Chapter 48: I Just Made a Slight Move

Putting aside the fact that he traveled to the One Piece world, the One Piece world is actually quite interesting.

Though it's called the Pirate King, right after the Summit War ended, people all over the world cheered and celebrated the Navy's victory.

Because on this great sea, pirates are the bloody, visible disaster right out in the open.

In other words, commoners are filled with fear and loathing toward pirates.

But Saint Saint Saiwen doesn't care.

So, he lives his life.

Let the wind blow where it will, let the waves crash where they will, and let the World Government paint whoever they want as a hero or a demon—let it be.

Saint Saint Saiwen just grips his own helm, on this ocean where truth and lies surge equally, living freely and easily, guided by the compass in his heart.

South Sea, the Donghai Dihuang.

After entering Reverse Mountain from the West Sea, the Morning Star Pirates sailed swiftly along the currents to the South Sea waters, seeking only to find new companions as quickly as possible.

Beside the helm, Master Tenghu and Mihawk sat on Saint Saint Saiwen's left and right respectively.

Regarding the goal of this journey, both were curious: what kind of man was worth Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen driving at five times speed to cross more than half the world?

"Captain, what kind of person is the companion we are looking for this time?"

While steering with one hand, a certain distant yet still clear memory flashed in Saint Saint Saiwen's eyes.

"Mr. Issho, his name is Bartholomew Kuma, a man full of love, very much like you."

"Sixteen years ago, the Celestial Dragons held a hunting tournament in God's Valley in the West Sea; the hunting targets were slaves like Kuma, and the commoners of God's Valley."

"At God's Valley, Kuma, under the pressure of the Celestial Dragons, the God Knights, the Navy, the Rocks Pirates, and the Roger Pirates, saved over 500 commoners."

Saint Saint Saiwen paused.

"You might not know the Rocks Pirates well... Whitebeard, Shiki, Big Mom, Kaido, Captain John... these were all crew members of the Rocks Pirates; Kaido was just an intern back then."

"It was on such a battlefield."

"Some rescued their wives and children, some snatched treasure; Kuma, relying on the just-consumed Nikyu Nikyu no Mi, saved over 500 commoners... he was only nine years old at the time."

As the words fell, Master Tenghu sighed with emotion.

"I never expected the Great War at God's Valley back then to have such a tortuous, bizarre, and unbelievable truth; so many great pirates gathered in one pirate crew..."

"Mr. Kuma is a hero worthy of admiration."

"Yes." Saint Saint Saiwen sighed with emotion.

By any measure, Kuma deserves the name of hero, but just as Luffy said: I don't want to be a hero, I want to eat meat.

The same piece of meat, pirates would use to throw a feast.

But heroes would share the meat with those in need.

Saint Saint Saiwen admires heroes from the bottom of his heart, sincerely; if he could, he would also be willing to lend a hand to heroes, but he does not want to become a hero himself.

Being a hero is too tiring.

A life not overly bound by morality, yet retaining necessary conscience, is the kind of life Saint Saint Saiwen wants to live.

"Oi, News Coo."

Saint Saint Saiwen waved at a passing News Coo and pulled three copper coins from his pocket.

"Three newspapers."

One of the Morning Star Pirates' benefits: every crew member enjoys freedom of the newspaper, whether official or apprentice.

These past few days have been all about rushing; there was no time to properly check the bounties of the various crew members of the pirate crew, to see exactly how much they had risen.

When Saint Saint Saiwen saw his own bounty, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily: "Three billion... Emperor of the Sea..."

In later eras, this would only be the level of the gluttonous Kid, but in the current era, the value of three billion is absolutely maxed out, directly approaching the three legendary pirates.

This time, the Navy did not ignore the facts.

As for Emperor of the Sea, it is just an empty title.

It would be better to have something practical, like the Barrier-Barrier Fruit, the Gold-Gold Fruit, the Teleport-Teleport Fruit... and treasures like Captain John's treasure.

Thinking of Devil Fruits, Saint Saint Saiwen felt a headache; the just-consumed Door-Door Fruit and the Xiong Xiong Fruit, a Mythical Zoan, simply couldn't find a suitable eater.

The Shangcheng system doesn't refresh either—items that allow someone to eat multiple Devil Fruits at once.

Forget it, let's tease Mr. Mi first.

"Yo, Mr. Mi, why is your bounty only two billion?"

Mihawk raised his eyelids: "Unlike someone who fought to the death for only three billion, I merely made a slight move and already reached a two billion bounty."

"As expected of you, Mr. Mi."

In this exchange, Saint Saint Saiwen was completely defeated.

Gazing at the endless sea, Saint Saint Saiwen could already foresee: in the future, he would surely encounter countless new pirate wannabes wanting to make a name for themselves across the seas by stepping on the Morning Star Pirates.

On this great sea, the fastest way to become famous is undoubtedly: to trample pirate seniors underfoot, gaining fame while absorbing all wealth and power.

This is the finest tradition of pirates—overthrowing the superior, very much in line with the characteristics of the little Japanese days.

Not far away, Master Tenghu sat on a sofa, quietly listening to Robin read the newspaper.

"Master Tenghu, user of the Heavy-Heavy Fruit, Great Swordsman, possesses one of the twelve Supreme Grade Blades, the Gambler's Flame, bounty two billion, life or death no matter."

"Uncle, you're at two billion now."

The next second, Robin's dark little face inexplicably turned much paler, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Devil's Child... Nico... Robin... bounty one hundred million Berries... life or death no matter."

Life is hard; Robin sighed: at such a young age, already bearing a bounty of one hundred million Berries.

It's too difficult!

As if sensing the fear in little Robin's heart, Tenghu gently patted Robin's thin shoulder: "Don't be afraid, we are all here."

Robin nodded heavily: "Mm."

Yes, what's there to fear with Captain Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, Mr. Mihawk, and Uncle Yisheng on board, even if the Navy issues a Holy War Order?

We can just defeat the Holy War fleet again.

The Nightmare becomes a Nightmare only because of insufficient firepower; under saturation fire, even a Nightmare can become a little angel.

Little Blackie Robin silently resolved: she must become an intern crewmember of the Morning Star Pirates and follow the captain across every corner of the sea.

At least, when looking back on her life in old age, she could proudly tell the younger generation—

【Back during the Ohara Holy War, facing a fleet of two Navy Admirals, my captain and I slaughtered them mercilessly.】

By the helm, Saint Saint Saiwen stretched out lazily.

"Misan, take the helm for a while. Wake me when we reach the southern port of the Solbe Kingdom."

In fact, both Mihawk and Master Tenghu had noticed the anomaly aboard the Donghai Dihuang: after boarding, less than four hours of sleep felt better than their usual eight.

The two silently pretended nothing had happened.

They couldn't help but reflect: boarding this ship was undoubtedly the greatest decision of their lives.

Back in the captain's cabin, Saint Saint Saiwen lay in the bathtub and opened the long-neglected System Shangcheng.

"Huh? This thing can be bought?"

【Lunarian Bloodline: 50,000 Points. Your body's certain part will ignite; when flames burn, defense increases by 100%; when flames extinguish, speed increases by 100%; gain the ability to generate and control fire…】

Sure enough, the Mera Mera no Mi? Dog food.