Chapter 122: This Is Really The Last Time
After the Demon King of Songs was destroyed, the Red Hair Pirates didn't celebrate at all.
Instead, they looked at Caelan with nervous, surprised expressions.
"Hey, shouldn't you worry about yourself?"
Shanks looked at Caelan with a grave expression.
After delivering that final blow, Caelan's body began to crumble. His entire form looked like shattered ceramic, reeking of decay and impending death.
Borsalino and Aokiji landed on the island with a group of Vice Admirals. They stayed silent, simply watching Caelan quietly.
As if mourning.
This man had sacrificed his life to destroy the demon that threatened the world. It was hard to believe.
But with Caelan's death, the World Government and Navy would no longer need to be so wary.
Nami, Robin, and the other women had tears in their eyes, unable to understand why Caelan would do something so foolish.
Saving the world was important, but to them, Caelan being alive mattered more.
Uta, who had been saved by Caelan, also had tears in her eyes.
Ten years ago, she had accidentally summoned the Demon King and destroyed an entire country. Back then, Shanks had taken all the blame for her.
Now, she had summoned the Demon King again, and Caelan had sacrificed himself for her.
Guilt, self-blame, and a flood of mixed emotions surged in her heart.
Hey, you guys didn't really think I'd die, did you?
Looking at everyone's different expressions, Caelan was speechless.
He was not the type to sacrifice himself to save the world.
"Relax, it's just a fatal injury."
"Oh, right. Uta, remember when I said I wanted to invite you to be my crewmate? Are you willing?"
As Caelan felt his body begin to collapse, he spoke with a strange calmness, as though he had transcended life and death.
"Yes! Of course I'm willing!"
Uta grabbed Caelan's hand, but the moment she did, his hand crumbled like clay. Tears streamed from her eyes.
"I'm glad you agreed. Just don't regret it."
Caelan spoke as if it were nothing, and confirmed again.
"I'll never regret it. I'll take good care of your crew!"
Uta cried as she spoke, her tone sincere and unwavering.
You'll take care of my wife and kids? Should I be worried...?
Caelan found it a bit strange hearing that, but since Uta agreed, he was satisfied.
"Let me handle the crew. That includes you too."
Caelan smiled lightly as he spoke.
"Huh!?"
A bunch of question marks popped into everyone's minds.
You're already turning into dust, and now you're saying you'll take care of the crew? Are you going to do that as a ghost?
Just then, when only half of Caelan's head remained, the Twelve Labours activated!
Black smoke burst from Caelan's body, covering the area around him.
In the dim light, Caelan's body began rapidly healing. His limbs and torso were restored.
As if time had reversed, his body was completely reconstructed.
Everyone gasped sharply, completely shocked.
He was literally about to turn to ash. How the hell did he come back like that?
"Just as I thought."
Caelan moved his body and took stock of the changes.
With his resurrection, all of his states were refreshed. Even Karna's Noble Phantasms had reset.
In other words, he could still launch more attacks.
Without wasting any time, the revived Caelan sprang into action again.
He wasn't going to let the Golden Lion in the sky get away.
The Golden Lion was already over 10,000 meters away, and only a vague trace of divine spear energy lingered in the air.
But that didn't matter. The power of an EX-rank Noble Phantasm was beyond imagination.
"O' Sun, Become Armor!"
"O' Sun, Abide to Death!"
Caelan's voice was solemn as he chanted again.
To everyone's numb astonishment, he once more poured all his vitality into the divine spear.
That golden spear of lightning that destroyed everything reappeared in the world.
This time, the target was the Golden Lion in the sky, 10,000 meters away.
Even if he couldn't lock on precisely, he'd just destroy the entire area.
With the Spear, another fatal blow was launched.
Before anyone could react, a golden line slashed across the sky.
With that one strike, the sky within a one-kilometer radius shattered like glass.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, a second sun exploded in the sky, lingering for a long time.
The legendary pirate, the Golden Lion, was struck by Caelan from 10,000 meters away.
Or rather, the very sky he occupied had been obliterated.
But no one had the time or interest to marvel at this miracle. All eyes remained fixed on Caelan.
The next moment.
In front of everyone's shocked expressions, Caelan's breath of life disappeared again.
But this time, no one believed he was truly dead.
Sure enough, as black smoke rose once more…
In everyone's monster-like gaze, Caelan's shattered body reversed again through time, returning to its complete form.
