Chapter 212 IF Route Shanks: The Woman Who Kidnapped a Yonko
Violet has turned into a child!
After contacting R'lyeh and confirming that Violet hadn't teleported back, and that the people in R'lyeh couldn't reach Violet either, Shanks and Beckman were certain that the black-haired girl Shanks was holding was Violet.
Shanks rubbed his hair in annoyance as he watched Vale, who was sitting in a chair that was a little too tall for her, swinging her legs and eating the milk shaved ice that Lu had specially prepared for her.
Ever since Violet defeated Im, breaking the immortality that the Five Elders and the Knights of God were most proud of, she has inevitably become the focus of the world's attention no matter how low-key she tries to be.
If people find out that Violet has suddenly turned into a child, the old forces that haven't been completely eliminated might try to assassinate her.
Shanks glanced at Violet discreetly.
Upon sensing his gaze, Valerie lifted her head from the shaved ice, her beautiful brows furrowing as if she were pondering something. After a moment, she reluctantly handed the shaved ice to Shanks.
"Do you...do you want to eat?"
...And now Violet's condition is not quite normal. It seems like she doesn't recognize them at all... Does she not even have memories of that period after this age?
Beckman had just opened his mouth in worry, about to sigh, when Shanks pointed at himself in front of Violet's gaze. After receiving a nod of confirmation from Violet, Shanks walked up to Shanks like a fool, scooped out at least three-quarters of the shaved ice with a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Vale stared wide-eyed at the disappearing shaved ice, and Shanks, with his bulging cheeks, suddenly widened his eyes.
She didn't know who she was, and even the name "Vill" was given to her by Shanks and the others. She didn't know where she should go either, but she vaguely felt a sense of familiarity with the uncle in front of her, which is why she was willing to share a bite of her delicious shaved ice with him.
But it was just one bite, just one bite!
With reddened eyes, in a fit of extreme anger, Violet instinctively took out her Fire Wand from her backpack and smashed it down hard on the red-haired head in front of her!
"Wow! Why did you suddenly hit me, Violet?!"
"Ouch—that hurts! How can you jump so high with such short legs?"
"Oh no! Violet, I'm so sorry! Fire! Fire! Fire! The ship is on fire!"
Beckman watched the two bickering figures, and the veins on his forehead throbbed twice more.
To protect the Red-Haired Pirates' property, the dignified vice-captain stepped in to subdue Violet and Shanks, throwing them out of the room, one in each hand.
Shanks skillfully rolled to the ground and landed lightly, not forgetting to catch Violet, who was also thrown in an arc.
"Since you two are so free, why don't you go find a way to restore it to its original state?"
Shanks and Violet in his arms looked at each other in bewilderment.
Vera huffed, "Beckman is a terrible guy!"
The members of the Red Crew, completely captivated by the miniature version of Violet, enthusiastically introduced themselves from the very beginning. Violet thus learned about herself and their names, as well as the fact that she was on a pirate ship.
“Haha, that’s right, Beckman is a big bad guy!” Shanks nodded in agreement. “But I’m not a bad guy.”
"To make amends... um, how about I take you to the kitchen to steal some dessert? Lu just made them, piping hot little cakes?"
Despite her small stature, Violet had a strong will and wanted to refuse, but remembering the deliciousness of the milk shaved ice, she couldn't help but nod.
"Alright, our destination is the road's kitchen, let's go!"
"Hey! Shanks, what are you doing? The cake's just come out of the oven and it's still piping hot!" Getting burned by the thick-skinned captain is one thing, but what if Violet gets burned?
Amid the chef's furious attack, wielding a spatula, Shanks shoved two small cakes into Val's mouth, holding her in one arm while simultaneously grabbing the remaining milk shaved ice from the refrigerator with the other.
"Shanks, Vale just ate a bowl; that was saved for her to eat tonight!"
Amidst Lu's angry shouts, Shanks, who was also handing the shaved ice to Val, shielded her head with one hand, braced his palm against the windowsill, and broke through the window amidst a hail of pots, pans, chopsticks, and forks!
"...So that's why you're on our ship, yoi?"
