Half a Month Later
Grand Line, Keslet Sea.
The cool sea breeze blew steadily over the sea, and the dazzling red-painted three-masted sailboat cut through the waves. The hull created ripples on both sides as it sailed smoothly.
At this moment, Leon was lounging on the sofa, his eyes closed in relaxation.
"Mr. Leon, would you like some hot tea?" Little Robin's soft voice echoed behind him, her gentle eyes a mix of restraint and gratitude.
"Place it aside," Leon murmured, nodding without opening his eyes.
In addition to her deep sense of gratitude, Robin had developed a kind of dependence on Leon—her savior. His appearance had completely altered the course of her life. She had finally escaped the darkness of her past, and this kindness had left a permanent mark on her heart.
"Mr. Madara, it seems you've shown little interest in the pirate groups we've encountered so far." Leon enjoyed Robin's massage, sipping the fragrant hot tea as he spoke.
"Those insignificant rabble…" Uchiha Madara's tone was dismissive. "They are nothing but a fleeting wave in the vast blue."
His words carried an air of supreme disdain. Uchiha Madara's presence exuded an overwhelming sense of power, as if he were the true ruler of the seas.
Over the course of the past half-month, Madara had crushed every pirate group they encountered with ease, showcasing his unmatched might. His actions displayed the true essence of his power—something that surpassed even the strongest ninjas in the world.
As time passed, Madara grew more and more disappointed with the Grand Line. The pirates they faced were far weaker than he had anticipated. What he truly sought were adversaries who could challenge him, yet the first half of the Grand Line—known as "Paradise"—lacked such opponents.
The power of Uchiha Madara was, indeed, unstoppable.
Soon After
"Mr. Leon, a ship is approaching from ahead!" Robin exclaimed, holding the telescope to her eyes. She spotted a luxurious ship approaching swiftly, its flag clearly visible.
It was the flag of the Celestial Dragons!
"I didn't expect to encounter the Tianshangjin, the tribute to the Celestial Dragons, here!" Leon's eyes gleamed with interest as he recognized the ship. His excitement was palpable.
As a time traveler, Leon had enough knowledge about the Celestial Dragons. Despite being despised and loathed by countless people, they held the highest status in the world, even above the World Government.
Wealth, power, status—these were the things the Celestial Dragons had in abundance. They were the epitome of everything people dreamed of.
Leon's gaze sharpened. The Tianshangjin—the Sky Gold—was a treasure that member countries of the World Government were required to pay to the Celestial Dragons each year. These treasures were escorted by ships to the Holy Land of Mariejoa, and the cargo aboard was invaluable, filled with rare and powerful treasures. It was a fortune beyond measure.
Once plundered, the Sky Gold would provide a huge boost to Leon's ability to acquire more Devil Fruits.
"Robin, I have an idea," Leon said, putting down his tea and looking up.
"Mr. Leon, you wouldn't…?" Robin's voice was tinged with surprise.
"Exactly," Leon confirmed, his eyes glinting. "Since we've come across it, we can't let it slip away."
Plundering the Sky Gold would not only yield immense wealth but also directly challenge the World Government—accelerating Leon's quest to accumulate villain reputation points.
Tap tap tap—
Leon walked to the end of the deck, his aura spreading out like a tidal wave.
"Fire Style: Great Fire Extinguishing!"
A dazzling flare erupted from his mouth, and a scorching sea of fire surged forward. The inferno expanded rapidly, engulfing the air in front of him like a tidal wave of flame.
The fiery red light illuminated the sky, and the high-temperature flames radiated an aura of death. The moisture in the air evaporated almost instantly, and the heat intensified to the boiling point, creating an illusion of being inside a vast, ancient volcano.
With a terrifying roar, the flames crashed into the ship, reducing half the hull to powder. The guards on the ship were turned to ashes in moments, and the surrounding sea area was instantly transformed into a blood-red wasteland.
At the same time, propelled by the shockwave, Leon's three-masted sailboat surged forward.
Leon and Uchiha Madara instantly appeared on the wreckage of the Celestial Dragons' ship.
"Who are you?!" The remaining guards, still in shock from the fiery disaster, were struck by a deep, instinctive fear as they saw Leon and Madara.
"Do you not find this question meaningless?" Leon's voice was calm, his gaze unwavering as he looked at the guards. "Our identities don't matter. Just know one thing."
"These treasures belong to us."
"What? You plan to plunder the Heavenly Gold?!" The guards were stunned. In all of history, no one had ever dared to openly rob the Celestial Dragons.
Leon's actions were a direct challenge to the World Government!
"We are the World Government's most powerful deterrent!" the captain of the guard shouted, trying to rally his troops. "You should understand that flag means everything on this ship belongs to the Celestial Dragons."
"Your actions have offended the World Government!"
But in the face of Leon and Madara, such threats were meaningless.
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