"Very nice. Feels good."
Caelan stretched out and looked completely relaxed.
"Who did you just target?"
Beckman had a guess in mind, but still found it hard to believe.
Targeting the sky? Only the Golden Lion, with the Float-Float Fruit, would be up there.
But the distance was just too great. It was hard to imagine anyone capable of attacking from so far.
"The Golden Lion. After the mess he made in the East Blue, I couldn't let him get away."
Caelan answered casually, not caring much.
"To die under such a miracle is a worthy end."
Beckman sighed, accepting the Golden Lion's fate.
No one doubted Caelan's words. The power of those two attacks was still fresh in their minds.
Everyone was stunned. Those two blows had transcended everything.
But with that awe came many doubts.
Anyone could tell that this technique came at the cost of a life.
Wasn't it reckless to use such a devastating method twice in a row?
Or maybe, to Caelan, this move wasn't a taboo at all.
"Can you do it again?"
After a long silence, Borsalino finally asked the question on everyone's mind.
"After all, it's a skill that costs one's life. This was truly the last time."
Caelan shook his head, clearly regretful.
Though the Noble Phantasm was powerful, it consumed one life with each use. He had already burned through two of his twelve lives and needed time to recover.
Until then, he wasn't planning to use the Vasavi Shakti again.
He was a cautious person. Having at least ten lives gave him peace of mind.
"Haha, yeah right."
Borsalino's mouth twitched, clearly not buying Caelan's claim.
Two uses, and he used them so casually?
He still remembered how Caelan had pretended to be dead during their fight on Sabaody Archipelago.
That memory was still fresh in his mind.
But at least back then, Caelan still had an intact body. It made sense he could come back.
This time, he had literally turned into ash… and yet he was still alive?
(To be continued.)
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Chapter 123: Intimidated
How many lives does Caelan have? How many times can he unleash such a devastating attack?
Not only were the Marines under Borsalino and Aokiji curious, but even the Red Hair Pirates led by Shanks were extremely concerned.
But Caelan wasn't going to tell them. And they couldn't force him to.
What if he got annoyed and turned that divine spear on them?
"Caelan, the Golden Lion is dead, and Tot Musica's been dealt with. How about we head somewhere else and have a proper drink?"
Shanks laughed heartily.
Caelan wasn't just a rare hero, he had also saved Uta. Showing some appreciation was only right.
"No problem. I'd be glad to." Caelan nodded without hesitation. Shanks was someone he had to interact with eventually regarding Uta anyway.
Soon, the two groups boarded their respective ships.
It was worth mentioning that Uta's other adoptive father, Gordon, had survived and boarded the Red Hair Pirates' ship.
He had been knocked out by the Golden Lion while trying to protect Uta, and was later shielded during the chaos. Aside from being a bit shaken, he was unharmed.
As for Uta, she boarded Caelan's ship.
Though Caelan couldn't quite figure out what was going on in her head, he was happy to let it happen.
Before long, Caelan and Shanks departed, leaving the Marines behind in Elegia to record the incident.
The Marines looked extremely displeased. They clearly didn't want two major forces interacting like this.
But they had no way to stop either Caelan or Shanks. All they could do was watch them leave.
"If those two team up, it's going to be a serious problem."
Aokiji rubbed his forehead, visibly troubled.
Either force alone was already more than the World Government could handle.
Put them together, and the consequences were hard to imagine.
"Actually, it's not worth worrying so much. We can't do anything about Caelan on our own anyway, so adding the Red Hair Pirates to the mix doesn't really change much."
Borsalino adjusted his sunglasses with a nonchalant look.
The phrase "Give up, and the world opens up" suited his mindset perfectly.
Caelan's divine spear that annihilates everything was an unmatched force, no matter how you looked at it.
Let the Five Elders and Fleet Admiral Sengoku deal with this kind of problem.
Aokiji didn't respond to Borsalino's cavalier words.
As the successor Sengoku had pinned his hopes on, he couldn't afford to start slacking off like Borsalino.
But… what Borsalino said did have a point.
Sigh…
Aokiji sighed heavily, feeling an indescribable sense of melancholy.
"Let's head back and report the situation."
Borsalino took a video Den Den Mushi from an intelligence officer and entered the warship to write up his report.
Aokiji remained on deck, staring out into the distance.
Sometimes, he wondered if he should seriously consider Caelan's invitation.
Staying with the World Government and becoming Caelan's enemy felt hopeless.
