Sorbet Kingdom
Sorbet Kingdom, northeast sea area.
east blue emperor.
Seven was assigning tasks to the crew.
"Mihawk, you and Mr. Issho stay on the ship. A small Sorbet Kingdom isn't worth three Great Swordsmen setting out."
If the three main forces of the Morning Star Pirates were to push forward, they could even make a trip to Marineford. A dilapidated kingdom in the South Blue was indeed not worth such a massive mobilization.
In fact, if he set aside his moral bottom line, Seven alone could slaughter his way through the entire kingdom.
Mihawk nodded slightly. He never liked trouble. If he had this much free time, he might as well research 108 ways to drink iced black tea.
"Captain, please be careful." Little Robin followed her mother, waving her hand.
Fujitora showed a smile: "May you get what you wish for. To be honest, I can't wait to meet Mr. Kuma."
Since learning about Kuma's behavior in God Valley and the countryside church, which could be called the Legendary Lover King, Fujitora felt a sense of admiration for Kuma, wishing he could talk with him all night long and share a deep bond.
Now, the Captain was finally going to take action.
Fujitora naturally had nothing to worry about. Even a stubborn person like himself was attracted by the Captain's personal charm; Mr. Kuma certainly would be too.
"Mm, keep in touch."
As the words fell, Seven's figure transformed into thunder, streaking across the sky at extreme speed, flying toward the kingdom's capital.
Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, suitable for physical purification... Kingdom Capital, Royal Palace.
The current King Bekori wore a golden crown and lay lazily on the throne. Below him were flirtatious palace maids and commoner women who had been coerced.
As the king of the Sorbet Kingdom, a member nation of the World Government, Bekori was not qualified to go to the Holy Land Mary Geoise to attend the World Council.
This made one feel very melancholy.
There are more than 170 member nations in the World Government, but only 50 representative nations are allowed to participate in the World Council.
Who told the Sorbet Kingdom to be poor? If it were a large country like Alabasta... Thinking of Alabasta, Bekori was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Because of extreme jealousy, his facial features began to twist.
"King Cobra's ancestors were truly foolish to the extreme. They could have become Celestial Dragons, lived in the Holy Land Mary Geoise, and enjoyed supreme power, yet they chose to return to Alabasta..."
"Why am I not a Celestial Dragon!"
Power is something that, once touched, can never be let go. Those who have enjoyed it cannot quit the pleasure of controlling everything; they only crave power more.
Craving to obtain even greater power.
Bekori understood that being the king of a country was his limit, and there was no more room for advancement.
Even if he was truly unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
Until he accidentally learned that he could obtain the qualification to participate in the World Council by bribing Celestial Dragons, Bekori went completely mad.
Mimicking the actions of other kings, Bekori split the Sorbet Kingdom in two, preparing to send the saved tenryuubito tribute to the noble Lord Saint Elaine.
Just to be able to participate in the World Council once.
Just once, just once.
As it turned out, success was beckoning to him. After splitting the kingdom in two, it would only take ten years to save up enough tenryuubito tribute.
As for how many citizens would become slaves within ten years, how many families would be ruined, and how many children would starve to death, who cared?
Boom~ Thunder and lightning.
Bekori was startled and waved his hand irritably.
"Get out, everyone get out."
Looking at the direction the palace maids left, the killing intent in Bekori's eyes almost solidified.
"Bury them all."
"Seeing this King startled, they have already found their path to death."
However, the guards who usually stood around the throne at all times were now silent.
Boom~ Boom~ Boom~
Above the capital, a violent thunderstorm forcibly tore through the night sky, purple lightning dancing like dragons and snakes.
A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the throne, making Bekori's face turn pale. He shrunk back on the throne, not daring to move.
What virtue or ability does this King have to have an emperor of the sea with a 3 billion bounty visit in person?
"Don't... kill... me."
Seven's tone was playful: "Ah♦ha♦"
"Can you tell me why you want to split the kingdom in two?"
Bekori shook his head frantically, tears and snot mixing together: "I won't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore."
Squelch~
The Plasma Sword, which hadn't appeared for a long time, flashed like a shadow, neatly severing one of Bekori's arms and even thoughtfully cauterizing the wound to stop the bleeding.
Seven looked down from above at King Bekori, who was slumped in a heap on the throne.
"You don't seem to have understood my words."
While his whole body trembled, Bekori finally realized what the other party was asking: "I wanted to bribe the Celestial Dragons to get... the qualification to participate in the World Council."
After a long time, Seven said faintly.
"You are stupid in a somewhat cute way. Is the qualification for the World Council something that can be obtained through bribery?"
"Remember this in your next life: the weak have no right to choose. Only after a country becomes strong will the World Government consider inviting you to participate in the World Council."
"Dumbass."
Crackle~
Thunder as thick as a python was thrown by Seven at Bekori, blowing both the man and the throne into powder.
The foolish king refreshed Seven's perception of IQ in the pirate world: How could a person be so stupid? Even thinking of bribing Celestial Dragons.
Celestial Dragons take whatever they see.
Under the amplification of electric waves, his Observation Haki covered the entire capital. Seven could summon thunder at any time to precisely strike any position he wanted to hit.
After forcefully suppressing the kingdom's army, Seven held up two fingers.
"First, invite the previous King Bulldog to the palace—and pay attention to the word 'invite.' Second, bring all the noble officials in the capital here."
"If anyone resists, I will act."
"Do you... understand?"
A group of members of the Royal Guard nodded frantically and then quickly went to execute the orders.
At first, some nobles did resist, but when several resisting nobles were turned into charred corpses by thunder falling from the sky and the news spread, no one dared to speak up again.
In the original timeline, Eneru used this exact method: monitoring the entire Sky Island with Mantra; anyone who spoke ill of him would be struck by lightning.
The majesty of the Thunder God crossed time and space and descended upon the capital.
One by one, the noble officials came to the palace as obediently as gentle sheep.
The whole process took less than an hour.
Only the guard team that went to invite the previous King Bulldog took some time. In the end, they knelt down wailing in distress before they could carry Bulldog to the palace.
In the face of strength that could be called a dimensional strike, there were no accidents in the transfer of royal power.
To be able to become a king, Bulldog was naturally no mediocre talent; he understood even more how to seize the opportunity to borrow momentum.
Taking advantage of Seven's forceful military suppression, Bulldog purged his former political enemies and quickly promoted his own people, firmly grasping military power.
"Mr. Seven, I'm still a bit uneasy."
Bulldog showed a worried expression: "What if the nobles stage a coup after you leave?"
Seven glanced sideways: "Old man, if it weren't for Kuma, you would have already found your path to death."
"Then replace all the nobles with your own people."