Chapter 154: The Capital of the Seven Waters

Three months later,

"Is this the so-called 'Seven Waters Capital,' known as the water city?"

After passing through "Queenstown Island" and "Baiyang Island" in one go, the Donquixote ship finally arrived at its destination:

A massive seafaring city that resembled a giant "fountain": the Capital of the Seven Waters.

In the center of the island, enormous fountains gushed water. These vast volumes of seawater poured down in all directions, flowing along numerous intertwining waterways within the city and eventually returning to the sea.

These waterways not only provided convenient transportation for the city but also supplied free power to the city's various facilities.

"Ordinary pirate ships that sail here are usually quite battered."

Rosinante pointed at the gradually enlarging water city on the sea, with its unique "fountain" structure and several colossal factories that roared with activity. The continuous hydraulic power conversion from the fountains made shipbuilding here highly developed.

"We will build a ship here capable of accommodating our entire family!"

"Hehehe, if we can control this place too—"

"Don't even think about it,"

Rosinante interrupted Trebol's daydreaming. The Capital of the Seven Waters was not just a place where pirates could repair or purchase ships. It also had intricate ties with the Marines and even the legendary ancient weapon "Pluton" was crafted by shipwrights here eight hundred years ago!

With the current strength of the Donquixote Family, daring to meddle here would surely invite the wrath of admirals!

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Dock 1,

A massive dock large enough to accommodate ten warships simultaneously saw ships coming in and out continuously for maintenance and repair.

"Dear guests, what services do you require—"

"Give our ship a thorough maintenance; money is not an issue."

A bag of money was tossed over, and the dock's supervisor instinctively caught it. As soon as he opened it, his eyes lit up at the sight of the shiny Berries.

"No problem, consider it on the house!"

"Mr. Rosinante, would you like us to arrange a guide for you?"

With his golden hair, white casual attire, black feathered coat, and the double dragon flag atop the mast, the dock's supervisor couldn't possibly fail to recognize the rising star "super rookie" standing before him.

"No... wait, please arrange a guide for us."

"Doflamingo, you can go explore the island first. I have something to attend to."

"Alright."

"Stay safe—"

Doflamingo nodded, and he led the family to rest and relax while Rosinante went to find the legendary shipwright who had once built ships for the Roger Pirates.

*Swish*

With a flash of light, Rosinante disappeared into Dock 1 of the Capital of the Seven Waters.

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Between Dock 5 and Dock 6, there was a vast "graveyard" of ships.

This area served as a junkyard for piled-up, broken-down ships. It was also a place where some "small companies" made a living: they dismantled these "scrap" ships that the big companies looked down upon, salvaged various parts and wood, and then used them to manufacture second-hand ships.

Of course, the quality of such ships...

In most cases, they could only be described as "horrific."

But there was an exception:

"Waaaaah! You scumbag, just die already!"

On the nearby sea surface,

A small, haphazardly constructed boat raced across the sea while firing cannons toward its pursuer.

However, the firepower of this makeshift ship was nothing more than an annoyance to the enormous, crab-like "Sea Monster" relentlessly pursuing it, measuring over twenty meters in length.

"We're done for, we're going to be eaten!"

As the sea monster continued closing in, the young boy, steering the small boat and firing cannons simultaneously, yelled in frustration.

"This firepower is still too weak!"

The boy appeared to be no more than ten years old, with messy blue hair, goggles on his forehead, and dressed in a beach shirt and swim trunks.

Although he looked quite young, the contours of his muscles and his proficient ability to operate both the small boat and the cannons simultaneously indicated that he was no ordinary child.

However, challenging a Sea Monster was premature. As the crab-like Sea Monster relentlessly approached from behind, its huge fangs were about to bite down on the boy's boat!

*Whoosh*

At that moment, a figure flashed by, brushing past the small boat with a black feathered coat.

*Splash*

With a flash of light, the enormous crab-like Sea Monster on the sea's surface was silently split in two!

A man holding a knife in one hand and a suitcase in the other raced through the center of the Sea Monster, leaving the boy in charge of the boat with his mouth wide open, and his eyes almost popping out.

*Boom*

There are a thousand ways to sail, but safety comes first. Sailing improperly, he's in tears!

The young boy, who was too stunned to notice, crashed the boat harshly onto the shore, breaking it into pieces, and was flung onto the beach.

"Franm, you scoundrel!"

Before the battered boy could even get up, he was punched hard on the head by another young man wearing a black T-shirt, jeans, and a headscarf.

