Chapter 163: Can You Call Me “Dad” First?

As soon as Adrian uttered these provocative words, the expressions of both 'Demon Lady' Amande and 'Thousand Hands' Cracker instantly turned extremely ugly.

However, they couldn't deny this particular point.

BIG MOM did indeed want to recruit White Ghost as her next husband; Amande and Cracker understood this very clearly.

Dismissing Adrian's words now would be like going against their mother's command.

And in the Charlotte Family, BIG MOM's orders were absolute, beyond questioning!

"Enough with the nonsense, White Ghost," Cracker, encased in his biscuit armor, spoke up. "Let's get going now!"

Adrian had recovered from the immense mental shock he'd experienced earlier. Upon hearing Cracker's words, he couldn't help but smile.

"Biscuit Minister from Totto Land, don't be in such a hurry!" Adrian said. "There's still something I need to ask you."

Amande frowned slightly and said coldly, "Speak!"

"Well, if—mind you, it's a big 'if'—if I were truly recruited by BIG MOM as her husband," Adrian rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Wouldn't that mean I'd also become your 'nominal' father?" {名义上}

Hearing this, Charlotte Amande's mouth twitched, but she reluctantly nodded.

No matter how much she disapproved of Mama changing husbands as easily as changing desserts, at the very least, the content of White Ghost's words was indeed true.

"So, Miss Amande," Adrian looked at the buxom Demon Lady with narrowed laughing eyes, "can you call me 'Daddy' first?"

Men can be so strange sometimes.

It must feel incredibly satisfying to have a woman in her early twenties call you 'Daddy'—so satisfying that you probably can't even fall asleep at night.

Although Charlotte Amande has an unusual body structure as a member of the Long Neck Tribe, with her exceptionally slender snow-white neck that looks somewhat terrifying, the depth of her throat—

Ahem, let's move on.

Adrian wanted to say that although Miss Charlotte Amande wasn't a member of the human race, apart from her unusually elongated neck and excessively pale skin, the rest of her features were not significantly different from an ordinary human.

In fact, she even exhibited more human traits than the mermaid ladies on Fishman Island!

And now, at just twenty-something years old, Charlotte Amande was in the prime of her youth and beauty.

Wouldn't it be a kind of spiritual indulgence to be called "Dad" by such a young lady?

However, at this moment, Amande's expression turned icy cold. Her gaze at Adrian seemed to pierce through him like he was already dead.

"White Ghost, Mama's 'need' for you is not the boldness and arrogance you're showing before me!"

At the same time, Cracker also raised his famed sword "Pretzel" as the formidable Biscuit Minister's face revealed a fierce grin.

"Stop wasting time with him, Sister Amande! Mama only wants this man himself and his handsome face. We just need to bring him back to Totto Land!"

Adrian sighed and tried to steer the conversation back on track.

"Miss Amande, forget about Mr. Cracker. Are you really unwilling to call me 'Daddy'?"

Amande didn't waste words. She silently gripped the hilt of her sword, "Shirauo," hanging at her waist. With a swift motion, she drew the slender blade, holding it horizontally in the air. She chanted softly, "Slow Waltz."

The ever-watchful Adrian bent down, scooping up Love. He activated Shave, and with a burst of tremendous force, swiftly moved several body lengths away in mid-air, deftly evading Amande's sluggish slash.

Accompanied by rippling distortions, Love was put away into Rumi's castle.

At this moment, Cracker also manipulated his Biscuit Soldier to charge forward. His famed sword "Pretzel" spun furiously at an extremely swift speed as he unleashed quick stabbing strikes at Adrian.

"Roll Pretzel!"

The powerful spiral sword energy emanated from Cracker's blade, aiming to end the battle with an unstoppable force.

Adrian's figure vanished instantly from his original spot, replaced by an indifferent-looking mimic ghost that was pierced directly by the spiraling sword energy.

The spiraling sword energy pierced directly through him, leaving a deep hole in the ground where he had stood.

"Miss Amande, you are being too unreasonable."

Adrian's voice echoed above the streets.

"I don't know what I did to make you disrespect me this much. You even refused to call me Daddy."

{Announcement, Dad and daddy are written with same character, so I chose this.}

With an expression as cold as frost, Amande swung her famed sword Shirauo again, unleashing several slow yet powerful flying slashes straight towards where the voice came from.

"Slow Waltz!"

Clang!

Several equally powerful white slashes descended from the sky, meeting Amande's flying slashes head-on, and both attacks dispersed upon collision.

Adrian, holding Yubashiri, appeared in the sky, looking down at Cracker and Amande below.

"Stupid Cracker, when I'm talking to Miss Amande, please mind your manners, unless you urgently need me to help BIGMOM discipline the family!"

"I'll warn you first, this kind of discipline will be bloody!"

The furious Cracker manipulated the biscuit shell, and in the blink of an eye, several more thick arms appeared on both sides of his body. The number of famous swords "Pretzel" in his arms also increased with the increase of arms.

In a flash, Cracker turned into a six-armed monster, placing the original biscuit shield on his left hand behind him, and all six hands held the famous sword "Pretzel", showing an impressively intimidating combat stance.

"You talk too much, newbie. Taste this One-of-a-kind Pretzel!"

"Sixfold·Roll·Pretzel!"

Power erupted from beneath Cracker's feet as his body suddenly rocketed into the sky. Six extremely fast spiraling stabs shot towards Adrian from various angles, sealing off all routes of escape and creating an inescapable situation.

Free Ghost: Firefly!

Adrian's form suddenly shrank to an imperceptible size, defying logic, and he broke free from Cracker's encircling sword attacks.

"One-of-a-kind Pretzel? I clearly see six of them!"

"Is your math as bad as your head?"

Adrian instantly appeared behind Cracker. With a single thought, an enormous white ghost materialized beside him.

Having experienced countless battles, Cracker's Color of Observation Haki instantly locked onto Adrian's position. He manipulated his biscuit armor, repositioning his arms.

The six Pretzels originally thrusted forwards swiftly redirected their trajectories, combining to form an intense fluctuating drill that powerfully stabbed towards Adrian from behind!

"Congratulations, little biscuit."

Giant Ghost: Peacemaker!

The deadly drill formed by the Pretzels struck the abdomen of the Peace bringer.

An explosive shockwave erupted instantly!