Chapter 225 Uta
Tesoro felt restless.
Though the man sitting before him wore a very gentle smile and had a rather amiable attitude.
But this man was one of the most famous pirates in the New World today.
Apart from the three monster pirates called Emperors, his reputation was the greatest.
His bounty had already exceeded two billion. The officers of the pirate crew he commanded were all extraordinarily powerful, and people at sea called them the Iron Wall Pirates.
Everyone said that if the New World were to have a fourth Emperor, it would definitely be him.
This former apprentice on the Pirate King's ship was now a powerhouse countless people had to look up to!
So Tesoro felt tremendous pressure.
The man's sword lay nearby. Tesoro truly feared this guy would suddenly draw his blade and slash at him without warning.
Though he was confident in his own strength, Tesoro didn't believe he possessed the power to contend with this man.
This man's strength was already very close to the Emperors'. If he had to make a comparison, probably around Brett's level from last year—how could he possibly win against that!
"So, Red-Haired, what exactly brings you to deliberately seek me out?" Tesoro felt uneasy inside, but his mouth refused to show any weakness.
Joke—making him display cowardice before others would be worse than killing him outright.
Besides, he'd already had someone notify Brett. That guy should be rushing over at full speed right now.
Fish-Man Island was close to Dressrosa. At that guy's speed, he could arrive in a few hours at most.
Just stall for time temporarily.
That's what Tesoro thought.
"Hahaha!" Red-Haired laughed heartily, slapping the sofa armrest. "Don't worry, don't worry, Tesoro. I'm not here to cause trouble."
"In fact," the man paused, then said seriously, "I came this time because there's something I want to ask for your help with."
Ask?
Tesoro was inwardly surprised.
He didn't think there was anything about himself that could help this guy.
Ultimately, Red-Haired was a pirate while he was a merchant. Could there really be any intersection between them?
"Uta—this name shouldn't be unfamiliar to you now, should it, Tesoro?" Red-Haired said.
Tesoro's pupils involuntarily contracted.
So that girl was actually connected to Red-Haired?
Or rather, was this man actually a pervert who'd taken a fancy to that young songstress?
If that was the case, he absolutely couldn't let him succeed!
That girl was a singer who could even surpass himself—how could he let such a treasure suffer this bastard's ravages?
Then just stall for time until that Brett guy arrived.
Tesoro pondered internally.
Then, the next moment, Red-Haired spoke.
"She's my daughter."
"Eh?"
Brett soared through the sky.
He'd already transformed into dragon-human form, his entire body radiating brilliant lightning, treading on clouds that continuously condensed beneath his feet as he shot forward at high speed, streaking across the sky like a meteor.
After receiving Tesoro's call for help, he'd departed immediately.
But he didn't quite understand—why would Red-Haired trouble Tesoro?
Was there some conflict of interest between them?
The Red-Haired Pirates had always kept to themselves at sea. Though they possessed some territory, they merely provided protection to those islands and didn't interfere otherwise.
How could Tesoro have provoked them?
Surely he wasn't dispatched by the government to cause trouble.
Though Red-Haired did indeed have some unclear relationship with the World Government, Brett didn't believe this man would completely obey government orders.
Forget it. Thinking more now was meaningless.
If Red-Haired truly came with ill intent, hopefully Tesoro could stall for some time.
Brett advanced at full speed.
He arrived even faster than Tesoro imagined. The flame clouds let him run across the open sky as if on solid ground.
This wasn't Moonwalk anymore, but truly running forward at full speed.
Before long, he'd already reached the sky above Dressrosa.
Then he deactivated his ability and shot downward.
If he could avoid exposing his ability, it was better not to.
His target was the tower where Tesoro was located.
However, while descending, Brett's expression changed.
"This is—"
At that moment, inside a certain floor of the tower, this was a spacious hall.
Tesoro was chatting and laughing with a certain man, or rather, many men.
This spacious, tidy hall was now crowded with a group of disorderly pirates.
"Hmm?" The red-haired man suddenly looked up. "This is?"
"How absurd." The man with a cigarette in his mouth, whose expression had been somewhat languid, became serious. "Captain, looks like a genuine monster is coming!"
"Oh? He's already here?" Tesoro also happily looked up. "Then we can already notify the chef to serve the food!"
"So—" Brett flew in through the hall's window. He landed on the ground, surveyed everyone in the room, particularly looked at the red-haired man, then asked Tesoro, "What's the situation now?"
He hadn't expected to travel all this way only to see this scene.
Tesoro was actually chatting happily with the Red-Haired Pirates?
"Hahahaha! A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!" Tesoro laughed heartily. " Shanks came to ask for my help."
"Help?" Brett raised an eyebrow.
His thoughts now synchronized with Tesoro's from moments ago.
Was there anything about Tesoro that Red-Haired needed help with?
"Who could have imagined?" Tesoro said with a smile. "That young songstress, little Uta, is actually Shanks' daughter."
"..." Brett froze for a moment.
Red-Haired's daughter?
Memories from his past life suddenly resurfaced.
There really was such a character.
Not from the main manga, but appearing in a side story film like Zephyr.
However, because this film hadn't even premiered when he transmigrated, Brett only vaguely knew such a character existed.
"Though it's somewhat difficult to say, right now I can only ask Tesoro to help me look after that child." Shanks said.
So he'd deliberately come to warn Tesoro, letting him know that child wasn't without backing.
But even so, he had no intention of bringing that child back to his side. This suggested there was some difficult past between him and Uta.
Brett pondered.
"Then just leave this matter to Tesoro." Brett casually pulled over a chair and sat down. After rushing here from afar, he was at least somewhat tired.
"This guy said that child would become a world-class superstar and wanted to spare no effort training her."
"Tesoro said the same thing." Shanks smiled. "In any case, I'll have to trouble you both."
"Leave it to me!" Tesoro thumped his chest.
These words were spoken with genuine sincerity.
As Brett said, he truly intended to train Uta into a world-famous superstar.
This wasn't a bad thing for him either.
Moreover, he'd already prepared to train Uta. Now knowing that girl was Red-Haired's daughter meant he could even establish friendship with the Red-Haired Pirates. Wasn't this a wonderful thing?
"Hahahaha! Anyway, let's have a feast first!" Tesoro laughed heartily.
Shouldn't this be cause for celebration?
"Of course!" Shanks also smiled. He looked at Brett. "Perfect timing. We can also chat, Brett. I heard from Tesoro—"
"You're Rayleigh's disciple?"
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