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In the magnificent palace hall.
Vinsmoke Judge sat alone on the main throne at the top, with a majestic black eagle with spread wings as the backdrop behind him, adorned with the Germa 66 emblem!
On the right wall, a large photo hung prominently.
In the photo, Vinsmoke Judge stood majestically, holding a spear and a crown in his hands, arrogant and proud, with four kings, bruised and half-dead, lying at his feet.
This was the "Four Nations Massacre" incident, which once caused a sensation in North Blue, carried out by Vinsmoke Judge, the supreme commander of Germa 66!
"What's going on?"
The noise from outside made Vinsmoke Judge, who was waiting for his children to enter, frown and become displeased.
Always considering himself royalty and being the supreme commander of Germa 66, as a father, he had to maintain his "dignity," so it was impossible for him to personally greet that "rebellious" eldest son.
"Supreme Commander, it's... it's Lord Ichiji..."
A guard ran in, reporting cautiously: "He's 'educating' Lord Niji and Lord Yonji again..."
"That bastard!!"
The wine glass in his hand shattered.
Vinsmoke Judge was both annoyed and helpless.
Unlike Sanji, his third son, whom he had given up on, who was completely ordinary and showed no ambition, this eldest son, despite being detected as not having developed an "exoskeleton" like Reiju, Niji, and the others, and only possessing a superhuman physique, his efforts in training had always been observed by him. Therefore, he did not abandon him for being a "half-finished product."
Having such a hardworking and outstanding son, Vinsmoke Judge, as a father, was undoubtedly very proud.
But this boy had never called him "father" since he uttered his first word, which made him very helpless and gave him a headache.
...
"Bang!!"
"Thump!!"
On the noisy plaza, dust flew, and a hurricane swept through.
Loud sounds emanated from the three clashing figures, making the scene dazzling and somewhat impossible to discern clearly.
But with each exchange, the blue figure and the green figure were constantly sent flying.
"Lord Ichiji, please stop!"
"Lord Niji, Lord Yonji, don't mess around anymore..."
"Otherwise, Supreme Commander will be angry!"
"..."
One by one, Germa soldiers continuously pleaded, but clearly no one dared to easily join the fight between the three brothers.
Because with their negligible strength, it was impossible to stop it; even the captains of Germa 66's six combat teams couldn't.
"Hehe, that Ichiji is going to 'educate' these two unlovable younger brothers again..." Leaning her elbow on the railing, Reiju smiled lightly, her fair right hand cupping her cheek, showing no intention of intervening.
This kind of thing was already a common occurrence.
From childhood, the quadruplet brothers, Niji and Yonji, were basically of the same kind. Ichiji was a training maniac, and Sanji was a kind-hearted "good-for-nothing" with no ambition.
Ichiji, as a "half-finished product," being stronger than their "perfect works" naturally created resentment in the cold, cruel, and arrogant Niji and Yonji. If Ichiji weren't strong enough, he would have probably been suppressed by these two long ago.
From then on, the conflict between the three never ceased. However, Ichiji always won. Except for the very beginning when the gap between the three brothers was not that great, later on, he would basically effortlessly crush Niji and Yonji without taking a scratch.
As for these two, besides making them obedient with his fists, there was no hope of softening them with love.
"Lord Ichiji is too reckless. His Majesty the King will be angry later," the maid Isabel said helplessly.
As if somewhat afraid of this dignified and elegant beauty, Winnie and Delia, the two identical and hard-to-distinguish sisters, stood quietly behind her, not interjecting.
Their sparkling eyes gazed at the red figure continuously crushing the other two, filled with deep fascination and confidence, not at all worried that their master would be injured.
Glancing at the pretty sisters standing obediently behind her, Isabel, who had long experience, knew that these two young girls had already been "eaten" completely by that mischievous prince.
"It's fine. It's not like it's been just a day or two, and I haven't seen Father King do anything about it..." Reiju's eyes held a smile, not worried in the least.
Aside from Sanji, whose fate was unknown, among her three younger brothers, only Ichiji was somewhat human. The other two were sometimes like "vicious scumbags." With a comparison, there was always hurt, so it went without saying whose side her heart leaned towards.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two disheveled figures, one blue and one green, once again crashed to the ground.
Dust permeated the air!
"Crack..." Cracks appeared on the ground, spreading continuously.
"Damn it!!"
"That bastard, he's truly merciless!"
Niji and Yonji, both bruised and battered, glared furiously at the red figure opposite them.
Even without his combat suit, this guy was still as strong as a monster, and he hadn't even used much of his strength.
"I don't believe it. He can crush us without even using Haki..." Niji stood up, his gaze filled with anger and humiliation. He called out to Yonji, who was kneeling halfway to the ground on the other side: "Yonji!"
"Understood!"
Before his words fell, ignoring the fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, the two figures shot out like lightning.
Both clenched their fists, instantly covering them with black Haki, and charged to forcefully strike Ichiji: "Mixed-Color: Violent Thrust!!"
"Stop right there!!"
"Father King!?"
A furious roar echoed, making Niji and Yonji's movements freeze!
"Sizzle, sizzle..." A spear, crackling with electricity, swept out, directly sending the two, who offered no resistance, flying.
"Ah, you two idiots managed to escape a calamity."
Ichiji revealed an arrogant smile, lowering his raised right leg.
"You scoundrel, you're really a bastard. They're your brothers..."
Vinsmoke Judge glared at his unruly son, his face darkened. If he hadn't intervened in time, Niji and Yonji would have been bedridden for at least several days.
He hadn't been home for long and was already causing trouble. If only he wasn't no match for him, he would have really liked to teach this scoundrel son a lesson.
"Of course, after all, teaching my younger brothers how to respect their older brother is also the duty of an elder brother!"
"..."
Niji and Yonji, who had been sent flying by Judge and thus escaped a calamity, got up in a disheveled state. Hearing his words, their faces darkened, and they almost spat blood.