Chapter 142: [141] Hancock's Shock

Chapter 142: [141] Hancock's ShockBonus chapter. [2100 Words]

Robin slowly emerged from her slumber, blinking as she adjusted to the soft light filtering through the half-open heavy curtains. The room around her was a testament to the previous night, filled with the lingering emotions of passion and excitement. Golden shapes danced on the walls, casting a warm glow that enveloped the space in a comforting embrace. Fish-Man Island lacked sunlight; instead, its only light source came from the enigmatic tree known as "Eve."

This extraordinary tree absorbed sunlight from the surface and channeled it to its roots, enabling the island to bask in light despite its depths beneath the ocean. In addition to providing illumination, Eve produced air for the island through a unique breathing process. Its location on the surface remained a mystery, undiscovered even by the island's inhabitants. The room was in disarray, blankets thrown about haphazardly, echoing the fervent moments shared the night before. Pillows, which had borne witness to whispered secrets and fervent kisses, lay scattered across the floor, some damp with their shared intimacy, serving as reminders of their closeness.

On the bedside table, remnants of an open water bottle and scraps of hastily consumed fruit reflected the passage of time, as if they had been lost in their own world, oblivious to everything around them. Clothes lay strewn in disarray, one shoe near the bed and the other abandoned further away, symbolizing the delightful chaos of their night together.

The bed itself bore the imprint of their bodies, with twisted sheets telling the story of their shared passion. The mingled scents of sweat and bodily fluids filled the air, imbuing the room with a profound sense of intimacy.

As Robin reflected on those cherished moments, a blush crept onto her cheeks, though the bright smile she wore revealed her good mood. She glanced around, disappointment washing over her as she realized Ren was not by her side. Lifting her head to survey the room, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh? You're awake, Robin," a soft voice broke the silence. It was Nami, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she regarded Robin.

Beside her stood Ren, looking clean and neatly dressed, a stark contrast to the chaos of the previous night.

"Good morning, Robin," he greeted her with a smile that eased her tension.

Feeling a bit anxious at the thought of Nami knowing what had transpired with Ren, Robin quickly composed herself and got out of bed, revealing her mature body adorned with marks of affection from Ren. The tattoo of the succubus, placed exactly where she had requested before losing consciousness in Ren's embrace, accentuated her form.

"Fufu... Hello, Nami, good morning, Ren-," she teased, a playful laugh escaping her lips as the clothes on the floor transformed into a radiant white light, enveloping her body and magically cleaning her as they covered her. These were the wonders of eternal clothing, and Robin felt grateful to possess a piece gifted by Ren.

"How's your body?" Ren inquired, concern evident in his tone. Robin understood his meaning, while Nami remained quiet, observing her with a calm gaze, thinking, 'Robin has also been devoured... my darling has quite an appetite...'

"I'm fine, just a bit tired - You was quite excited last night, after all, fufufu~."

"I doubt he was the only one excited..." Nami Said, Robin cheeks reddening further when she caught Nami's teasing remark.

"Chough."

Clearing his throat, Ren sought to diffuse the awkward atmosphere. "Nami, Robin will be your 'sister' from now on, just like Mikita, Kaya, and Nojiko. Take care of her." Although he hadn't fully clarified matters with Kaya yet, he considered her one of his loves; there was no way he would let her slip away after sharing a night with her.

"Roger, Captain!" Nami replied cheerfully, her smile bright against Robin's curious stare.

'So I'm part of a harem now, huh...'

"Nami and Robin, you will accompany me to meet King Neptune. We have something important to discuss with him."

"Oh! Right... the Poneglyph! We originally planned to go there, but then..." Robin murmured, recalling the events leading up to their meeting with King Neptune.

On the Surface.

Things on Here had become chaotic since Whitebeard's death. The newspaper published just hours earlier only added to the turmoil.

On an inhabited island in the New World, thousands of people read the newspapers that had fallen from the sky, each reacting differently.

"I can't believe something like this happened!"

"Whoever did this, I will be forever grateful to you!"

"Shh! If any Marines hear you, it's over!"

"I don't care! Those pigs enslaved my daughter and killed her!"

"They say the culprits have not been caught yet!"

"But thousands of pirates and their accomplices were captured at Sabaody Archipelago!"

The discussions among the inhabitants were varied: some were joyful about recent events, while others were anxious about what might come next. A few had even gone so far as to curse the Celestial Dragons aloud.

However, one sentiment united everyone: they were all pleased with what had happened to the Celestial Dragon!

Although no direct images of the deceased body were published to protect the Celestial Dragons' status and sanctity, numerous photographs confirmed the truth of the events, including images of the dead guards, pirates, and the destruction left in the aftermath. Despite the World Government's attempts to depict a "reaction" to the crime against the Celestial Dragon in the newspaper-claiming they executed thousands of pirates and even innocent civilians who celebrated the event-they failed to capture the actual culprits! Morgan, cautious not to anger the World Government excessively at this stage, refrained from making the report overly humiliating. However, many clever individuals across this vast world recognized that what transpired was a blemish on the World Government, regardless of the severity of their response.

....

The Calm Belts was like a dormant volcano; beneath its still waters lurked thousands of sea monsters, waiting to pounce on any ship that might pass through their territory, poised to tear apart their prey with razor-sharp teeth.

In one such stretch of the Calm Belt lay an island, not uninhabited, and given its terrifying

location, its inhabitants must be extraordinary.

This was the Island of Women, Amazon Lily!

