Chapter 52: The islanders, each displaying their unique abilities...
Lucci and Kaku stared silently at the strange purple-green jelly trembling in Namuel's hand.
Lucci struggled to lift his head: "You..."
But even with such a simple movement, his head, already throbbing with headache, suddenly went black, and he began to gag painfully.
Namuel's expression was serious: "This looks very serious!"
He grabbed Lucci's chin, forcibly pried open Lucci's mouth, and shoved the strange jelly inside.
Kaku, watching from the side, trembled with fear.
Lucci: "Cough, what did you give me to eat... cough cough!"
Lucci bent down, trying to spit out the strange thing.
“It’s useless.” Luo Yanfeng glanced at Lucci, who was wearing a white suit. He had no good impression of the World Government people. If he wasn’t worried that their low sanity would summon the Shadow Monsters, Luo thought it would be better to let them be dragged into the darkness by those terrifying ghost hands and disappear without a trace.
It's environmentally friendly and healthy; you don't even need to dispose of corpses anymore.
Lu Qi gagged a few times but nothing came out. He looked up with a pale face and found everyone staring at his reaction with curiosity.
Lucci: "..."
Because he hadn't had water in a long time, Lucci's voice was a little hoarse: "Wasn't this the dietary therapy you provided?"
Why are you still looking at him so curiously?
Marco and Namur looked at the dragon, who spread his hands without any guilt: "That's what they say, but you're the first one to eat it."
Namuel muttered under his breath, "Isn't this just a lab rat?"
Lucci: "..."
Marco, with the meticulousness of a doctor, carefully observed Lucci's reaction, then held up four fingers: "How many is this, yoi?"
Lucci frowned, his eyes fierce: "The Whitebeard Pirates, the World Government will not let you get away with this."
Marco: "Ah, it seems the effect is indeed quite good."
Chopper looked at Lucci curiously: "Why didn't he say 'four'? Is it because he can't count addition and subtraction within ten either?"
“Yes.” Luo showed no remorse for scaring the child. “So he was tied up and sold to someone else. Countless stupid children are sold.”
Chopper shrank back in fright: "Mr. Law, I can count up to ten, please don't sell me!"
Luo purred contentedly as Chopper's tender antlers snorted: "So you have to study hard tonight."
Chopper nodded vigorously: "Chopper will!"
Children only need to study hard, while adults have many more things to consider.
Marco looked at the remaining jelly salad in surprise: "It actually works? What's the principle behind its healing properties?"
This is no longer within the realm of medicine; it's more like witchcraft and apotheosis!
"I told you Vil would be fine, Marco, eat up!" Seeing Marco's troubled expression, Namuel felt a sense of revenge. It was a pity he didn't have a camera Den Den Mushi, otherwise he would have definitely taken a picture of Marco's current expression and let those brothers who had been forced to take drugs by Marco see that Marco had finally met his match.
Namur cackled as he placed the plate in front of Marco: "Here, I'll scoop you a spoonful."
Marco broke out in a cold sweat: "I still don't think it'll work..."
Ginny covered Bonnie's ears: "Hey, Bonnie, you can't do what he does! If you're not feeling well, you should see a doctor and take your medicine right away!"
Bonnie: "Pop—"
Law scoffed, "So the Whitebeard Pirates are just a bunch of shallow guys who judge things by their appearance alone."
Marco: "..."
Betting the reputation of the Whitebeard Pirates, what's a slightly strange-looking food therapy? Eat it!
Chopper: "Wow, he's on fire! He's turned into a bird?!"
Long Wuyu: "...It doesn't have to turn into a phoenix before eating, you're being a little too cautious."
Tsk, it seems the sleeping powder he asked Luo to prepare is no longer needed.
Long regretfully took away the powder hidden in his palm.
A beautiful blue bird, engulfed in blazing flames, took to the air. Its long tail feathers, glowing with golden light, swept across the coconut palm canopy. The regenerative flames, only slightly warmer than human body temperature, did not cause any pain and gently did not knock down a single leaf.
The large blue bird with eyeglass-like patterns lowered its head and swallowed the jelly salad that Namuel was holding in his hands in one gulp.
...To be honest, this scene is a bit bizarre.
The phoenix narrowed its eyes, revealing a rather human-like expression of deep thought. A few seconds later, the blue flames slowly died down.
Marco stroked the stubble on his chin: "Hopefully Dad isn't a picky eater."
The dietary therapy was very effective, or rather, so effective that it surprised even Marco.
The headaches and dizziness that had been bothering him for several days completely disappeared. Marco even felt that his mental state was amazing. The fatigue left over from decades of staying up late to study medicine and organize accounts was swept away.
If Violet wanted to become a doctor, she could become a world-renowned physician simply by relying on this "dietary therapy."
