Chapter 75: Secret Affairs

After slightly guiding Robin for a bit, Rosse took Gion and left.

However, before leaving, he still fulfilled the previously uncompleted promise and branded his exclusive Hoof of the Soaring Dragon on the inside of Robin's right forearm.

Each family's Hoof of the Soaring Dragon had slight differences, which also made it easier to identify which family the slave belonged to. The Jaygarcia family's mark had a slightly smaller circle in the middle of the Celestial Dragon Hoof, and the outer ring had a unique texture.

And Rosse's exclusive mark was a sea-blue Hoof of the Soaring Dragon infused with his ability, something he had refined after mastering "Hearing the Sea" into a special power.

The effect of his Hoof of the Soaring Dragon was equivalent to a Vivre Card; at super long distances, he could sense the general direction; if close, he could sense the specific location, and could even hear and see the situations happening near the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon.

If there was one flaw, it was that with his current ability, the special effect of the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon could only last one year and needed to be reapplied every year.

But as his strength and Devil Fruit development grew, the duration would also increase accordingly.

"Master...", Robin looked at the mark on her forearm with a complicated expression, and for some reason, there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

From now on, she would be Rosse's slave.

And every time she used her Devil Fruit ability in the future, this mark would appear on both her arms; even if she wore long sleeves to cover it, it would be completely useless.

When she destroyed everything Olvia had, she would definitely make Rosse pay the price.

Everything Rosse had done to her, she would return in full.

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"That girl seems a bit off," After leaving, Gion suddenly said.

She was a pure warrior, but that didn't mean her observational skills were poor.

After consuming the Vampire Fruit, all her senses had greatly improved.

Robin's emotional concealment was mediocre at best, how could it escape her eyes?

"It's normal. After all, she's just been through so much. If she wasn't acting off, I wouldn't have kept her," Rosse said with a grin.

"As long as you know," Gion showed a strange smile and didn't say more.

Just by hearing it, she knew this was part of Rosse's twisted sense of pleasure. She could only silently mourn for Robin in her heart.

To end up with Rosse as a master, there probably wouldn't be any good days ahead.

As they walked, the two arrived at the place where Olvia resided.

But before even entering, Gion sensed who was inside and immediately said, "Lord Rosse, Stella told me earlier where the bathing area is, I'll go clean up first."

If Rosse took her inside, today would be another flood like the last.

After being handled by Rosse a few times, Gion both loved and feared it.

"Then go to the master bedroom. I'll find you after I'm done here," Rosse instantly saw through Gion's thoughts, but he wasn't in a rush for this kind of thing.

Taking it slow was also a kind of pleasure.

After hugging Gion, Rosse turned and entered Olvia's residence.

After not seeing her for half a year, he found himself craving again.

Not long after entering, harmonious sounds of rhythm and melody began to echo within the residence.

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Only after a full hour did Rosse stand up, fully satisfied.

Looking at Olvia lying on the bed with flushed skin and fingers too weak to move, Rosse chuckled lightly, "These days you haven't done anything extra, I'm very pleased."

"When... cough cough... when can I see the new... cough cough... Poneglyph...?", Olvia gave two dry coughs, and crystal-clear saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, but she didn't care at all, her eager gaze staring straight at Rosse.

As long as she could study the Poneglyph, what had just happened didn't matter at all...

"Whatever you want to know, I can just tell you directly. There's no need to read the Poneglyphs," Rosse gently caressed Olvia's cheek, feeling a strong resistance emanating from her body.

But the more resistance there was, the more fascinating it became.

Especially when this woman full of resistance kept trying to convince and hypnotize herself.

"No, only the contents recorded in the Poneglyphs are the truest contents," Olvia stubbornly shook her head. What she wanted was the most authentic history, not the world government's history as recited by Rosse.

The ancient script was now lost, and the content recorded on those stone tablets was recognized by historians as true history.

"Whatever, I'm in a good mood today. I'll have a Poneglyph delivered to you tomorrow," Rosse didn't say anything more. These history researchers, more or less, all had their own obsessions.

What he wanted was for Olvia to independently recognize the truth as something she saw for herself.

The Poneglyphs recorded the true history?

How ridiculous. Wasn't it possible that the ancient script on those stone tablets was fabricated by another group with a biased version of history?

Also, the World Government had existed for 800 years. That period of history wasn't even a gap, it was just the rise of the World Government.

People now couldn't understand ancient script, and the World Government didn't have any inheritance of it? How could that be possible?

But Rosse was happy that Olvia had this kind of thought. Otherwise, he'd have to think of ways to make her accept the history they fabricated.

The current situation was just perfect.

Feeling physically and mentally comfortable, Rosse left Olvia's residence and returned to his own palace.

The palace layout hadn't changed at all since he left. In the front hall stood a massive glass tank, within which four beautiful mermaids with graceful figures swam elegantly, like elves of the undersea world.

When Rosse returned, Gion had already changed into a silky, pinkish loungewear outfit that clung softly to her tall and well-proportioned figure, outlining alluring curves that sparked endless imagination.

She stood quietly in front of the glass tank, curiously watching and admiring the mermaids dancing inside.

"First time seeing mermaids?"

Rosse strolled up behind Gion and hugged her body from behind.

"Not really, but the previous times I saw them weren't quite like this," Gion leaned gently back, letting herself rest in Rosse's arms.

She had never been to Fishman Island. It was only on this trip to the New World that she saw a few ugly creatures with fish heads and human bodies.

"What's the difference? Don't they all have a head, a body, and a tail?", Rosse shook his head with a laugh. He didn't think the mermaids he kept at home were any different from those outside.

Only when he came back were the mermaids locked back into the glass tank. When he was gone, they could live in the family's lake, eating well and drinking well every day. As long as their demands weren't excessive, he could meet them all.

He wasn't a good person, but he wasn't stingy with a little money either.

If you want the horse to run, you've got to let it eat more grass.

"But they're completely different from what I've seen before. Aren't fishmen supposed to have fish heads and human bodies, looking incredibly ugly?"

Gion slightly furrowed her brows, a confused expression appearing on her face. Her puzzled yet unusually adorable eyes made Rosse chuckle uncontrollably.

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