Inside a grand, Japanese-style palace, specifically in the empress's chamber, sat the current ruler of Amazon Lily, the warlord Hancock, her face devoid of expression as she lounged on

the couch.

"Damn it... a conceited, filthy man!" Her mood soured as she recalled a conversation with Ren over two days ago at Marineford, where he appeared more arrogant than she.

Having always viewed others with a sense of superiority, expecting them to praise her beauty rather than speak against her, Hancock found herself taken aback by Ren's reaction.

Not only did he not display any lustful gaze upon her form like most men-indeed, even some women showed such tendencies-but he also seemed completely unfazed by her beauty! Even powerful figures often fumbled upon first encountering her, yet they quickly regained composure due to their strength and mental fortitude. So why did Ren show no reaction at all? What Hancock didn't know was that he had been using one of his skills, specifically "Cold Heart," otherwise he would have had no choice but to reveal his admiration upon seeing her. After all, he was a man-not just any man, but one with a significant appetite for beautiful

women.

"Hey, Hebihime!"

Suddenly, Hancock was jolted from her thoughts as the door burst open, revealing an elderly woman holding a newspaper in one hand and a cane in the other.

"You old hag! How many times have I told you to knock before entering?" Hancock, already in

a foul mood, exploded at Gloriosa.

"You rebellious girl! Look, take this and read!" Gloriosa paid no mind to Hancock's anger and tossed the newspaper at her.

At that moment, Hancock's sisters also entered the room and looked at the newspaper in her

hand with confusion.

"What? I always say I don't care about the news!!" Hancock complained, irritation evident on her beautiful face, though she continued to gaze at the newspaper, reading the headline

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[Disaster in Sabaody Archipelago! A crime against the Celestial Dragon sparks intense outrage, demanding harsh punishment from the World Government!]

Morgan had truly ensured to appease the World Government, reflected in the headline that

glorified their response to this matter, despite their clear defeat.

"!!!!!"

Hancock's eyes widened in shock as she read the headline, and her sisters were equally

stunned by the words that escaped her lips!

Except for Gloriosa, everyone was in a state of disbelief, captivated by the newspaper as

Hancock absorbed every article written.

While there were other topics concerning pirates, the focus of this paper was undeniably the

murder of the Celestial Dragon.

"See? That's why I was in a rush! Something big happened in the Sabaody Archipelago, which isn't far from this island!" Gloriosa spoke with a knowing look in her eyes. Hancock remained silent, not in the mood to reprimand the elderly woman at that moment;

she was still under the spell of the news.

But she felt happy-truly happy.

There was no doubt about Hancock's intense hatred for the Celestial Dragons. As a former

slave captured in her childhood along with her sisters, she understood better than anyone the true nature of these despicable beings. Her hatred for them knew no bounds, and now, having read about the death of one of these pigs, how could she not feel immense joy? Even her two sisters laughed with glee in the background, having suffered an even worse fate at the hands of these vile creatures.

"Were the culprits not caught?" Hancock exclaimed in disbelief. She knew that such a crime

would not be overlooked by the World Government, so she felt a twinge of confusion upon learning that the perpetrators had not yet been apprehended.

"That's correct! And that's also one of the reasons I came to share this news with you. The World Government has no idea who did this, and according to the newspaper, they were masked individuals clad in black cloaks..." Gloriosa spoke quickly, but her tone gradually became serious.

"Admiral Kizaru, known for his speed, was sent out, yet the Suspects still elude capture and

Also there was no fight...How is that possible?" Hancock murmured, her heart racing with

happiness that the one responsible had escaped. Whoever had killed those pigs, she hoped

they were safe.

"Actually, that's what piqued my curiosity, so I contacted Shakuyaku..."

Upon hearing Gloriosa's response, Hancock's interest was piqued. "Did you ask Shaki-nee?

Did she see who did it?"

Gloriosa hesitated, taken aback by Hancock's enthusiasm, yet she secretly relished the sight of the young woman so joyful. After a few seconds, she replied, "The incident occurred at Grove 13, where Shakuyaku's bar is located, and yes, she saw who did it. Not only her, but Rayleigh was there too!"

The three sisters listened intently to Gloriosa, and when they noticed the old woman had

fallen silent, they frowned. "Who?! Why are you keeping us in suspense, you old woman!" Gloriosa chuckled at Hancock's outburst but quickly turned serious again, saying, "The identity is truly shocking... As a Warlord with an agreement with the World Government, this

act will automatically strip him of his status..."

"A Warlord?!" Hancock exclaimed, picturing a handsome man with blue hair in her mind.

'Could it really be him?!' She considered that there could be others, perhaps Mihawk or

Doflamingo?

But Gloriosa's next words provided the answer she sought: "That's right! He is none other

than the new Warlord... Black Death Ren!"

"!!!"

For a long moment, the room fell silent, only Hancock's shocked expression and her sisters'

alarmed faces were visible.

....

"Welcome, Ren-dono. Is there something you need from me, Jamon~?" King Neptune

greeted Ren, who was approaching with Robin and Nami.

He was not alone in the massive throne room; the right and left ministers flanked him, each positioned accordingly. The three of them regarded Ren with more warmth than before. They had previously come to an agreement that the Fish-Man Island would now be under the protection of the Warlord, Black Death Ren. This announcement had been made to all residents the previous day, and the massive flag of the Black Death Pirates, sewn by dozens of seamstresses, was raised high.

"I have something important I wish to discuss with you. In short, I want to see the Poneglyph

located in the Sea Forest."

King Neptune, along with the left and right ministers, was taken aback.

How did he know?!

To be continued....

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