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"Boom..."
"Woohoohoo... splash..."
Flash after flash of lightning streaked across the dark sky, fierce winds howled, and heavy rain poured down like lines of bullets. The sea surged with tumultuous waves, one after another, making even Germa's massive War House sway precariously.
On the War House, surrounded by a fleet of War Houses made from gigantic sea slugs.
In a spacious, luxurious cabin.
Standing by the scenic window, gazing at the gloomy weather and the frequently rising colossal waves outside, a man in a white shirt and black trousers couldn't help but frown slightly.
His hair, like sparks, stood slightly on end, his brows filled with a heroic spirit. His slender, sharp black eyes, thin, pursed lips, sharply defined features, and tall, lean, yet not overly robust physique, were like a proud eagle in the night, exuding nobility and elegance.
"What terrible weather..." he complained softly.
Of course, such storms were not uncommon in this vast ocean, and Ichiji was not worried.
However, encountering such harsh weather was inevitably annoying.
Today was already the third night since they left the Firland Kingdom and set off to return to North Blue. They were expected to reach the Red Line tomorrow.
"Lord Ichiji, in that case, our return route will probably be somewhat affected and shifted by the storm, won't it?"
Winnie, the elder of the twin maids, approached the man with graceful steps, asking softly.
Her golden hair fell gently down her back, and on her exquisite, beautiful face were a pair of gracefully curved willow eyebrows, beneath which were gem-like, beautiful eyes.
Her sparkling, captivating eyes blinked lightly, openly displaying her admiration for the prince.
"Perhaps, but it won't have a big impact!"
Ichiji smiled softly.
"My dear Delia, what are you doing hiding by the door?"
Ichiji suddenly turned his head, his eyes, devoid of any anger, held a smile.
Winnie and Delia, the twin sisters, were carefully selected from around the world by him a few years ago during his expeditions.
Their temperament might not surpass his older sister, Vinsmoke Reiju, but in terms of pure beauty, they were certainly not inferior, not to mention being identical twins.
When he brought these lovely sisters back, even his sister Reiju had to praise her not-so-sweet younger brother, saying that despite being very perverted, his taste was indeed excellent.
Early morning.
The sky was a clear, brilliant blue, with not a cloud in sight.
The storm had come fiercely and left just as quickly, lasting an entire night, and now it had vanished without a trace.
"Caw, caw..."
A flock of seagulls circled high in the sky, sometimes swooping down, sometimes soaring, crying out joyfully.
The bright sunlight shone down on the War Houses.
Making the somewhat oppressive atmosphere seem to clear, becoming relaxed and invigorated.
"Hah!!"
"Kill!!!"
"Haven't you eaten? Be serious!"
One by one, Germa soldiers had already begun their morning training, exercising on the training ground below, their shouts resounding, full of vigor and vitality.
It wasn't a morning exercise routine, but rather one-on-one combat.
Aside from not using real swords and guns, it was a brutal exchange of blows, with no mercy shown.
Even if someone was injured, they would quickly be carried away by medical personnel waiting nearby.
This brutal training was why Germa's army was stronger than most kingdom's armies, and not just because of their technological prowess.
In that somewhat luxurious room, a refreshed Ichiji stood up and walked to the scenic window, looking out at the calm, blue sky dotted with white clouds.
"Lord Ichiji, this is today's newspaper..."
As he stepped out of the castle, a squad leader quickly approached, handing Ichiji a newspaper that had just been ordered from a news bird.
Ichiji knew the importance of information more than anyone.
Every day, he would dedicate some time to reading the news, not only to keep an eye on the developments in the Grand Line but also on noteworthy events around the world.
"Portgas D. Ace..."
He casually flipped through two pages of the newspaper, and a bounty poster slipped out, making Ichiji's eyes narrow.
"Your Highness, this is the latest rookie pirate to emerge. He seems to be the captain of the 'Spade Pirates,' and his rise has been quite rapid..."
"A rookie with the power of the Logia-type Flame-Flame Fruit, he's truly a lucky fellow!"
He wasn't jealous, but rather felt a bit emotional, as the power of Logia-type Devil Fruits was well-known.
For a mere rookie pirate to possess the power of the Flame-Flame Fruit was, admittedly, good fortune.
"Luck is also a form of strength!"
Ichiji said indifferently: "Just like when the Roger Pirates, led by the Pirate King Gol D. Roger, were completely surrounded and driven to a desperate situation by the Flying Pirate Golden Lion Shiki and his Flying Pirate Crew during the 'Battle of Edd War,' but they miraculously escaped due to a storm. As a result, Shiki's once-dominant Flying Pirate Crew, which even the Marine Headquarters feared, was swallowed by the storm and almost completely wiped out!"
"Even a ridiculous ship's rudder accidentally pierced his head, and he dared not remove it easily for fear of losing his life."
"And the Roger Pirates, on the other hand, achieved a great victory, from then on soaring to conquer the Grand Line, and their captain, Gol D. Roger, became the universally acknowledged 'Pirate King'!"
Just like him, he was just an ordinary person among countless others, yet he mysteriously transmigrated.
Whether this was luck or destiny, only the future could tell.
"Extraordinary people will be extraordinary wherever they go. Even without Devil Fruit abilities, their achievements won't be too low."
Some powerful Devil Fruit abilities can greatly enhance the strength of their users, but truly strong individuals, regardless of whether they have Devil Fruit abilities, will not be weak.
He had always believed this.
"Of course, if it weren't for a Logia-type ability, his bounty wouldn't be this high, at least not to this extent after only a few days at sea."
Ichiji said calmly, glancing at "Fire Fist" Ace's bounty poster.