Chapter 138

After a long while, the two of them finally stepped out of the cabin.

As for their clothes? They had been completely destroyed by Kairos Flint's flames.

Kairos, however, used his Fantasy Slate to conjure new clothes suitable for Hancock and handed them to her.

The power of the Fantasy Slate could bring imagined things into reality.

But for Kairos, this power varied in strength.

The more complex or powerful the imagined object, the more energy it consumed—sometimes even draining him completely.

For example, imagining something like a Super Saiyan bloodline from Dragon Ball was far beyond his reach.

Not that he needed to imagine that anyway—he had his own golden finger and unique path to strength. Power wasn't just about gimmicks for him.

"Lord Kairos," Hancock said in a tender voice, clinging to him like a devoted wife. "My sisters… they're just like me. Could you…"

Who would have thought? The proud Pirate Empress, feared across the seas, now acted like a lovestruck girl before one man.

"Alright," Kairos replied after a moment's thought, retrieving two perfect-grade physical ability crystals and handing them over.

"These should be enough to help them heal and remove their brands."

Though not as powerful as the legendary crystal he gave Hancock earlier, the perfect-grade ones were more than sufficient to restore flesh and remove scars.

"Lord Kairos..." Hancock's eyes welled up with tears.

Honestly, Kairos couldn't quite understand the mind of someone overwhelmed by love.

To him, he was simply acting on impulse, nothing too dramatic.

But in Hancock's eyes, everything he did carried deep meaning—like he had descended from the heavens for her.

Still, he didn't dwell on it.

If you don't understand it, there's no use overthinking. Just accept it.

What mattered was Hancock was completely devoted to him now.

"Alright, go now. Your sisters must be waiting."

Kairos reminded her with a smile.

After all, they had been caught up in their own world for quite some time.

That last ability crystal he gave her had restored all her lost stamina, which led to... well, him raising his "spear" again and charging in relentlessly.

Hancock had begged for mercy over and over.

Time passed swiftly.

"Lord Kairos… do you not want me to be your concubine?"

Suddenly, Hancock's voice trembled with emotion.

Kairos winced. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Why would you say that?" he asked, puzzled.

"You told me to go back to my sisters… Isn't that because you want me to leave? But I want to stay by your side…"

Kairos's brain nearly short-circuited.

Was he… accidentally kidnapping the Queen of Amazon Lily?

If the people of Daughter Island heard about this, it would cause an uproar.

"Of course I don't want to let you go," he said quickly.

"But you're the ruler of a nation. Amazon Lily needs your guidance. Be good, don't be stubborn. Just wait for me—I'll come to you on Daughter Island."

Kairos gently coaxed her like one would a child, patting her head to soothe her.

If he didn't reassure her now, her love-crazed mind might run wild with all sorts of dangerous ideas.

"Okay… I'll listen to Lord Kairos."

Hancock smiled sweetly, showing a level of obedience no one had ever seen before—not even her sisters or the Elder Nyon of Amazon Lily.

Though she didn't want to leave, she returned obediently.

Before she left, Kairos gave her one last instruction:

"Hancock—dress more conservatively from now on."

After all, she was his woman. He didn't want other men seeing her dressed like that.

He wasn't overly possessive, but some things were non-negotiable.

"I understand," Hancock replied with a happy gleam in her eyes.

To her, it just meant he cared.

She made a silent decision—after going back, she would dress more modestly.

As for her previous clothes? She'd keep them, but only wear them again when Kairos came to visit.

With Hancock gone, Kairos returned to his ship.

As soon as he stepped aboard, Nami greeted him with a teasing smile.

"What, you didn't bring that little sister back with you?"

She obviously knew what had happened—it had taken him far too long to return for her not to notice.

Claiming nothing happened would be laughable.

Kairos didn't bother hiding anything.

"I'll deal with you later," he said, shooting her a playful glare.

She was clearly itching for attention.

But first, he had to deal with more pressing matters—his body upgrade.

Hancock had distracted him long enough.

He entered his room aboard the Mythic Sky and pulled out seven epic-grade body crystals.

Without hesitation, he tossed them into his mouth one by one.

They melted immediately, and waves of warmth surged through his body.

The transformation began.

He could feel his body growing stronger—muscles tightening, bones hardening, senses sharpening.

It was an indescribable rush of pleasure, the kind that made every fiber of his being buzz with power.

Eventually, the sensations faded.

Kairos opened his eyes.

As he moved, his body crackled like popping beans—crack-crack-crack—a sign of bones realigning and strength being reborn.

At that moment, his physical form had successfully stepped into the realm of the True God.