"Smelly brother, I'll go with you!"
"Master, I will go too."
Seeing Finn preparing to leave, both Robin and Tashigi, Finn's loyal right-hand companions, immediately volunteered to accompany him.
But Finn shook his head.
Despite their strength, he knew that the Big Mom Pirates were notorious for their Paramecia powers. One wrong step, and Robin or Tashigi could be trapped, making things much more complicated. His own hardened skin could handle the chaos, but bringing them along might put them in unnecessary danger. Weighing his options, Finn decided to tackle the challenge alone.
Before leaving, Finn paused, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He turned to Robin. "Miss Robin, how about I show you a magic trick?"
Robin raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "A magic trick?"
"Master, I want to see too!" Nami called out, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Brother Finn~" Shirahoshi chimed in, her wide, innocent eyes full of curiosity.
In no time, everyone had gathered around, eager to witness Finn's "trick." Princess Vivi, Kalifa, Rebecca, Shyarly, and the others drew close, sensing that something interesting was about to unfold.
Tashigi, always the serious one, voiced her concern. "Master, was this meant just for Robin? Should we give you two some space?"
Finn laughed. "No need. Everyone can watch. But I think Sister Robin will find this especially fun."
Robin narrowed her eyes at Finn, catching that familiar gleam of trouble in his gaze. "What are you planning, smelly brother?"
With a sly smile, Finn activated his Devil Fruit power: Zoan·Phantom Beast·Human Fruit·Sword Immortal Form.
As Finn transformed, a powerful aura radiated from him. His appearance grew hazy, obscured by the ethereal glow that enveloped him, but his form became impossibly striking, exuding an otherworldly charm. Every movement seemed graceful, almost divine, as though he were walking among gods.
Finn in his Sword Immortal form was a walking force of nature, a captivating presence that no woman could resist—his allure rivaling even the seductive powers of Boa Hancock's sweet fruit. It wasn't just his physical appearance that mesmerized them; it was the raw energy, a charisma that filled the air.
"Okay... he's so handsome... my heart is about to burst!" Nami exclaimed, her eyes turning into hearts, completely bewitched.
"Master!" Tashigi's voice trembled as she tried, and failed, to keep her composure. "It's too much!"
Princess Vivi edged closer. "The benefactor... he's just so... breathtaking."
Shirahoshi's face turned bright red. "Brother Finn~"
Even Shyarly, usually composed, was stunned. "The perfect host..."
Kalifa tapped her lips thoughtfully. "How can anyone resist this? It's not fair~"
While the others were clearly enchanted, Robin snapped out of her daze, the realization hitting her. "You... smelly brother!" She shot him a warning glance, knowing all too well what he was trying to pull.
"Haha, surprise or surprise?" Finn teased, his laugh echoing as he leaped effortlessly into the sky, leaving the super battleship behind.
"Wait until you come back! You won't get away with this, Finn!" Robin shouted after him, her playful frustration clear.
With that, Finn soared through the air, standing proudly on his ethereal sword as he raced toward Cake Island at breakneck speed.
Meanwhile, at the port of Cake Island, the Big Mom Pirates were busy unloading cargo from various ships. These vessels belonged to high-profile figures from across the New World, all arriving to attend Big Mom's infamous tea party.
Suddenly, a massive explosion rocked the sea.
Water shot nearly 100 meters into the air, crashing down and sweeping over the docks. People and goods were scattered everywhere.
"What's going on? An attack?!" someone yelled.
"Who dares to cause trouble in Big Mom's territory?"
As panic spread, an ethereal figure appeared above, hovering in mid-air with an unmistakable aura of power and grace.
"Who is that? He's... gorgeous!" one of the female pirates gasped, her eyes wide with admiration.
"It's like a god descended from the heavens..." another murmured, completely awestruck.
Finn, in his sword-immortal form, paid no attention to the chaos below. His hands were behind his back, his robes billowing in the wind as he flew straight toward the castle.
"Shoot him down!" a male pirate ordered, frustrated by the sight of his comrades—especially the women—falling under Finn's spell.
Bullets were fired, but each one was deflected effortlessly by the invisible sword energy surrounding Finn, as if he were shielded by a divine force.
He raised his right hand, extending two fingers. From the air around him, two glowing swords materialized and shot down into the pirate ranks below.
Screams filled the air as blood splattered across the docks, the swords cutting down those foolish enough to oppose him.
Inside the Cake Castle, the tea party was about to begin. The powerful Charlotte family and their distinguished guests had gathered, eagerly waiting to celebrate and honor Big Mom.
Suddenly, the doors were thrown open with a loud bang.
A guard rushed in, pale and breathless. "Mom! Someone is attacking the harbor!"
The room went still.
All eyes turned toward Charlotte Linlin, Big Mom herself. Her face darkened instantly.
Without even asking for details, she reached out and snatched the guard's soul, draining the life from his body in mere seconds. The guard collapsed, dead before he hit the ground.
"50 years of life!" Big Mom hissed, her voice cold with fury.
One of her sons, Charlotte Cracker, stood immediately. "Don't worry, Mother. I'll take care of this intruder," he said confidently. "Give me five minutes, and I'll have him begging for mercy."
Big Mom took a deep breath, barely containing her rage. "Five minutes. Not a second more."
As Cracker hurried out, the room buzzed with nervous chatter.
"Don't worry, Mom. Cracker will deal with it," one guest said.
"Yeah, he's one of the Sweet Commanders! No one can stand against him for long," another added.
But outside, the real battle was just beginning.
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