saint Saiwen's fanatic fan, the latest New Issue of the News Coo sold like crazy across the seas.

New World, Dressrosa.

Inside the palace hall,

Dressrosa's new king, Doflamingo, watched Kaido sit on the Wang Zuo, yet had to force a sincere smile.

He couldn't win; he truly couldn't beat Kaido.

Since being dragged to the New World, Doflamingo had been beaten three times a day by Kaido, and thoroughly thrashed every three days, leaving him in a state of bruised nose and blackened eyes almost every moment.

According to the big-mouthed Queen, Kaido's boss's daughter, Yamato, used to be beaten up like this every day too.

This made Doflamingo, who had lacked fatherly love since childhood, strangely feel a sensation—

Was Kaido preparing to raise him as a son?

Thinking of this, Doflamingo's heart suddenly felt inexplicably warm.

"Boss Kaido, big news!"

The plague-ridden Queen, fat as a meatball, bounced into the palace hall, waving the latest New Issue of the News Coo in his hand as he ran.

"Boss Kaido, the Emperor of the Seas, Barzab, has become a World Noble."

Hearing this, Doflamingo's heart, which had just been warm, instantly turned ice-cold, and boundless rage surged straight to the crown of his head.

These bastards! Damn it!