"You're not going to help build the ship but just provoke Sea Monsters with your cannons?!"

Without waiting for the boy in the beach shirt and swim trunks to retort, the solemn young man with the white headscarf grabbed his head and pressed it forcefully to the side.

"Quickly thank this gentleman for saving your life."

"Why should I thank him? That was my hunt—Ugh!"

"Don't be nervous,"

Facing the boy in swim trunks, who was clutching his head tightly, the serious young man, holding a suitcase, smiled and sheathed the three-generation Wado Ichimonji.

"I'm not the kind of person who resorts to violence."

"If possible, I'd prefer it if people could resolve conflicts with words."

"Hahaha,"

Amidst a hearty laugh, a gigantic upside-down ship "walked" over.

"That doesn't sound like something that would come from the mouth of one of the two kings of the Donquixote Family, the 'Black King.'"

*Whoosh*

The enormous ship soared into the air, and then three masts shot out, piercing into the ship's deck with a *plunk, plunk, plunk* sound.

*Rumble*

The ship flipped in mid-air, and with a thunderous crash, it landed in the sea. The man who had thrown the ship and the masts out was revealed.

This was a man about four meters tall, portly but not obese... or rather, a male fish-man. He casually wore an open-chested short-sleeved shirt and had a tool belt around his waist containing tools like axes, saws, planes, and drills.

"Hahaha, this sturdy ship is finally complete. So—"

The tall and burly fish-man shipwright looked at Rosinante.

"Black King of the Donquixote Family, it's not appropriate for such a prominent figure like you to appear in this 'junkyard.' If you want to build a ship, the seven major shipbuilding companies in this city..."

"How can those ordinary shipwrights compare to you, sir?"

Rosinante looked up at the fish-man shipwright in front of him, who, despite possessing the terrifying strength to lift a ship, had a cheerful and benevolent demeanor.

Tom,

The world's number one shipwright, a bullhorn fish-man of the Fish-Man Tribe.

He was the one who built the Roger Pirates' flagship, the Oro Jackson!

And Rosinante was well aware that the design plans for the ancient weapon "Pluton" were in his hands, as well as the groundbreaking "Sea Train" of the future, which was a high-tech marvel of his design and construction.

However, those were all stories for another time:

"Mr. Tom, I have come to request that you build a ship for the Donquixote Family."

"Here's one hundred million Berries, as a down payment for building the ship."

"Wow, one hundred million Berries!"

The boy with blue hair, wearing a beach shirt and swim trunks, was thrilled, his eyes shining.

"Old man, we're rich—"

*Sigh*

The solemn young man with a headscarf standing nearby punched the blue-haired boy on the head, silencing him.

"At the same time, we will provide the materials: enough Adam Wood. I hope Mr. Tom won't refuse."

"What?! Adam Wood as the material for the ship..."

This time, even the solemn young man with the headscarf couldn't contain his excitement. For a shipwright, using Adam Wood as the material to build a ship was an ultimate dream.

"Hahaha, it seems Mr. Rosinante came prepared."

A massive sum of money, top-notch materials, polite demeanor... faced with Rosinante, the burly fish-man shipwright named Tom had no reason to refuse.

"Please visit my workshop, see the working environment, and then make your decision."

"Hey! Old man, our place—Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

The blue-haired boy, who was once again dragged away with his mouth covered by the young man with the headscarf, danced with joy, making Rosinante smile and shake his head.

Who would have thought that the future "cyborg" Franky, now known as "Franm," was just a hot-blooded kid?

That's right, the boy in front of him was Franky, and the young man with the headscarf was none other than the future mayor of the Seven Water City: Iceberg.

"Please, have a seat."

In a dim warehouse located between Dock 5 and Dock 6, below the waterway, Tom, the fish-man shipwright, extended his hand towards Rosinante in a straightforward manner.

At the same time, a slender woman with long emerald-green hair, whose appearance had begun to show signs of aging, brought coffee to the table.

"Thank you,"

Rosinante, holding the cup, took the opportunity to glance around. Although this was a warehouse located below the waterway, it was neat and tidy. The cup in his hand had already had its patterns worn off, but it was still spotless.

"Mr. Tom's residence... seems to be quite humble."

"This environment doesn't at all match the world's number one shipwright."

"Hahaha, I'm just an ordinary shipwright."

He chuckled and stroked his beard. Despite his hearty laughter, the burly fish-man's eyes were exceptionally clear.

It seemed that the other party was quite wary of him, but that was fine...

Rosinante decided to get straight to the point.