After all, Caelan hadn't done anything bad. He had defeated countless pirates, and the two major crises in the East Blue were both resolved by him.
"Kuzan, Kuzan, what are you even thinking about?"
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku thinks so highly of you. So many people in the Navy are counting on you to lead change. How can you be thinking like that?"
Aokiji shook his head, trying to banish the thought.
Now, he was also entertaining the idea of reforming the Navy from within.
It wasn't that he thought he was more capable than Sengoku, but people like Sengoku and the other doves were already influencing the Navy's direction behind the scenes.
Under such circumstances, meaningful reform was at least something to hope for.
Well… as long as nothing unexpected happened—
…
In the Holy Land of Mariejois, inside Pangaea Castle, the Five Elders sat upright, their expressions grim as they stared at the video Den Den Mushi in front of them.
A Marine intelligence officer aboard the warship was broadcasting the events at Elegia in real time.
The strike that tore through the center of Elegia… the spear that pierced the heavens… these scenes deeply shook hearts that hadn't known fear in centuries.
"Did you see that? Those two attacks…"
Saint Nasujuro gripped the First Generation Kitetsu, his hands trembling slightly.
"It was like a miracle. Absolutely terrifying."
Saint Saturn's eyes were dark, still immersed in the shocking footage, unable to recover.
One strike had destroyed Tot Musica and split Elegia in half.
Another shattered the sky and caused a second sun to appear.
"Is he the Sun God Nika?"
Saint Warcury stared at Caelan's tall figure, unable to suppress his thoughts.
It wasn't strange for him to think this. Caelan's performance had been too close to the myth of the Sun God.
However, according to their intel, the Nika Fruit had already been eaten by Straw Hat Luffy. Moreover…
Even during the war 800 years ago, the previous Nika—Joy Boy—had never demonstrated such overwhelming power.
"In terms of sheer destructive power… it might even surpass the Three Ancient Weapons."
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter rubbed his temple, completely puzzled.
Pluton was said to be capable of destroying an island with a single shot, and that was nearly identical to the power Caelan had just shown.
What was even more terrifying was that Caelan was a free, autonomous individual—unbound by any nation or law, and impossible to monitor.
At this point, Caelan was effectively a human-shaped, mobile ancient weapon.
"What if he aimed that thing at Mariejois?"
Saint Nusjuro asked, stroking his chin cautiously.
"He wouldn't dare!"
Saint Saturn roared, but his confidence quickly faltered.
Because Caelan really would dare.
He had always been reckless and had never shown even the slightest respect for the World Government.
Bombarding Mariejois was definitely within the realm of possibility for him.
The Five Elders looked at each other, already imagining a future where Mariejois was laid to waste.
The Celestial Dragons would surely perish. Even they, with their supposed immortality, could not be certain of surviving.
Tot Musica, a creature with terrifying regeneration, had still been completely obliterated by a single strike from that God Slayer Spear.
There was no guarantee the five of them would fare any better.
"We're finished…"
The Five Elders were furious, but also overwhelmed by dread. They didn't even dare to picture the scene too clearly.
Before, Caelan killing two Celestial Dragons hadn't been a big deal. Mariejois raised so many of them, and many died every year.
If not for the need to uphold the dignity of the World Government, they wouldn't have even bothered getting angry.
Back then, although Caelan was strong, he wasn't frightening. If the five of them acted together, they were confident they could kill him.
But now, Caelan truly had the strength to flip the entire board.
They had no choice but to remain on high alert.
"This is far too serious. We must report this to Lord Imu!"
The Five Elders exchanged glances, then grabbed the video Den Den Mushi and rushed off to find Imu.
In the Room of Flowers.
Imu silently put down the Den Den Mushi after watching the video.
That kind of power rivaled even the weapon in his possession.
"Quietly relocate some of the Celestial Dragons to a new residence."
"And also… build me a new palace."
Imu's voice was low and emotionless.
"Yes, Lord Imu."
The Five Elders looked at each other, understanding what he truly meant.
Seeing that even Imu was intimidated by Caelan's might, the Five Elders were deeply shaken.
This man… had just made someone who hadn't shown fear for centuries feel threatened.
But they understood.
No one would want to be hit by a divine spear that erased everything.
That night, the terrified Five Elders moved in secret, under the cover of darkness.
(To be continued.)
