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[C-level suppression completed]
[Strength +10000]
[Special Reward: Ancient Language (B)]
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"Hiss!"
Olvia's legs trembled as she sat on the bed, unable to move even a finger. Her gaze toward Rosse carried a hint of fear.
She wasn't some innocent girl. She thought she could handle it, but she didn't expect Rosse to be such a pervert.
She has only heard celestial dragons' brutality against slaves. She never expected that today, it would be her turn to experience it.
That painful feeling, plus Rosse's strong and powerful body, almost made her pass out.
"Not bad at all."
Rosse nodded in satisfaction. He needed to be gentle with the others, but not with Olvia.
Olvia didn't even cherish herself, so why should he care? Might as well compensate her later with a few pieces of historical Poneglyphs.
But the feeling of developing three places at once truly gave him the best experience.
This experience even slightly surpassed Gion's 1.8-meter long legs.
After all, with Gion, he would still hold back a little.
"As long as you're satisfied," Olvia forced a smile. She had long realized that this day would come.
Her body wasn't important. As long as she could study the Poneglyphs, that was enough.
"I'll head to the South Sea to handle a few things, and afterward visit the ancestral land of the Jaygarcia family. Once I return, I'll show you some of the historical Poneglyphs stored by the World Government," Rosse said with a smile.
He didn't care about the Poneglyphs.
He also didn't really know why the World Government wanted to erase that part of history. Wasn't it just about Joy Boy's stuff?
Rosse just couldn't figure it out, did the Celestial Dragons gain the throne illegitimately, or were they just afraid of Joy Boy's return?
But that didn't make sense.
There are prophecies of Joy Boy's return being spread in various places. The World Government couldn't possibly think that by erasing that part of history, they could also erase the existence of Joy Boy.
Anyway, people in this world often do some inhuman things, so Rosse didn't think too deeply.
In the end, it was still a matter of strength and hearts.
As long as he was strong enough, and everyone in the world was his people, who cared about Joy Boy? There was no way one person could suppress the world.
If he were that strong, how could he have been overthrown by the World Government?
If his ancestors could do it, there's no reason he can't.
Oh right, he also had the system.
Rosse stretched his body and walked out of the room feeling refreshed all over.
As for the small hand that had suddenly grown out of the bed earlier. Well, some things were best left unspoken. As long as you knew in your heart, there was no need to let the whole world know.
"Saint Rosse!"
As soon as he stepped out the door, Zannie, who had been waiting, came up.
"How far are we from the Holy Land now?", Rosse asked.
He had just played for a long time. The warship was still being pushed forward at high speed, but the sun had already set.
Estimating the time, it had been 7 to 8 hours since Zephyr started pushing the ship.
"About 5 more hours to reach the Holy Land. Everything's ready over there. You can board and depart at any time. We've prepared 20 slaves with bounties of 100 million and 10 users of flying Devil Fruits for you."
Zannie, like a diligent butler, reported everything in detail.
"Very good. What about Baterilla Island?"
Rosse nodded in satisfaction. Having the identity of a Celestial Dragon really made a difference.
If he were just a regular pirate, by the time he reached Baterilla Island, that woman would probably already be dead.
And who knows, maybe just as he arrived, someone wearing a cloak of justice would jump out and punch him into the sea.
But now? He wanted to see if that person even dared to show up.
"The situation at Baterilla Island is stable. That woman has already been examined by a doctor. Based on the doctor's estimate, she can hold on for at most 3 more days. And childbirth could be fatal for her," Zannie respectfully replied.
"The news hasn't gotten out, has it?", Rosse narrowed his eyes.
"The doctor was brought by the family's CP0. The CP who originally found that woman has already been killed by him," Zannie spoke softly. She didn't know who that woman was, but Rosse cared about her, and that was enough.
Regardless of whether the child in her belly carried the Jaygarcia family's bloodline, she needed to be treated as the second most important priority.
"That CP0…"
Rosse didn't finish his sentence, but Zannie understood what he meant.
"That CP0 is loyal to Saint Saturn. I joined CP0 at the same time as him, so we have some connection. I've already asked him to keep this secret for now."
"Before your arrival, based on what I know of him, he will keep it secret. But afterwards, he will definitely report everything to Saint Saturn," Zannie explained.
"I'll leave this matter to you. Even if it gets exposed to Saint Saturn, I won't blame you," Rosse smiled and left those words as he returned to his cabin.
They were about to arrive at the Holy Land, and he needed to hurry to the South Sea.
"Leave it to me… Saint Rosse, you really do trust me."
Zannie's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, her face showing a trace of weariness.
Although being trusted was a good thing, she actually preferred simply following orders.
Rather than being trusted this much, she'd rather have a two-day vacation.
'Sigh, Walter's strength seems mediocre. Better find a chance to quietly get rid of him, so he won't interfere with His Highness and give me more work.'
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Zephyr's strength was like that of a monster. In the end, he even arrived an hour early, pushing the warship straight into the Holy Land Mary Geoise.
That was the warship's limit, not Zephyr's.
When Zephyr came ashore, he was only slightly out of breath. Rosse figured he still had half his stamina left.
An Admiral-level powerhouse truly was a monster.
Rosse and his group moved quickly, declining Sakazuki's offer to follow them and boarded the dedicated ship the World Government had prepared for him.
"Zannie, the follow-up journey is up to you."
Glancing at the slaves and flying ability users on the deck, Rosse didn't even spare them a full look before taking Stella back to the cabin.
Robin and Olvia were not suited to go to the South Sea, so he arranged for them to return to the palace.
He had already reported this to Saint Saturn earlier. Since that side gave tacit approval, there would be no follow-up issues.
"Sigh, what a hassle. Instructor Zephyr, please take a rest for now," Zannie nodded at Zephyr standing nearby and walked over to the group of slaves.
In the blink of an eye, she had transformed into her succubus form.
Pink ripples spread outward, enveloping the nearby slaves and ability users.
Charm, after all, was the fundamental power of succubi.
This type of external ability had little effect on true powerhouses, but charming some small fries with bounties around 100 million was easy as pie.
In just a few moments, all their gazes toward Zannie had become crazed and obsessed.
"Follow my orders. Two shifts, nonstop 24/7 full speed ahead. Start now. Group one to the stern to push, flying group one go to the front to pull."
""""YES!"""
A loud and neat chorus rang out. The slaves, as if injected with steroid, leapt into the sea one by one and started swimming while pushing the ship.
These slaves couldn't compare to Zephyr, of course. But with 10 in each rotation group and 5 flying ability users pulling from the front, their speed wasn't slower than when Zephyr was pushing.
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