"Mr. Tom, please accept this commission. Feel free to name your price for your craftsmanship!"

Rosinante made a generous statement, and the fish-man shipwright Tom extended his hand, palm open.

"Five billion? No problem!"

In response to Rosinante's words, Mr. Tom shook his head.

"Fifty billion? It might take a little time..."

Both the bickering kid Franm and the young man Iceberg were left dumbfounded. What a generous customer!

However, their master, Mr. Tom, still shook his head.

"What, are you kidding..."

"Mr. Tom—"

As Franm and Iceberg anxiously got to their feet, the burly fish-man shipwright Tom finally spoke.

"No, it's five million Berries."

"What??? Five million Berries?"

"Old man, that's enough..."

"Mr. Tom—"

As Rosinante walked towards the door, prepared to take his leave, he turned back and made a sincere promise:

"Mr. Tom, consider our family owing you a favor."

"Rest assured, we will definitely repay this favor."

As he exited the dim and modest shipyard located beneath the waterway, he heard the two kids saying things like "Ahh, what a shame," and "Sir, we really needed..." along with Mr. Tom's hearty laughter.

Rosinante shook his head. Perhaps this was the kind of "open-mindedness" you'd find in a top-tier professional in the industry?

"The world's number one shipwright..."

Talent like this couldn't be allowed to be tainted by the likes of Spandam, that useless troublemaker.

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A few days later, at Dock 1:

"Rosinante, when you get to the New World, you must come to Leftover, and we'll have a drink together!"

Roddy, the giant Minotaur warrior, embraced Rosinante and rubbed his massive bull head against Rosinante's left cheek repeatedly. His bull hair was like steel bristles, but only Rosinante, with his formidable Haki, could keep a straight face.

Poor Toluipeporu, with swollen cheeks, could only watch.

"Rosinante... thank you for everything on this journey."

On the other side, Komurasaki, the Mink girl who had spent quite some time in the human world, walked over and gently leaned her cheek against Rosinante's right side.

"If you encounter any difficulties, please be sure to let us know!"

"Yes, once we enter the New World, we'll visit Leftover."

Rosinante nodded and carefully put away the piece of paper.

Leftover itself was a ten-thousand-meter-tall elephant, so there were no Log Pose directions to that island. However, with the Life Paper, one could reach the country.

This was already the greatest trust that the Mink Tribe's "Mokomoko Clan" had placed in outsiders!

After all, if they attracted enemies, like slave-hunting parties or something...

Well, with everyone in Leftover being prepared for combat and their mastery of "Electro" and "Sulong," their battle skills were nothing to scoff at.

"Wuwuwu, Auntie Jora~~"

"Pique, big brother~~"

"Don't cry, we're all sea warriors!"

With teary eyes and a clenched fist, Galdino, who had experienced many adventures along the way, said firmly, "This is just a temporary separation. We'll meet again on the high seas someday!"

"Galdino, big brother~~ Wuwuwu~~"

One had to admit that throughout this journey, whether it was Rosinante and his group, or the Straw Hat Pirates, Roddy, and the Mokomoko Clan children, bonds had been formed.

But when it came time to part...

"Train well, and the next time we meet, don't disgrace the name of our 'Petty Dragon Family'!"

"Yes, Big Brother Galdino!"

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"Hahaha, they're such energetic kids."

As he watched the chaotic farewells, Doflamingo pushed his red sunglasses up. He was just a teenager himself.

"Komurasaki, Roddy."

As the head of the Donquixote Family, Doflamingo approached the two Mink Tribe warriors who had fought alongside him.

"If you ever set sail again, there will be two spots waiting for you on the Donquixote Family's ship."

"Moo-haha, of course!"

"Yes, definitely."

Both Mink Tribe warriors nodded, and as they pulled up their anchors, raised their sails, and steered their ship, the "Donquixote Family" slowly left Dock 1, carrying Luffy, Roddy, and the Mokomoko Clan children.

They would be heading to the Sabaody Archipelago, where they would undergo coating before diving into the ten-thousand-meter-deep sea and making their way to the New World, and then back to their homeland, Leftover.

Although the journey ahead wouldn't be peaceful, with their combined power of nearly two billion, they believed that returning to their homeland wouldn't be too difficult as long as they didn't encounter any unforeseen circumstances.

"Everyone, see you in the New World!"

"Make sure to come~~~"

Facing the shouts from the Minotaur warriors on the deck, the calm Rosinante, the gentle Komurasaki, and the crying Mokomoko Clan children all waved their goodbyes.

"See you in the New World!" x10

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