The Prince, Oh So Bothersome, Pampered And Carefree

[Unlimited Blade Works (A—84%): Gate Of Babylon version. This skill allows you to create copies of weapons you have seen and keep them in a personal weapon world. You can then use this world as a domain during fights. These replicated weapons can be utilized as both weapons and projectiles in various powerful and unconventional ways. This skill naturally allows you to become a master of Archery and improves its range, scope, power and accuracy. This is a modified version of Archer's skill from the Fate series that you can use normally. But it incorporates elements from Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon, enabling you to enhance and repair weapons. You voluntarily nerfed it during the creation process, so it could be rated A instead of S for now.]

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Oliver created a lengthy but essential description for the unlimited Blade Works because he didn't want to impose any limitations on himself.

His designer skills were heavily reliant on what he drew and labeled while going through the Custom Skill Maker's blueprint process.

At first, his intention was to create a fully merged template of the two Archer-class Servants.

But, it was going to be rated at an S level, and even with intelligent nerfs, there was no way to decrease the rating.

The skill would be useless but rated S, so there was no point…

The Custom Skill Maker was intelligent and couldn't be tricked while going through the blueprint process.

It was advisable to be reasonable when modifying skills and making additions to them.

As he read, he said goodbye to his new island home.

His mother, a woman of remarkable strength, stood there with excitement, her hand waving towards the sky, eagerly anticipating his return.

She had undergone a remarkable metamorphosis, emerging as a formidable force in the world of DC, radiating an aura of unwavering might and indomitable spirit that commanded admiration and reverence.

Her skills had reached an entirely new level, thanks to the addition of a body that enhanced her already formidable Amazonian strength.

It was so astonishingly powerful that Oliver couldn't help but ponder if she could truly stand toe-to-toe with Superman.

Of course not a peak one.

With her Amazonian physique and newfound One Piece Body, she discovered a world of boundless possibilities.

Now, she was enjoying the fruits of the union between two formidable physiques.

As time went by, her youthful glow not only came back but also grew stronger, defying the idea of getting older.

Each day, her graceful form became even more refined and sculpted, with muscles that were well-defined, truly capturing the elegance of a Greek goddess.

She had an enchanting allure that could captivate anyone who laid eyes on her.

She possessed an incredible strength, a beauty that was unstoppable, like nothing else.

It possessed an undeniable force that demanded attention, granted one possessed the wisdom to perceive beyond the masks people wear and the illusions they project.

Those who have had the pleasure of meeting her recently had been captivated by her irresistible charm.

Especially those who have an eye for the hidden beauty in life's small details.

Women basically.

However, it was quite disheartening to realize that all Hippolyta had managed to do was assist her dear son, Oliver, in mastering just one standard skill - the very skill she had dedicated years to perfecting...

Oliver woke it up at the C level back in the day.

From this experience, he gained a valuable insight into the manifestation of standard skills.

He had the freedom to pick which skill he wanted to awaken, but he could never be sure about how much luck and how many skills people would give him.

Once he boarded the helicopter, Steve Trevor fired up the engine and lifted off.

As they soared into the sky, he couldn't help but be mesmerized by the breathtaking view of the vast sea.

Unable to resist, he couldn't help but steal a quick look at his status windows, feeling a surge of inspiration.

Recently, he had become quite wise, dedicating himself to improving all his skills, even the most pointless ones.

But now, the moment had arrived for him to say goodbye to a skill that had lost its usefulness.

He had a knack for flirting, but his sister had managed to resist his charms for a whole decade, and now even Steve was present.

What was the point of keeping that ability?

All he needed was Charm.

It was super easy and convenient because he didn't have to do anything for it to work.

He refused to give up his growing inventory for a new skill, as it was constantly improving.

Moreover, having obtained his Unlimited Blade Works and amassed a diverse array of weapons ranging from swords to lances and spears, he went a step further by incorporating bows into his collection.

Astonishingly, he even gained the ability to store living beings within his arsenal.

++Power: Custom Skill Maker++

++Standard Skills:, Flirt, Charm, Higher IQ, Healthier Body, Timespace Traveler, Inventory, One Piece Body++

++Random Skills: None++

++Designer Skills: Designer Luck, Unlimited Blade Works, Archer Susanoo++

[Inventory (B—82%): With this skill, you can effortlessly manage and monitor a vast inventory of space. This thing has an enormous storage capacity and can even accommodate people, providing them with a comfortable living space.]

His main status window had some provocative new additions.

Let's put the Rinnegan aside for a moment, as well as the unrealistic idea of fusing Naruto world bodies, which he wasn't interested in except for those that would grant him Sage Mode or Wood release for obvious reasons…

He actually had this idea of combining the Byakugan and Sharingan, creating a fusion called Byaringan or Shakugan, or whatever name it might be known as, he's not quite sure.

But, his Custom Skill power was far from foolish once again...

It was impossible to deceive.

Much to his surprise, he discovered that developing partition skills like Susanoo was actually quite more feasible and straightforward, even without the need for a Sharingan.

In the future, he might even be able to summon Amaterasu flames using the same segmented skill technique.

Oliver lacked the strength to attempt blending unnecessary skills together.

The numerous risks involved made it seem unwise, and he saw no practical value in doing so at the moment.

[Higher IQ (B—77%): You possess an exceptional IQ, surpassing even those who are considered highly intelligent. You are regarded as a unique genius, capable of mastering a wide range of seemingly impossible subjects.]

[Healthier Body (B—94%): Your body possesses a natural vitality, resilience, and flexibility that surpasses even those individuals blessed with exceptional health, athletic prowess, and favorable genetic traits.]

