The Celestial Dragon's Most Loyal Servant

In the distance, Ross and his companions slowly approached the vicinity of the Tree of Knowledge.

Though they appeared leisurely, their group's speed was incredibly fast.

From mere specks in the distance to Spandine's location, it took only a few seconds.

"Saint Ross!!!"

Facing Ross's tall and handsome figure, Spandine slid to his knees and crawled across the ground, leaving a long trail. He stopped kneeling before Ross.

"I am CP9 Director Spandine, the most loyal servant of the Celestial Dragons. It is truly a once-in-a-lifetime honor to witness your majestic presence today."

Such flattery and exaggerated actions drew strange glances from everyone.

Even the CP9 members kneeling to welcome Ross wished they could distance themselves from their superior.

They all knew the nature of Celestial Dragons and, even when working for them, tried to keep their distance, maintaining only superficial respect.

Was Spandine the only one capable of such sycophancy?

However, they finally understood how someone with no strength like Spandine managed to become a CP9 Director.

"Good opportunity!"

As everyone's attention was focused on Ross and Spandine, Olvia's eyes flashed, and she immediately took action.

She strode towards the Tree of Knowledge.

Before returning, she knew Ohara was facing a Buster Call, but she hadn't expected the Marines to arrive so quickly, giving them no chance to evacuate.

Olvia wasn't afraid of death; she feared all their efforts would be in vain.

Even if she died, she wanted to hide the translated Poneglyphs, leaving them for future generations to uncover the secrets the World Government wanted to conceal.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Suddenly, Zany's lazy voice rang out.

Then, before Olvia could run more than a few steps, she felt a heavy blow to her abdomen and stumbled forward.

Before she hit the ground, she suddenly felt a pain in her back, and she was roughly lifted up.

The scenery before her eyes shifted abruptly. When Olvia reacted, she found herself at someone's feet.

After Zany's strike, she had no strength to stand and could only struggle to lift her head.

From her perspective, she could just meet Ross's handsome face.

"Nico Olvia, I've wanted to meet you for a long time."

Ross said with a smile, his gaze sweeping over Olvia.

[Nico Olvia]

[Overall Rating: C+]

Olvia had beautiful long silver hair, slightly tanned skin, a voluptuous figure with a slender waist and long legs, and an overall intellectual aura.

In terms of appearance and figure, Olvia could only be considered upper-class, not comparable to Gion or Stella.

But Olvia possessed an aura of a scholar or professor, a quality extremely rare in the world of pirates, which genuinely stirred Ross.

Perhaps it would be more satisfying to bully someone like her.

"Saint Ross..."

Olvia pursed her lips, despair deep in her eyes.

As a historian, she knew too well what kind of people the Celestial Dragons were.

From their ancestors, the Celestial Dragons were never good people.

Having ruled the world for 800 years, they had committed countless atrocities.

"Saint Ross, you promised you'd spare my mother."

A childish yet stubborn voice rang out, startling Olvia.

"Robin?!"

She looked towards Ross's shoulder in disbelief. Her daughter, Robin, was sitting on a Celestial Dragon?

At that moment, countless questions and speculations overwhelmed her, throwing her heart into chaos.

"I said I would spare her life, with the sole condition that she never research Poneglyphs again. If she's discovered again, she won't be treated so lightly," Ross replied with a smile.

He had too many ways to deal with a weak woman like Olvia; there was no need to rush.

"No! Researching Poneglyphs is my lifelong ambition. You villains, to cover up that history, are willing to launch a Buster Call on Ohara. I will never bow down to you."

Olvia looked at Ross stubbornly, not caring about her own life at all.

In her eyes, no matter what deal Robin had made with Ross, it didn't change her current resolve.

As a mother, Robin held a very important place in her heart.

But that importance depended on who she was compared to. If compared to Poneglyphs, it became insignificant.

"Mom!"

Robin cried out anxiously.

To save Olvia, she had even sacrificed Sauron.

Why...

Why didn't her mother understand...

Was studying Poneglyphs more important than life itself?

"Your will is certainly firm, but if I recall correctly, all your research is contained within the Tree of Knowledge, isn't it?"

Ross smiled and gave Spandine a look.

Spandine, the king of sycophants, understood immediately. He quickly stood up and took a large stack of documents from a nearby CP9 agent.

"Saint Ross! This is the evidence of their research on Poneglyphs!"

"Excellent!"

Ross took the large stack of manuscripts with satisfaction, his evaluation of Spandine rising considerably.

He was beginning to understand why emperors favored sycophants.

With the efficiency of these sycophants, what emperor wouldn't like them?

"Do you want it?"

Ross could clearly feel Olvia's breathing quicken as she looked at the documents in his hand.

These documents were the culmination of all the Historians of Ohara's research on Poneglyphs.

Olvia herself hadn't even seen much of the content within them.

"Oh, right, there's one person who should know all of this."

As Ross spoke, he drew the Platinum Handgun from his back.

BANG!!!

"No!!!" Olvia screamed in terror.

"Grandpa Clover!" Robin wept.

"Doctor! Doctor!" The Historians cried out in panic.

Under everyone's gaze, a bloody hole appeared in Professor Clover's head, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Without any Strength, he stood no chance against Ross's shot.

[B-Rank Kill Completed!]

[Strength +100000]

[Special Reward: Ancient Language (B-Rank)]

This reward was quite good.

Ross nodded with satisfaction and sheathed the Platinum Handgun.

The moment he saw Professor Clover, he knew he had to eliminate him.

The world's authority on history, with his status, even without any Strength, he still had a B- rating.

Ross wasn't about to let anyone else kill such an easy source of experience.

Instantly, a flood of knowledge related to ancient texts surged into Ross's mind.

He could now say, without exaggeration, that his ability to decipher Poneglyphs surpassed even Robin's in the future.

"Why, why did you kill Grandpa Clover!"

Robin desperately tugged at Ross's hair, crying helplessly.

Professor Clover had always been the kindest person to her, undoubtedly the closest thing to family after Olvia.

Sauron was dead, Uncle Viren was dead.

Now, Grandpa Clover was dead too...

But no matter how hard she tried, it was no different than a tickle to Ross.