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Chapter 124: You're Better Off With Me
While the World Government was still busy dealing with matters related to Caelan, the banquet between Caelan and the Red Hair Pirates was just about to begin.
Before the festivities started, Uta hesitated several times, but finally walked up to Shanks and Gordon.
"I'm sorry, Gordon. I destroyed Elegia."
"Shanks, thank you for everything you've done for me, but I'm not worthy of it."
Uta's eyes were red as she spoke painfully.
Shanks was glad to see his daughter finally understand him, but he didn't like seeing her looking so downcast.
Gordon felt the same. After raising Uta for ten years, he didn't just see her as a daughter—she was the future of Elegia.
"Tot Musica is a demon that Elegia has guarded against for generations. Even if it wasn't you, someone else with the Sing-Sing Fruit could have summoned it."
"I've never blamed you. In fact, none of this was your fault. How could a seven-year-old girl who simply loved to sing possibly destroy Elegia on her own?"
Gordon shook his head and spoke gently.
When that red-haired girl declared ten years ago that "singing is innocent," he had already come to terms with it.
The seven-year-old Uta had never been the real culprit behind Elegia's destruction. The Demon King of Songs that bewitched her was the true enemy.
"But… the former music capital was destroyed because of me…"
Tears welled up again in Uta's eyes, and her heart remained heavy.
"If you still can't let it go, then come with me. Travel the world, and let your singing be heard."
"Maybe, out there, you'll find your answer."
Shanks gently patted her head as he spoke.
"Go see the world…"
Uta murmured softly, light beginning to return to her tear-filled eyes.
"If you're going to travel, you should be with me."
While Uta was lost in thought, Caelan's voice rang out.
He was glad to see Shanks and Uta reconcile.
But still, Uta, you're better off with me.
"You may be trustworthy, but Uta should come with me."
Shanks replied seriously, his tone stern.
He looked at Caelan with clear wariness. The man's intentions were written all over his face.
"That won't do. I truly appreciate Uta's singing. I've decided to choose her."
"And besides, it should be Uta's choice."
Caelan smiled, not backing down in the slightest.
Appreciate her singing?
"True. Uta has grown up. Letting her decide for herself is better."
Shanks laughed heartily and agreed with Caelan.
He wasn't the type of overprotective father who would cling to his daughter's choices. He would respect her decision.
"So, Uta, who will you go with?"
Caelan looked at Uta and asked with a smile.
Uta hesitated for a moment, then walked toward Shanks.
"Haha! Uta chose me after all!"
Shanks laughed proudly.
For many fathers, having their daughter reject some guy trying to take her away was a dream come true.
But before he could fully enjoy the moment, Uta's next words hit him like a brick.
"Sorry, Shanks!"
"I promised Caelan I'd be his partner… and I want to see the new world he described."
Uta bowed to Shanks as she declared her choice.
Caelan may have pretended to be dying to fool her, but he had truly saved her. He was the one who destroyed Tot Musica and stopped it from doing more harm.
"…I respect your choice."
Shanks' smile stiffened, but he nodded in understanding.
"Haha, Uta, you've made the right choice!"
Right in front of Shanks, Caelan pulled Uta into his arms and laughed without shame.
Uta blushed and tried to wriggle free from Caelan's arms.
"You've gone too far!"
Shanks' face darkened, his chest tightening.
Did this guy know how much psychological damage he was inflicting on a father who cared deeply about his daughter?
"Let's drink!"
Shanks muttered through clenched teeth.
He was heartbroken and needed some serious alcohol to drown his sorrows.
Glug, glug, glug!
But even after a few gulps, Shanks didn't feel any better.
And he had no one to blame but the guy across from him—Caelan.
"Caelan, this one's great, you have to try it!"
"This roast meat is really good, have a bite!"
"This grilled fish is excellent too, want some?"
…
Caelan was surrounded by Nami and the other girls, all doting and caring, feeding him left and right.
What annoyed Shanks the most was that Uta, as if possessed, was also blushing and carefully offering food to Caelan.
Glug, glug, glug!
The bitter wine burned as it went down his throat, scalding his chest.
Shanks' eyes nearly turned red with frustration.
The other members of the Red Hair Pirates didn't look much better. They all saw Uta as their daughter too.
And now, watching this scoundrel Caelan? Their faces were filled with barely restrained hostility.
"Caelan! Let's drink! The new King of the Sea lives up to his name!"
Beckman raised a massive mug and chugged it in one go.