Marco stared speechlessly at the Emperor of the Sea before him. What was this? The ostracized red-haired captain had come to their ship for refuge?
"What a heartbreaking look. I thought you would welcome Violet and me."
"Stop!" Marco gestured to stop him. "You're the only one who's unwelcome."
They really welcome Vil, okay?
As Marco spoke, he looked back at his father's position and saw that Violet, who had just been standing in front of his father and talking to him, had somehow been placed on his father's shoulders and was now sitting there.
The petite girl, dressed in a pretty dress, looked like an expensive, exquisite doll. She was captivated by her brothers' conversation, her dark, bright eyes fixed intently on them.
"Tsk!" Marco glared at Shanks with obvious displeasure. "You got off easy, kid!"
"Marco, here's your wine." Sachi, dressed in a snow-white chef's outfit, handed Marco the roasted meat and wine, glanced indifferently at Shanks, and turned to leave.
"Hey, aren't there any for me?"
Marco glanced at Shanks, who looked surprised. Didn't this guy realize that ever since he confirmed his relationship with Violet and bragged about it to his father, he had become a despicable figure in the eyes of the Whitebeard Pirates, second only to a traitor?
"Shanks, do you still remember when your brothers and even your father challenged you to a duel..."
"Of course, haha, although I don't know why you all specifically asked me to fight, but thinking about it, it's really exciting. Fighting all the way to Whitebeard and then fighting him for a whole day and night, even I couldn't handle it."
"Fortunately, there was Violet; her cooking was a great help."
Marco: "..."
Is this guy genuinely stupid or just pretending?
Marco didn't want to listen to Shanks's smug boasting anymore. He put the barbecue and wine aside, crossed his arms, and looked up at Violet, who was sitting on his father's shoulders, whispering in his father's ear, making his father, Kurara, laugh.
"Isn't the Year Fruit on R'lyeh?"
"It seems you also have no clue what happened to Violet." Shanks rejected Marco's suggestion. "I have a feeling that the Devil Fruit ability won't work on Violet right now."
Violet's condition is not simply a matter of her physical age shrinking. She has no memory of what happened on this sea, and she doesn't even have any impression of R'lyeh. However, she has an instinctive sense of closeness to people she is close to, and she can even instinctively use her magical abilities.
This is why the Red and White Teams weren't so anxious when they saw Violet suddenly shrink. Even on her own, Violet was capable of protecting herself, not to mention she had a Sea Emperor protecting her.
"Shanks, Shanks!"
Sitting on Whitebeard's shoulders, Vale put her hands on either side of her mouth and called out Shanks' name.
Seeing Shanks immediately get up and run towards Violet, Newgate's expression, which had been sour, softened slightly.
In Newgate’s opinion, there are very few men at sea who are suitable to be lovers, and none of them are worthy of Violet!
Shanks, the number one scoundrel on the sea, seduced the naive Violet by relying on his good looks.
To Newgate, it's a huge injustice to Violet that one of them is stationed in R'lyeh while the other is adrift around the world on a ship.
Violet should cast a wide net, and when she remembers, she'll favor him; when she doesn't, she'll simply leave Shanks aside.
As for whether Shanks will object...
"If he's not happy about it, let him come find me!"
When Newgate heard from Vista, who had just returned from a trip, that Vale and Shanks were together, he couldn't stand Shanks no matter what. So Newgate waved his hand and said that he would fully support Vale in being a "scumbag" at sea.
The brothers on the ship also wholeheartedly agreed.
If Shanks isn't satisfied, he can just go after the Whitebeard Pirates!
It's safe to say that Violet was lucky she didn't accept Newgate's invitation to join the Whitebeard Pirates. Otherwise, given their doting attitude of blindly approving of everything she did, coupled with her boundless energy and exceptional mobility, the seas would have been in turmoil for at least the next thirty or forty years.
Newgate gave Shanks a critical look. Shanks' immediate response to Val's call earned him a small point, finally raising his impression score from -100 to -99, which was quite commendable.
Violet looked up at the bright, sharp golden eyes to her side: "Mr. Newgate..."
Newgate grimaced in annoyance, but still reached out to put Vera down.
