Chapter 64

Abel re-read the description and effects of the "Magic Weapon Soul Transformation Scroll" several times, ensuring that apart from requiring the subject's consent, there were no side effects to its use.

The original magic weapons were just ordinary people, then transformed.

That is to say, if given to Baby-5, there would be no risks or harm at all.

Instead, she would be strengthened and become a true member of the Magic Weapon tribe!

It's important to note that Magic Weapons can devour souls to continue evolving, their potential is immense.

What kind of chemical reaction would the combination of the Weapon Fruit and a Magic Weapon create?

Just hearing it sounded extraordinary!

As the soul-binder of a Magic Weapon, Abel would naturally benefit immensely.

Just the thought of not having to worry about Baby-5 being tricked away by others was very appealing!

He'd wanted to abscond with this little girl for quite some time now.

Furthermore, possessing a Magic Weapon would significantly increase his own power.

No matter how he thought about it, this was a mutually beneficial and harmless proposition.

So, the next day, he decisively brought Baby-5 into his room.

"Do you need the room cleaned? I'll go get the mop right away,"

Abel, slightly embarrassed, quickly held onto the little girl. "I didn't call you here for that."

Baby-5, her big, bright eyes blinking at Abel, suddenly seemed to understand something. She quickly took a stack of Berries out of her pocket and handed it to him.

"It's not to borrow money either."

Abel struggled to push the money back, his face starting to stiffen.

So in her eyes, he was now a vagabond who tricked her out of money?

"What on earth have I been asking Baby-5 to do all this time?!"

"Damn!"

Abel began to scrutinize his past actions, filled with profound regret.

"Oh, the clothes from the past few days haven't been washed yet."

He glanced at the eager-looking little girl but steeled himself against giving in to her expectation.

"Listen, I called you here today to ask you something serious."

Abel immediately put on a serious face, indicating that he was in earnest, which caused Baby-5 to tilt her head inquisitively, asking, "What's the matter?"

"What would you say if I wanted you to become my exclusive weapon?"

When he spoke these words with utmost seriousness, Baby-5 froze on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning.

Abel's exclusive weapon?!!!

So he needed her that much!

"Ex-ex-exclu-me-me-me."

No one had ever spoken to her with such impact, causing her mind to short-circuit, a blush creeping up her face like an apple, she could hardly even finish her sentence.

Seeing her like this, Abel immediately stepped forward, placing his strong hands on her shoulders, providing her a sense of security.

"Calm down, tell me, would you truly be willing?"

"Becoming my exclusive weapon means your life will be in my hands, and you won't be able to escape."

"And the promise I can make to you is that I, Gustavus Abel, will never abandon you! You will fight beside me until death parts us!"

Looking into Abel's sincere eyes, Baby-5 initially panicked, but then, miraculously, she began to calm down.

Then she realized that her face was streaming with tears.

He would never abandon her... until death parts them.

This was the first time anyone had spoken to her with such seriousness.

It wasn't a deception, it wasn't perfunctory, and it wasn't a joke.

She wanted to accept but was hampered by her own insecurity. In the end, all she could do was cry and ask, "Can I really? If I don't do well, will you discard me like my mother did?"

Her words tugged at Abel's heartstrings, and he pulled her head into his chest, gently patting her back.

Speaking in possibly the most gentle tone he'd used in his life, he said, "Ah, I believe in you. I promise you, no matter what happens, I will never abandon you."

"Wu wu wu wa. ah."

Unable to hold back any longer, Baby-5 began to cry, as if trying to let out all the grievances she had held inside.

The more sensitive the child, the more capable they are of sensing the good and evil in the people around them.

Baby-5 had always understood that Doflamingo's 'need' for her was to use her as a tool, not as the family he often spoke of.

Thus, she had never truly opened her heart to him.

Perhaps Doflamingo didn't care about these things either.

However, the words Abel had just spoken to her were full of sincerity, concern, and responsibility.

He genuinely regarded her as a companion!

And it was this realization that had her crying so intensely.

After some time, Baby-5's cries eventually subsided, and Abel cautiously laid her down on the bed.

Perhaps because she had held in so much for so long and cried so intensely, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Abel didn't want to wake her, so he let her sleep.

But when he tried to leave, the little girl gripped one of his fingers tightly, her face revealing a distressed expression as though she was having a nightmare.

Seeing this, Abel could only sigh inwardly and stay by her side, humming a comforting tune.

It was unclear whether it was Abel's presence or the comforting melody that calmed her, but Baby-5's distress gradually faded, and her breathing became steady and peaceful.

By the time Baby-5 woke up again, it was already dark.

"I think I had a strange dream."

She could no longer remember most of the dream, only the warm sunlight on her skin, the soothing sound of wind chimes, and her hand being held as they walked through a golden wheat field.

The environment constantly changed as they walked on, but the one constant was the hand holding hers.

Then she saw Abel, who had fallen asleep by the bed, and their hands still tightly clasped together.

Just waking up and still a bit groggy, the young girl remembered the events that had transpired earlier and couldn't help but break into a silly grin.

"From now on, I'll be Abel's exclusive weapon~"

"I wonder what it feels like to be held in Abel's hand, is it like now? Warm and secure~"

"Perhaps... this is what they call happiness."

"Stop grinning like a fool. I'm starving waiting for you to wake up."

The young girl startled awake, only to find that Abel had already opened his eyes, a teasing smile gracing his face as he watched her.