"Let's go!"
Caelan didn't back down and drained his cup in one shot.
The rest of the Red Hair Pirates were like sharks scenting blood. They raised their mugs and began challenging Caelan one by one.
Caelan accepted every drink.
After a few rounds, even the Red Hair Pirates, who prided themselves on their drinking ability, had to admit Caelan was built differently.
"Caelan, your tolerance is insane!"
Shanks gritted his teeth but gave a reluctant thumbs-up.
Not only had this man taken his daughter, now even his pride in drinking had been crushed.
His masculine pride was being mercilessly trampled.
"You flatter me, really!"
Caelan waved his hands modestly, but the smug grin on his face stretched all the way to the sky.
"Quit pretending! Another round!"
Shanks snapped, raising his mug once again.
"Bring it on. I'm not afraid!"
…
…
…
The next morning, just as the sun rose.
After the banquet ended, the two crews finally prepared to part ways.
"Caelan, take good care of Uta!"
Shanks placed a firm hand on Caelan's shoulder and spoke seriously.
"Don't worry. Uta's mine. I'll take good care of her."
Caelan patted his chest and responded with a solemn promise.
"Hey! She's just a crewmate! Watch your mouth!"
Shanks shot him a fierce glare, his heart breaking all over again.
"Don't worry, old man. It's bound to happen sooner or later."
Caelan patted Shanks on the shoulder, then turned and leapt onto the Wind Rider.
"You…!"
Shanks' face turned dark, veins bulging. He wanted to curse.
This guy had no shame at all. He didn't even bother to pretend anymore!
Just as he was about to warn Uta about Caelan's true colors, the Wind Rider shot off like an arrow from a bow.
"Goodbye, Shanks. If you have something to say, we'll talk next time!"
Caelan's voice echoed from the sky, blocking off Shanks' words.
"…Goodbye, Caelan. Goodbye, Uta."
In the end, Shanks could only wave and say farewell to the man who had just stolen his daughter.
(To be continued.)
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Chapter 125: Lucky Lancer
At noon, the sun blazed brightly overhead.
A thousand-meter-long giant shark once again towed the Wind Rider through the Calm Belt.
From the East Blue, they returned to the Grand Line.
On deck, Uta gazed out at the sea, mesmerized by the magnificent scenery.
Nojiko was the same. Both of them were filled with curiosity about the journey ahead.
"It feels like a dream," Nojiko whispered softly, her heart full of wonder.
The experiences of the past two days had been overwhelming.
First, she was rescued by Caelan in Cocoyasi Village. Then she boarded the ship and witnessed Caelan's terrifying power as he destroyed both the Demon King of Songs and the Golden Lion.
Finally, she even attended a banquet alongside a Yonko crew.
Everything was completely new to her.
But compared to everyone else on the ship, she couldn't help but feel a little useless.
"Sis, what are you thinking about?" Nami hugged Nojiko and asked gently.
She was genuinely happy to have her sister on board. From now on, the people closest to her were together, and there was nothing more reassuring.
"I was just thinking… if I'll be a burden to you all," Nojiko said with a strained smile.
"Don't be silly! Two and a half months ago, I was way behind where you are now!"
"As long as you train with us, you'll catch up in no time!"
Nami patted Nojiko on the shoulder and spoke seriously.
She didn't mention "taking care" of Nojiko. That would've felt condescending toward her sister.
She believed that with her sister's determination, and with Caelan's generous teaching of his crew, Nojiko would catch up soon.
"Right!" Nojiko nodded firmly, eyes full of determination.
"Well said. Nami really gets me."
Caelan walked over with a smile and gave Nami a proud pat on the shoulder.
Then he turned to Nojiko.
"But if you really want to catch up, hard work alone isn't enough."
Under Nojiko's shocked gaze, Caelan handed her a strange Devil Fruit.
Even though she'd never left Cocoyasi Village, she knew that this was a rare treasure of the sea—easily worth hundreds of millions of Berries.
"No way. I just joined. I can't accept something so valuable!"
Nojiko quickly waved her hands, embarrassed to accept such a gift without having contributed anything yet.
"Eat it, and you can keep up with us. If you don't eat it, I'll throw you overboard."
Caelan joked casually, a relaxed smile on his face.
Nojiko held the fruit in her hands, still visibly hesitant.
"Sis, just eat it! Caelan gave me mine too. You can repay him later!"