The skill rating served as a reliable gauge for determining the level of strength, power, and usefulness of a skill.

However, it ultimately hinged on the specific qualities of the skill in question.

Not every skill had the power to conquer the world.

There were certain people, creatures, like Superman, who couldn't be easily assigned ratings.

Ratings were Oliver's way of gauging his place in DC.

If Batman scored an A, then Superman must have been an S.

If the battle required strategic thinking, Batman naturally excelled as a brilliant thinker and strategist behind the scenes.

In that scenario, he would definitely stand alone with an S rating.

Regardless of the circumstances, Oliver had already become a formidable force, thanks to his ever-growing skill set, even if he didn't excel in all areas.

By the way, he hadn't acquired any skills other than the One Piece Body from his mother.

He wasn't sure if there were any specific requirements to acquire additional standard skills from the same person, or if all the luck had been used up for the One Piece Body.

It was annoying and problematic until he figures it out, which could affect the course of the future.

Right as he was about to give up his mediocre flirting ability and come up with a new skill, Diana interrupted his train of thought.

Noticing that he seemed unusually quiet and lost in thought, she asked, "What's on your mind, Ollie?"

She sat beside him, behind Steve who piloted the helicopter.

Silence hung in the air, thick with awkwardness, as Steve was aware of Oliver's dislike towards him.

Not exactly a gentle term, but "dislike" captured the essence, expressing the strong aversion quite accurately.

His arrival had completely disrupted Oliver's idyllic life with the Amazon women, even though he was merely working for the profit of the US government.

Oliver couldn't quite pinpoint whether his newfound status as Zeus' son was the cause of his possessiveness and peculiar desires towards his own sister, but oh well.

Once immersed in the world of comics, he no longer felt compelled to rely on logic; instead, he chose to follow his heart.

"I've been pondering ways to gracefully part ways with Steve." Oliver let out a chuckle and replied.

He couldn't have been any clearer than this.

Once again, his strong dislike was unmistakably evident, and the message was received loud and clear.

"..." Steve Trevor, the unfortunate soul who never sought anything, fell into a hushed silence.

He knew very well that Oliver was both unreasonable and dangerously strong.

"Really? There's no need to continue being so rude." Diana couldn't help but let out a sigh, observing her brother's childish behavior.

Oliver couldn't quite figure out if she was a bit slow or not.

He wasn't in any rush to find out either.

He was simply playing and wasn't really scared to wear a green hat.

Why?

He just never had a liking for wearing hats, plain and simple.

In the world he was familiar with, it seemed that those who were constantly eager to place green hats on others' heads were lacking in family, mothers, sisters, or female loved ones by their side.

It just wasn't realistic, you know?

It was simply mindless hentai with foolish characters lacking both courage and reason.

Oliver wasn't paying attention to Diana's remark.

With a mischievous smile on his face, he quickly inquired, "Steve, do you have any family? You come across as someone who might be a bit dull and lacking in siblings."

"I'm not as dull as you think, Oliver. If you had made an effort to get to know me better, you would have realized that. And yes, I do have sisters. Why do you ask?" Steve responded without taking his eyes off the front as he piloted the helicopter.

Diana was giving her brother a strange look when he said, "I'm just asking, since we're going to the world of people, it would be convenient to make friends early, don't you think?"

"..."

The atmosphere inside the helicopter grew silent and increasingly awkward.

But it was interesting that Steve didn't say yes.

He appeared to be somewhat vulnerable and not as self-assured as he pretended to be, in the end.

No matter how they pretended, all men were essentially the same.

Even if their preferences didn't align completely, they often found themselves standing up for the same things.

…

Oliver didn't really bother himself with his sister's love life or who she was involved with intimately.

He was simply a fascinating and responsive individual.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the shore, with the teasing towards Steve growing incessantly.

Steve, exhausted and quiet, remained solemn until they finally reached land.

He likely hadn't encountered anyone as irritatingly petty-sounding before.

Oliver was immune to others' opinions and couldn't care less about what they thought of him.

He was also not the type to keep his thoughts to himself.

The journey to land was quite dull, and he had stumbled upon someone to bother.

Someone had taken a liking to his sister, and he was reluctantly giving his approval, albeit with a few warnings.

People enjoyed freedom, just like Steve's mother and sisters did.

Oliver wouldn't mind embracing his inner Zeus and starting a family with Steve's female relatives.

"How are we going to handle our living situation?" Oliver stood before a sleek, black limousine parked at the airport exit, posing a question.

Steve responded, temporarily parting ways with the brother and sister, saying, "Don't worry, the driver is a colleague of mine. He will make sure all your needs are taken care of. He has the necessary funds. I have some other matters to attend to. Let's plan to meet tomorrow when I come to pick you up for the White House."

"All right. Nice to finally see you go Steve." Oliver grinned as he spoke.

"It's only temporary." Steve, surprisingly, didn't take offense at Oliver's personality this time, as he was gradually becoming accustomed to it.

Diana let out a weary sigh and declared, "I've reached my limit with you two." As the door to the limo swung open, she gracefully stepped inside, extending an invitation to Ollie, "Are you joining me, Ollie?"

"Yes. I'll catch you tomorrow, Steve!" Oliver, who was beginning to develop a fondness for his potential brother-in-law, uttered.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself entering the car, greeted by a tired yet friendly smile from Steve, who was nodding in agreement.

They quickly arrived at their new temporary home in a trendy neighborhood of Washington, making for a speedy journey.

This place was their first step into the world of humans and the chaos of DC's criminal underworld.

It was only a matter of time before history took a different turn, and they found themselves in a city where a bat hero had a strong aversion to sharing his prey.