Violet's little leather shoes made a crisp clattering sound on the deck. She walked up to Shanks, looked up at him, and gently tugged at the hem of his shirt twice.
Shanks was puzzled, but he still squatted down so that Violet could look him in the eye.
“Shanks, Mr. Newgate says you’re the big bastard who kidnapped me.”
Shanks glanced up at Newgate, who was secretly talking behind his back. Newgate instinctively looked away, but then he realized he was right and glared back defiantly.
"Well, it seems others have a deep misunderstanding about me." Shanks lowered his head, looking pitiful. "And Violet, what do you think of me?"
“I don’t know…” Violet blinked, looking at the blazing fire in front of her, “but I feel that I like you.”
Violet suddenly smiled and nodded affirmatively.
“Being close to him makes me happy, and time flies when we’re together. I want to play with Shanks…” Violet said, then frowned. “But I don’t want to be kidnapped by Shanks. Mr. Newgate said I have an island with my islanders. They would be sad if I were kidnapped.”
Violet looked at Shanks with innocent, expectant eyes and suggested, "So, how about I kidnap Shanks?"
Shanks, struck by those black eyes, raised his hand to cover his face.
Oh no, this is terrible... Who taught Violet that? It's just too much!
"You've already kidnapped me, Violet." Shanks lowered his hand, looking at the little girl in front of him with a doting and helpless expression that seemed to say, "What am I going to do with you?"
"You're the little girl who kidnapped the Emperor of the Sea, that's amazing."
"Really, Shanks!" Vale happily opened her arms and rushed into Shanks's arms, giving him a big hug.
Violet looked up at Shanks and said, "Great! When I grow up, I'm going to kidnap you and make Shanks my wife!"
Shanks was laughing so hard his mouth almost touched his ears.
Marco rolled his eyes, Vista covered his eyes in pain, and Muir's hand went to his weapon.
Namuel: "I can't take it anymore!"
With a blank expression, Yizang reached out and blocked Namür's way.
“Izang?” Namuel looked at Izang in disbelief.
Izang actually stopped him! He actually stopped him?!
Although Izang was very unhappy, as one of the few calm people among his brothers, he still looked at the two people not far away and said, "They're still on the Moby Dick."
“Izang is right, Yoi, at least for Violet's sake…” At worst, we can spar with Shanks later.
"Shanks!" Vale looked up, stretched out her arms and cupped Shanks' face in her hands. Shanks immediately bent down even lower to look at Vale.
Valerie tiptoed, closed her eyes, and quickly kissed Shanks on the cheek, producing a crisp sound.
"Then I've marked Shanks, so you're not allowed to run away!"
Izang: "..."
Izang drew his flintlock pistol: "Actually, it's not a big deal to fight on the ship. I have confidence in the strength of the Moby Dick."
"Kulala, I'm going to be the first one here this time."
"Izang, no, Dad, why are you joining in the fun too, yoi..."
In the end, the Whitebeard Pirates gave Shanks a good beating for showing affection to Violet in front of them. However, the love and hate among pirates always come and go quickly. After fighting countless opponents, Whitebeard slammed the Murakumogiri heavily onto the deck, signaling a halt to the fighting and an invitation to a banquet to celebrate Violet's arrival!
Shanks, who didn't even get a name from her, wasn't upset. He happily put away Griffin and then went up to Val to ask her if his performance was cool.
"Hey." Izo pointed his loaded pistol at Shanks. "That's about right."
This guy, once he starts showing off, he just won't stop, will he?
Yizang glanced around at his brothers, who, because of their father's orders, hadn't been able to get involved but were now eager to go to the cabin to fetch the strongest liquor.
If Shanks doesn't want to get alcohol poisoning, he should learn to watch his mouth.
Despite saying that, when it came to drinking contests, Shanks, who was still hungover from the morning, did not back down at all. No matter who came over, he would lift up a jug that was taller than himself and drink it in big gulps.
Finally, even Namur, who disliked Shanks the most, swayed under the influence of alcohol and stretched out his arm, giving Shanks a thumbs up.
ox!
With a thud, Namuel fell face down, his toes twitched, and he fell fast asleep.
Shanks, feeling the gaze upon him, looked up at the imposing, blond emperor sitting on his throne not far away, and raised his cup in a distant gesture.