Nami urged her, almost stuffing the fruit into her mouth.
"…Alright!"
Nojiko nodded hard. Without further hesitation, she took a big bite.
Everyone aboard the Wind Rider gathered around to see the new sister's ability.
Then, to everyone's amazement, Nojiko began to float in the air.
With a flick of her finger, the chair she touched also floated beside her.
"So this is a Devil Fruit… it's amazing!"
Nojiko was filled with wonder as she tested her new ability.
"Caelan, what Devil Fruit did you give my sister?"
Nami poked Caelan in the waist, a little curious.
She hadn't asked earlier because she trusted that Caelan would never give his own people anything useless.
He had sold the Bubble Fruit and Giraffe Fruit they previously found. And the better ones, taken from the Celestial Dragons, were divided among the crew.
"That's the Golden Lion's Float-Float Fruit."
Caelan said casually, smiling.
"What!?"
"Didn't the Golden Lion die? How do you have his Devil Fruit?"
All the girls exclaimed in shock, completely unable to believe it.
"When a Devil Fruit user dies, the ability attaches itself to the nearest regular fruit."
"I woke up this morning and found it on the fruit plate next to my bed. Maybe I just got lucky."
Caelan chuckled, looking a little smug.
"There are records about that in books… but your luck is insane!"
Robin muttered, clearly amazed.
The others nodded in agreement, stunned by how lucky Caelan was.
The odds of something like that happening were like a random pirate in a remote village stumbling upon the inheritance of a legendary swordsman and becoming a master overnight.
Stuff like that only happens in fairytales and heroic epics.
"Of course. I've always had good luck."
In truth, even Caelan himself found it unbelievable.
When he woke up and looked at the fruit bowl beside his bed, he spotted an apple that had turned gray and was covered in swirling patterns.
With the Devil Fruit encyclopedia he had taken from the Celestial Dragons, he confirmed it was the Float-Float Fruit.
He had just obtained the Heroic Spirit template of Lancer Karna, which supposedly came with D-rank luck—something that didn't suit him at all.
Lancers were famously unlucky and always died in absurd ways.
He had been a little worried at first, but now it seemed the "Luck A" on his system interface wasn't just false advertising.
From this day forward, he was a "Luck A Lancer!"
"Nami, you don't have to worry about your sister falling behind anymore."
"As a legendary pirate, the Golden Lion's bounty was largely because of that fruit. Anyone who eats it has at least the potential to become an admiral-level powerhouse."
Kalifa looked at Nojiko with open envy in her eyes.
As a former CP9 agent, she was very aware of just how powerful the Float-Float Fruit was.
At this moment, Nojiko also understood how precious the treasure Caelan had given her truly was.
This was the Devil Fruit power of the legendary Golden Lion, a pirate who had once wreaked havoc across the East Blue and remained untouchable by the Marines.
"Thank you, Caelan!"
Nojiko bowed deeply. She was moved by how Caelan had saved her life twice and trusted her so deeply.
"You're welcome. Now that you're on my ship, you better treat me well from now on."
Caelan patted Nojiko's shoulder and said casually.
"Yes! I will!"
Nojiko nodded vigorously, filled with resolve.
She had heard that Caelan liked beautiful women. Maybe she still had a chance to catch his eye.
Judging by how things were going, it wasn't impossible.
"Looks like I really followed the right captain…"
Uta smiled in relief, seeing how generous Caelan was even to newcomers.
Kalifa shot Caelan a resentful glance.
Now it was her turn to be left behind.
"Don't worry. Yours is coming soon."
Caelan patted Kalifa on the shoulder reassuringly.
So far, every woman aboard the Wind Rider had obtained a powerful Devil Fruit—except Kalifa.
Of course, Caelan wouldn't forget his devoted little secretary.
On Punk Hazard, Vegapunk had created a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit based on the Fish-Fish Fruit, Model: Azure Dragon.
That was exactly what Caelan had his sights on.
In Oda's original work, this was the same as Kaido's original fruit.
Rather than letting Momonosuke eat it, it was better to give it to someone on his own crew.
(To be continued.)
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Chapter 126: Lovesickness
It was another sunny day as the Wind Rider continued on its way toward the Sabaody Archipelago.
On the deck, everyone sat in a circle with Uta in the center.
Uta, with her distinctive red-and-white hair, was singing "Fleeting Lullaby" with abandon. The song was gentle and soothing, a melody that seemed to wash away all worries.