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One Piece: From Flevance to the King of the World!

You have a new wish order: [Gourmet hunter Alu wants to taste delicious ingredients that he has never eaten before, and the reward is a gourmet cell.] [Illya wants to summon the strongest servant to win this Holy Grail War, and the reward is the Little Holy Grail.] [Valkyrie Brunhilde is looking for the strongest human being. What is the reward in order to defeat the gods ? ? ?] Gustavus Abel has responded to prayers from countless worlds countless times. Although he is a mortal, he is like a god. One day, when he suddenly looked back, he realized that he had already stood on top of the world. And everything in the story has to be told from the perspective of the boy who escaped from the white town that day. This is a translated novel. But you will find that the quality is somewhat higher because I have the luxury of using GPT-4 (and some human editing here and there) Original novel: https://m.bqg124.com/read/136168/

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Chapter 106

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"Sir Abel, you've had a hard day. The young master sent me to take over."

"The goods are all on the ship, you can check them yourself. That big snail and the stuff inside are my spoils of war, don't forget to register them."

"Yes, I've noted it all down. Is there anything else you need to instruct?"

"There are a few small thieves still confined on the ship, Captain Doflamingo specifically asked for them, and I've brought them out."

"They are just a few kids? I don't think they're even ten years old."

The person in charge of the handover was secretly shocked.

"Don't underestimate these kids. There were over a hundred trained soldiers escorting them. Many people died in the process of capturing them all. Do you believe that if any of them were released, they could take your life in a second?"

"I believe, I believe, I believe! Please, Sir Abel, don't joke with a small fry like me. I still want to live a few more years."

He was laughing nervously while making up his mind to keep a close watch on these little devils.

"If I didn't tell you anything, you really wouldn't live long. Remember, Captain Doflamingo wants all the information on their backing forces, and he wants it fast."

The person in charge understood immediately, "Sir Abel, rest assured. My team will pry their mouths open as quickly as possible, and make them spill even their bed-wetting secrets!"

"No need for that. Just be careful, these little devils are quite stubborn. They might make up some nonsense to fool you. I already received contact from their supporting force, they actually tried to scare me by using the name of Germa 66. It angered me so much! I told them on the spot: If you are Germa 66, then I am the hero 'Sky'. I immediately left the fraudster dumbfounded."

"Acting like we've never read a comic book!"

The person in charge got successfully sidetracked, "Exactly! There's no such thing as Germa 66, that's a fairy tale made up to fool kids. Whoever believes it is a fool!"

Abel looked at him meaningfully, "Exactly, whoever believes it is a fool."

"I have another thing to discuss with you. I'm interested in the pink-haired girl and plan to take her for interrogation personally. What do you think?"

The person in charge chuckled as if he understood everything, but in reality, he understood nothing.

"If Sir Abel is personally handling the interrogation, it's her good luck. I have the other three, so one more or less doesn't make a difference."

"Good! I'll leave this place to you then. I'm taking my leave with my people."

Abel cheerfully patted the other's shoulder, contentedly took Baby-5, and not far away, the glaring Reiju, and left the place.

"Where are you taking me? Will Ichiji and the others be executed?" As soon as Abel casually tore off the tape from her mouth, Reiju couldn't help but ask immediately.

"Why do you presume that the one to die won't be you?" Abel asked in return, without breaking stride.

Reiju fell silent for a moment, then lifted her head and said, "I sensed intense malice from those men earlier, but not from you or her. So, I thought, maybe we can negotiate."

"Negotiate what?"

"An apology, compensation, or anything that might buy our freedom and lives."

"That won't be necessary. To be frank, I'm only interested in you, or more accurately, in the poison inside your body. I brought you along merely to study it. Don't get any wrong ideas." Abel stated truthfully. After all, he already had a young girl to take care of and had no interest in fostering another poisonous one.

Left with no other options, Reiju decided to play her final card. "Do you know who we are? We are actually..."

"Princess and prince of Germa 66?"

"How did you know?!!!" Reiju was taken aback, her jaw practically hitting the floor.

The feeling was like harboring a huge secret for a lifetime, only to reveal it when on the brink of death, and then the listener casually brings up a webpage on their phone, informing you that your so-called huge secret has already been turned into numerous parodies online!

It seemed all her secrecy was for naught.

Abel chuckled, "I know a lot more. Not only do I know you're from Germa 66, but I also know your name is Reiju, the redhead is Ichiji, the blue-haired one is Niji, and the green-haired one is Yonji."

"You... you must have found out from Father through the Den Den Mushi." Reiju wasn't stupid; she realized it instantly.

However, the reason Abel knew all this was because he'd seen and remembered it.

"Right, a lunatic did contact me. He claimed to be the king of Germa 66, and I said I was the hero 'Sky'. He got upset and started cursing. What poor manners!"

"You said you were what? The hero 'Sky'? Hahaha." Reiju didn't want to laugh, but she found it too funny.

Every time she imagined the conversation and her father's cursing face, she couldn't help but laugh. Apparently, she had also sneakily read the comics.

But while she was laughing, suddenly, she couldn't find it amusing anymore.

She suddenly realized that Abel considered her father to be a fraud, using Germa 66 as a scare tactic. He didn't believe at all that they were from Germa 66!

How could she explain it?

Could she produce evidence?

Right, she had it!

Their snail ship was marked all over with the Germa 66 insignia!

But when she mentioned this, Abel looked at her as if she were a fool, and retorted, "Oh, so if it has 66 written on it, it's your Germa's mark. Then, if I draw a black 66 on a dog, can it also impersonate a member of Germa 66?"

"You..." Reiju was incensed but unable to refute him.

The fact that they lacked obvious identifiers to prove their identity had always been a strength for Germa 66 in their covert operations. After all, the number 66 was ubiquitous; anyone could use it.

But they never anticipated it could one day become an issue.

A philosophical conundrum emerged.

How do you prove that you are you, your mom is your mom, your dad is your dad, and that your mom is your dad's wife, your dad is your mom's husband, and that you are their child? Start answering!

Alright, despite wracking her brains, Reiju couldn't figure out how to prove that what she was saying was the truth. For now, she could only play it by ear.

The good news was that she still held some value, even if it was for research. At the very least, it could spare her life for the time being and possibly find a way to contact her father for help.

In the meantime, all she could do was pray that Ichiji and the others would hold on.

If they died, she would be helpless. But at least she tried.