"Nami, how are you feeling?"
The girls asked curiously.
"I've never felt so good!" Nami stretched her arms and said excitedly, "My body feels brand new. All the injuries I had before have healed. There's not a single flaw!"
The original flesh and blood body had been transformed into a spirit-like body, similar to a Heroic Spirit, and repairing hidden injuries or scars was only a trivial function of it.
"And after transforming into what Caelan calls a Heroic Spirit, I feel like I will always remain as I am now, never growing old again!"
Nami spoke happily as she felt the vitality within her body.
No woman likes to see herself getting old, especially the more beautiful she is.
She had once thought about refusing.
But now it seemed...
The girls looked at Nami with sparkling eyes, full of envy.
They might not care much about immortality, but eternal youth was simply too wonderful.
This world seemed to have a certain malice towards women. No matter how beautiful they were, once they grew old, they would inevitably lose their charm.
But if one became a Heroic Spirit, they would never have to worry about aging or losing their beauty. To stay beautiful forever was a dream come true.
"Don't worry. Caelan said that everyone will get their turn!"
Nami showed a pleased expression as she comforted the girls.
"Hmm." Gion thought for a while, then said worriedly, "Actually, I'm a little concerned that Caelan's body might not be able to handle it. The energy consumed for so many of us must be astronomical."
Just now, Caelan had helped Nami transform into a Heroic Spirit, and now he was helping Robin. The energy consumed was visible to the naked eye.
With more than a dozen of them, wouldn't they completely drain him dry?
"Don't worry about that." Nami paused, then said in amazement, "When Caelan helped me transform just now, I felt the magic power in his body. It was as vast as the ocean and constantly regenerating. It seemed infinite!"
"Magic?"
Vivi asked doubtfully.
She had never heard of this new term before.
"That's the power that transforms us. After the transformation is complete, we will also have this energy within our bodies, and it has many uses."
Nami explained patiently.
This knowledge had entered her mind along with her evolution.
"Magic power, the force he uses to transform us, is actually infinite?"
Everyone looked at Caelan in amazement, and at the same time, they felt completely relieved.
It seemed that transforming them didn't come at some terrible price, like sacrificing his own life.
This way, they could look forward to becoming Heroic Spirits without worry.
"However, if his energy is truly endless, then he is practically a godlike existence!"
Nami sighed, unable to hide her amazement at Caelan.
Only by sensing the energy within him firsthand could one understand how powerful he really was.
To call him human felt like an understatement. Perhaps only the word "god" could match him.
The girls saw Nami's astonished expression and grew even more curious. They decided to wait until their own transformation to experience it for themselves.
"By the way, Nami, did you feel anything special when you were transformed?"
Vivi asked curiously, wanting to prepare herself mentally.
"Special feeling?" Nami thought for a moment, then said meaningfully, "It's very comfortable, extremely comfortable!"
"Is it really that comfortable!?"
The women exchanged doubtful looks, though their anticipation for Caelan's transformation grew.
What kind of comfort must it be for Nami to say it like that?
"Just look at Robin and you'll know. She's enjoying it too."
Nami pointed toward Robin, who was on the altar, and smiled.
At this moment, Robin's expression was full of uncontrollable joy, her face charming and radiant.
Nami wasn't malicious. She simply wanted her good sister to experience the same embarrassment she had.
While the girls were talking, Robin completed her transformation and came down from the altar.
"Robin, did you feel comfortable just now?"
Nami looked at Robin mischievously, hoping to see her shy reaction.
"Haha, it was quite comfortable."
Robin brushed her hair back behind her ear and spoke frankly.
"Uh..."
Nami was stunned.
Why was it different from what she expected?
She had felt the same, but was so embarrassed she didn't want to admit it. Yet Robin was so calm?
In truth, Robin was a little embarrassed, but she hid it well.
Out of curiosity, the other women went up to the altar one by one, and Caelan transformed them into Heroic Spirits.
After each transformation, they looked at one another in silence.
That feeling was so special, so wonderful.
It was so beautiful it couldn't be described in words.
The girls turned their eyes toward Nami, glaring daggers at her.
"Alright, alright, everyone's forever young now. Be happy!"
Nami smiled awkwardly, trying to smooth things over, but inside, she felt satisfied.
As long as everyone had been just as embarrassed, she no longer felt alone in her shame.
Once they thought about it again, the women's expressions softened, and they quickly forgot their earlier embarrassment.
"It seems I am not only the most beautiful woman of this era, but I will also be the most beautiful woman forever."
Hancock traced her flawless profile with her hand, speaking in intoxicated delight.
In truth, her excitement wasn't only about eternal youth. The mark of the Celestial Dragon's hoof on her back had disappeared during her transformation.
Of course, there was no need to mention this to the others. She would thank Caelan alone later.
Originally, Caelan's plan had been to use the Heal Heal Fruit's powers to remove the flesh bearing the mark and regrow new flesh. But after obtaining the Saintess of the Winter template, he abandoned that idea. Since there was a better way, there was no need to put his companions through suffering.
"From today on, I will always be eighteen years old!"
Uta said happily.
Though she was still young, at the peak of her beauty, it was still wonderful to know she could stay that way forever.
The other girls were equally happy, reveling in the joy of eternal youth.
"The body of a Heroic Spirit isn't only about keeping you young forever. It also has other advantages."
Seeing them so focused on their appearance, Caelan spoke up helplessly.
"Oh? Like what?"
The girls turned their attention back to him, their expressions serious.
"Having the body of a Heroic Spirit means your strength is solidified. You can grow stronger, but you will never regress. Moreover, even if you die one day, I can bring you back again."
Caelan revealed the true power of the Heroic Spirit's body.
Strength would only increase, never decline. Over time, one could reach the very limits of their potential and then maintain that peak forever.
If injured, Caelan could simply use magic to restore their bodies.
Even death wasn't final, since they could be revived through the mark left in Valhalla.
"Is it really that powerful?"
The girls' eyes lit up, and they exclaimed in surprise.
Just hearing it, they understood how terrifying this ability was.
It was common knowledge that people grew weaker with age.
At fifty, Whitebeard still held the title of Strongest Man in the World, but at seventy-two, his power was already showing signs of decline. At one hundred, even children could surpass him, and he'd already be buried underground.
But those transformed into Heroic Spirits not only gained immortality, they could maintain their peak strength forever.
Even more terrifying, even if they were killed, Caelan could resurrect them.
In other words, their safety was guaranteed, and there would be no tragedies of them being ambushed and killed by enemies.
To what extent did this man intend to pamper them?
For a moment, the girls looked at Caelan with eyes that were almost tearful.
"Ahem, having mentioned so many advantages of the Heroic Spirit body, I must also tell you about one disadvantage."
Caelan coughed twice, drawing the girls' attention.
"Disadvantage?"
The women were stunned.
Could such a perfect Heroic Spirit body really have a flaw?
They couldn't feel it at all.
(To be continued.)
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