Standing next to Newgate, Marco looked at the empty barrels beside Shanks and remarked, "Dad, is Shanks really serious?"
Shanks is not as simple as he usually appears; there's no way he wouldn't sense the hostility from his brothers on the ship.
But whether it was fighting or drinking contests, he still chose to accept his brothers' challenges time and time again, which made his brothers, who initially disliked him for taking Violet away, eventually admire him immensely.
This was to prove that his feelings for Violet were serious. And given Shanks' personality, he didn't care what others thought of him.
However, because of the close relationship between Violet and the Whitebeard Pirates, Shanks is willing to work hard to gain their approval for Violet's sake.
Whitebeard chuckled: "Foolish son, otherwise do you think that evenly matched battle came about?"
Shanks is indeed very strong, but even if he has a Vale to cook for him and ensure his wounds heal quickly, and he has to challenge the entire Whitebeard Pirates' division commanders and face Whitebeard, who is at the peak of his physical strength and experience, Shanks will still have a hard time getting the better of him.
If Whitebeard hadn't been certain that Shanks's gaze towards Violet was serious, he wouldn't have let this kid off so easily.
Shanks, who was also feeling dizzy from drinking, suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked down and found that Violet, who was sitting next to him, had fallen asleep at some point. Her body, no longer supported, was leaning against his arm, and after rubbing against his black cloak, she slept even more soundly.
Sachi, sitting on the other side of Violet, silently ground his teeth.
Shanks reached out and pressed the back of his hand against Violet's cheek. The sea was still a bit cold at night, and even sitting by the campfire, Shanks still felt that the temperature under his palm was a little cool.
He opened his cloak and picked up Violet.
"She's asleep."
With a blank expression, he rested one hand on his knee and sipped his drink casually: "Kids don't have that much energy."
"Yes." Shanks, seemingly oblivious to the implied meaning in Izan's words, hugged Violet even tighter, so that Violet, enveloped by the cloak and Shanks, felt no sea breeze.
"Then we'll be going now."
Shanks led Vale back to their original boat. He looked up at the stars in the sky, squinting as he slowly waited for the alcohol in his system to metabolize.
Just after midnight, Shanks suddenly felt a weight in his arms.
Before he lowered his head, Shanks had a premonition of what he was about to see. When he saw Violet, who had returned to her original age and was nestled in his arms, Shanks breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmm... Shanks?"
Violet shifted her body to make herself more comfortable, poked her head out from under her cloak, and looked at Shanks with a reminiscing expression.
Violet: "...Uh."
Shanks raised his hand and draped it over Val's waist through his cloak: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Vera obediently shook her head: "Probably, probably there's something wrong with the adoption system, haha..."
Shanks looked at Vale with an embarrassed expression: "It seems you've remembered what happened today."
Violet: "..."
Shanks' voice was hoarse from drinking. In the dim light, Vale couldn't see his expression clearly, but could vaguely make out the outline of Shanks' eyebrows and eyes by the moonlight.
Valerie reached out and placed her fingers on Shanks' brow bone, tracing his eyes and cheeks inch by inch, sketching Shanks' image in her mind.
Shanks, tickled by Val's teasing, couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"I remember now."
"Um?"
"I remember what happened today."
Shanks tapped his fingers twice on Val's waist: "What?"
"When I grow up, I'm going to kidnap Shanks."
Shanks, who had been joking, suddenly caught his breath. He felt as if someone had gripped his heart tightly, and his eyes were fixed intently on Val's next move.
Vera lowered her head.
This was a war without gunfire. Valerie, who took the initiative to attack, gained the upper hand and defeated Shanks, who was not yet in a good state. But soon, Shanks' fighting instincts allowed him to quickly regain his composure and fight back. The two equally passionate and unwilling-to-give-up individuals then engaged in a fierce battle, neither giving an inch.
In the end, it was Violet who took the lead and called it quits.
Shanks swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down: "You've already kidnapped me."
"That's what I think too..."
Violet smiled and wrapped her arms around Shanks' waist, resting her chin on his chest and looking up at him.
"Shanks' wife."
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