Feeling a sense of peace and comfort, Marco felt he would have a good night's sleep, like a baby.
but……
"What does this mean, yoi?" Marco scanned the creatures surrounding them in the thicket with his Observation Haki. They were bees.
Bees with Armament Haki?!
"Let's try diplomacy first, then force." Dragon stood up, hands in his pockets, blocking Law and the others' path. "Tell me, what are the Whitebeard Pirates trying to do by approaching this island?"
Marco stared at the blood-red tattoos on the dragon's face, and after a few breaths sighed, "As expected of you, dragon."
“We have no intention of creating conflict. The reason we are here is to make a deal with Vera.”
“She had met my brothers Sachi and Izo before and gave them a blood-replenishing ingredient,” Marco recalled. “She said she could make even more effective potions in the future. You know, it’s hard to avoid conflict between pirates, and we wanted to make a deal with her.”
Long glanced at Luo, who shook his head, indicating that he knew nothing about it.
Marco wouldn't tell a lie that would be so easily exposed, so it seems that Violet did indeed have contact with the Whitebeard Pirates more than once.
When he first saw Vel summon Namur on the ice, he thought it was because Vel and Namur were both fish-men. Now that he thinks about it, the connection between Vel and the Whitebeard Pirates is probably much deeper than he thought.
"Just to negotiate a deal, does it really require you, Marco, the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates' First Division, to personally come along?"
The Whitebeard Pirates are a large fleet without a clearly defined vice-captain, but Marco, the first division commander and a rare Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit user, has always been regarded by outsiders as the invisible vice-captain of the Whitebeard Pirates.
Such roles are usually guards and protects the captain, assisting the captain in managing the entire fleet, and rarely leave the captain to act independently for extended periods.
If it's just about business, then Namur, who has a good relationship with Vera, or rather, the eloquent 16th Division Captain Izo, would be enough.
Marco's personal visit indicates that they urgently need the medication and are even impatient to wait for the squad leader to negotiate a settlement before returning to the Moby Dick to report back to him—a normal procedure.
Dragon: "Someone in the Whitebeard Pirates is seriously injured?"
I haven't heard of any powerful pirate challenging Whitebeard recently.
Upon hearing Long's guess, which was almost certainly close to the truth, Marco's expression remained unchanged, but he became more vigilant in his mind.
...That guy is really perceptive.
If the squad leaders hadn't kept the fact that my father had hidden injuries so well, and if my father's reputation as the strongest person in the world hadn't been so resounding, Dragon would probably have really guessed it was my father.
Marco calmly replied, "No comment, yoi."
"By the way, when Izang and Sachi met with Vil last time, the child seemed to be just an ordinary human. Did you know that?"
Ordinary human beings?!
The dragon was alright; its pupils merely twitched slightly, but its expression and posture remained unchanged. However, Luo, who was clearly closer to and younger than Violet, was flustered and his breathing became erratic for a moment.
Although it was only for a brief moment, it was enough for the sharp-eyed captain of the First Division to catch it.
Marco smiled and said, "So you guys didn't know."
Luo crushed the pen made of thin bamboo in his hand; the sharp bamboo splinter pierced his palm and fused with his flesh.
He stared blankly at his palm as if he didn't feel any pain, and even thought about whether he should reveal that he had the Op-Op Fruit to the Whitebeard Pirates, so as not to cause trouble for Violet and R'lyeh.
Luo dug his fingernail into the wound, expressionlessly picked out the red-stained bamboo splinter, and threw it into the windproof stove.
Dragon: "...Marco, you still have a childlike heart."
Boasting about who knows Vie better than whom is something only children do.
Marco: "Just kidding, yoi. Now can you tell us where Violet is?"
“No comment, Mr. Marco,” Ginny, who had been silent until now, said with a smile. “The child is free; she can go wherever she wants.”
"The verbal agreement between Mr. Yizang and Mr. Sachi and the island owner also needs to be confirmed after the island owner returns before it can be carried out."
His words were so airtight that no one could refute them: "Before the island lord returns, for the safety of both sides, Mr. Marco, Mr. Namur, and these two..."
Ginny's gaze swept over Lucci and Kaku, who were now prisoners, her smile unchanged, as if she had never clashed with these accomplices, and that her cherished companions had never died at the hands of these organizations.
Be patient and wait for the right opportunity. If you decide to act, do it decisively.
This is the biggest lesson Ginny learned from her previous failure.
"Please stay in R'lyeh for now, and we will provide you with basic living support."
"And please refrain from moving around unnecessarily during this period to avoid encountering danger, or..."
"What conflicts or misunderstandings may arise?"
Namur looked at Ginny's gentle and perfect smiling face and couldn't help but shiver.
What a terrifying woman!
Namuri thought of Queen Otohime, who seemed to be just as cheerful and gentle, but when she got serious... she was absolutely terrifying!
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