Chapter 339: Competition, Assassination, and Pregnancy

"Hey, Katakuri, what are you looking at?"

The Minister of Candy of the Ten Thousand Nations, the eldest son of the Four Emperors Big Mom Charlotte Linlin, the 35-year-old Charlotte Perospero, with a terrifyingly long tongue hanging from his collar, asked casually while drinking sweet tea.

This is a daily tea party for the Charlotte family.

Many ministers from all nations, the children of the Four Emperors, and invited guests came to attend the tea party.

Although the Big Mom Pirates are a pirate group formed by blood ties, not all members of the pirate group are Big Mom's children. There are also other pirates who were subdued by Big Mom and taken under her command.

However, the purpose of holding a tea party is not for the pirate members to get to know each other and exchange feelings.

It was purely out of the Four Emperors' personal preference - Charlotte Linlin's ideal was to establish a place where people of all races could eat at the same table. Charlotte Linlin's hobby was all kinds of delicious desserts. Nothing could make her happier than holding a grand and lively tea party.

As for how much manpower and financial resources would be consumed to hold such extravagant tea parties frequently, how many other islands would need to be destroyed, how many people from other countries would need to be exploited, how much wealth and materials from others would need to be plundered... this was not within the consideration of the Four Emperors Big Mom. The weak should be dominated and educated by the strong, which was a matter of course in Charlotte Linlin's eyes.

She was born strong.

"Mamamama..." The Four Emperors' mother, who was more than eight meters tall and had become increasingly fat in recent years and was now nearly fifty-four years old, was eating cream at the main table with a childlike smile on her face. She opened her arms and shouted to the packed tea party participants, "What a happy tea party!"

"It's a pity that Armand and the others are not here, otherwise they would definitely accompany mom for a few drinks." The 34-year-old eldest daughter, Fruit Minister Charlotte Comperte, who was accompanying her, complained with a smile, "Knowing that mom's tea party is coming soon, you still insist on going to Paradise to participate in some kendo competition..."

"Mama, you can't say that about your own sister!" The aunt laughed heartily, holding up a glass of sweet juice, shaking it and saying, "Morgance, that guy, spent so much effort on publicity, and even asked loan sharks and undertakers to help. Armand's participation can be regarded as a face-giving to that bird of Morganance..."

Charlotte Dafu, the second son of the triplets, smiled lazily and said, "Recently, the newspapers are full of propaganda about the 'World's No. 1 Swordsman Competition'... I don't know how much profit Morgans has made to make the World Economic News put so much effort into it! Haha..."

Charlotte Lingling put down her wine glass and laughed, "With the support of Morgans' World Economic News, if Armand can win the swordsmanship competition, she will be known as the 'world's most powerful swordsman'! This is also a great honor for us, Mama Mama Mama..."

The old lady smiled and didn't seem to take it seriously, continuing to eat and drink with her children.

At this time, a guest who was invited to the tea party respectfully presented a gift.

"It's just a small gift, please accept it..."

"Wow! It's a treasure chest!" The old lady looked at the gift box on the table with stars in her eyes. "Can I open it?"

That being said, she’s already unpacking it.

Just then, a loud shout came from nearby: "Mom, be careful!"

With a whoosh, a tall figure came over and quickly stood on the table, blocking Charlotte Lingling and the gift box.

Before Dafu and Compert could react, the gift box on the table exploded. "Boom!", flames shot up into the sky, and the shocking impact swept the entire tea party scene into pieces, leaving a mess on the ground. The table was also broken in half, and the remaining half was intact because of the tall figure standing on it.

"Katakuri..." The eldest daughter Comperte and the others recognized who was the person who blocked the explosion for their mother in time.

"Damn bastard! How dare you mess up your mother's tea party!" Perospero, the eldest son, cursed with his tongue sticking out.

On the remaining half of the table, Katakuri, who was five meters tall, was covered in a layer of black Armament Haki, with a large scarf covering the lower half of his face. In the thick smoke of the explosion, he stood straight, like a solid wall that never fell. His narrow eyes were full of murderous intent, and he looked down at the murderer who presented a gift and intended to assassinate his mother, "You... do you want to die?"

But there was no sign of the assassin.

On top? Katakuri's observation Haki immediately detected the opponent's trace.

Overhead, a figure flashed behind him.

The assassin drew out the soft sword disguised as a belt from his waist, and shook it casually. The black armed color domineering aura wrapped around it, stretching it into an indestructible sharp blade.

"Go to hell, Charlotte!"

The assassin roared loudly, jumped high, and stabbed down with a sword, his target was Big Mom behind Katakuri.

The bomb is just a decoy; the sword in his hand is his fatal blow.

"I won't let you touch my mother." Katakuri raised his head and squirmed his body. He was about to use the Mochi-Mochi Fruit to get the guy off his head, but his shoulder was grabbed by a big hand.

"Get out of the way! Katakuri!"

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The aunt pulled her second son, who was very capable, aside. She exuded a terrifying aura and charged head-on at the assassin's black blade. The straightened sword pierced her body, but it couldn't hurt her skin at all!

"What?!" The assassin showed an extremely surprised expression, "How is it possible..."

The aunt's face was filled with rage. She grabbed the opponent's sword with one hand and squeezed it hard, breaking it unexpectedly. Then she punched the assassin hard in the face.

"Bang, boom, boom..."

The opponent was knocked dozens of meters away by this punch, and deep grooves were plowed on the hard cake ground.

“How is it possible… ahem…” The assassin was lying on the ground, his neck broken and his face sunken. He stared at the huge monster that was slowly approaching him with a distracted look in his eyes, and said with a weak breath, “You are obviously… pregnant… so you should be weaker… How is this possible…”

"Will I become weaker if I'm pregnant?" The old lady was full of murderous intent, like a huge demon. She stepped on the assassin with her high heels and grinned, "Who do you think I am? Idiot!"

The aunt pulled out two Homie clouds and threw them to the ground.

Boom! The sun fire of Prometheus and the thunderous wrath of Zeus crushed the assassin under Big Mom's feet into a pile of black charcoal.

The eldest son Perospero twitched his tongue wildly and sneered: "What a fool! He thought that because mom was pregnant, he would have a chance to assassinate mom? Since I was born, in these thirty-five years, there was not a single year that mom was not pregnant? He thought that pregnancy would affect mom's strength, affect mom's life, and affect mom's fighting... How stupid! He..."

Perospero wanted to rant again but was nudged by his sister Comperte's elbow. Only then did he notice the unfriendly look the aunt was giving him.

Ugh! Perospero quickly stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)