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"Ah..."
"As expected, the hot spring is the most comfortable!"
He closed his eyes, comfortably soaking in the huge artificial hot spring pool.
"Your Highness, when can we go back?" Dilia, waiting at the door, asked softly.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the battle will likely end within half a day. If we set sail back that same night, it shouldn't take too long."
Opening his eyes, Ichiji smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Do you miss North Blue?"
"No, we like wherever Your Highness is!"
Sister Winsni spoke softly.
For this somewhat domineering and cool master, the sisters had decided to dedicate their lives to him from the day they were brought back.
"Sister Isabel is still waiting for Your Highness at Germa Kingdom's headquarters!"
Dilia's cute face held a mischievous smile.
Sister Winsni playfully tapped her twin sister's forehead. Though they looked identical, their personalities were distinct: "Aren't you the one most afraid of Sister Isabel, you girl?"
"No way, Sister Isabel is the best."
Clutching her forehead, Dilia retorted.
"Heh~~ heh~~"
After an unknown amount of time, Ichiji shook his wet hair and stood up.
"Time is almost up, we'll stop here!" His face had returned to its usual calm, a stark contrast to his earlier lazy and unrestrained appearance.
What was alarming were the faint scars on his body; if one wasn't careful, they would be hard to notice.
These were the result of years of desperate training, even abandoning the specialized combat suits—the crystallization of Germa 66's technology—that only he and his father and brothers were qualified to wear on the battlefield, fighting brutal armies and pirates purely to hone his powerful physical techniques and enrich his combat experience.
These almost imperceptible scars each held a dangerous "past" that would make anyone's face turn pale!
If not for Germa's medical technology and his own superhuman body, which Vinsmoke Judge had modified even before his birth, he might have died on the battlefield long ago.
But the insane effort yielded immense rewards.
Now, even Vinsmoke Judge, the commander of Germa, didn't know the true extent of his eldest son's strength, the only one among his children who hadn't inherited his curly eyebrows.
While he wouldn't arrogantly believe he was close to the level of a Marine Headquarters Admiral, Ichiji was confident that he could defeat even an elite Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral.
Moreover, he wasn't a Devil Fruit user.
He preferred quality over quantity.
His ambition was far greater than that.
He simply didn't care for ordinary Devil Fruits.
After all, there was no need to rush.
...
Ichiji, dressed in his combat uniform, walked out of the castle with two beautiful maids.
His fiery red hair was slightly spiked, a lock of hair covering his right eye. Wearing sunglasses, his eyes were unreadable. Dressed in a combat suit with the Germa "66" emblem, he also wore a white scarf.
His white cape fluttered slightly, emblazoned with a large red "1". His chiseled face exuded a cool aura!
At birth, what satisfied Ichiji most was not his monstrous body, but an unknown mutation that occurred before he was born. Among the quadruplet brothers, his eyebrows, as the eldest, did not inherit his cheap father's curly eyebrows, but rather his mother Sora's.
Moreover, like Sanji, he wasn't unable to defy Judge's "orders."
Judge believed this was because his wife, Sora, in defiance of his "experiments," took a potent drug that affected his "Lineage Factor," resulting in an unexpected "half-finished product."
He didn't possess "exoskeletons" like his older sister Reiju, second brother Niji, and fourth brother Yonji, but was merely endowed with a monstrous physique that surpassed ordinary human limits.
However, even Vinsmoke Judge himself hadn't expected that this "half-finished" eldest son, whom he once considered only slightly better than the "failure" third son, Sanji, would now become the strongest monster in Germa.
The "Demon Spear" that strikes fear into the hearts of enemies—this wasn't a slogan shouted by Germa 66 itself!
"Lord Ichiji!!"
Rows of fully armed Germa soldiers, with live ammunition, stood proudly in formation before the castle. Their gazes, with a whoosh, all turned to the red figure walking unhurriedly towards them, shouting with reverence and loyalty, their voices resounding.
A surge of emotion and pride involuntarily welled up from their hearts, making them all feel passionate.
This figure was the glory of all Germa, Prince Ichiji, known as the "Strongest Spear of Germa."
"Lord Ichiji, the Fifth and Sixth Squadrons are ready and can be deployed at any moment!" A burly man with a stern face, dressed in a black combat uniform, walked up, his steps firm. He saluted and reported.
His exaggerated muscles, bulging through the combat uniform, and his towering height of 2.3 meters, along with the fierce aura emanating from him, clearly marked him as a seasoned general!
This was one of Germa's army captains!
Currently, Germa's total military strength was not very exaggerated, only about ten to twenty thousand.
Among them, the artificial soldiers created using technology numbered over ten thousand, and a large number of "unfinished products" were still being cultivated at the headquarters.
In addition, there were some non-artificial warriors!
They were led by six captains, each squadron commanding around 2,000 men.
The strength of each of the six captains was not extremely powerful, but none were too weak.
And those who could become captains were all descendants of the vassals who had sworn allegiance to the Vinsmoke family.
These people would sacrifice their lives without hesitation for the Vinsmoke family. Although they were not artificial humans, their loyalty gave Vinsmoke Judge equal peace of mind.
Originally, the number of non-artificial soldiers in Germa was far greater than this, but years of continuous warfare had depleted more than half of them. Those who had survived the bloody wars were undoubtedly true elites.
Since Germa had basically not recruited soldiers from outside in recent years, ordinary warriors were one less for each one who died, unlike artificial warriors, who could be replaced in greater numbers using resources and commissions obtained from winning wars.
In terms of military strength alone, Germa's army size was not exaggerated.
However, Germa was a scientific combat unit, possessing world-class technological capabilities. Its advantages in weaponry and equipment were simply incomparable to those of ordinary national armies.