Six years later, inside a church in the Sorbet Kingdom,
Kuma, now over five meters tall, sat in the center of the church like a small mountain. Before him stood a line of elderly men and women waiting for their injuries and ailments to be healed.
Thanks to the Paw-Paw Fruit's ability, Kuma had become a renowned priest throughout the Kingdom of Sorbet, beloved by the elderly people who could not afford treatment.
On one of the church benches sat a young man and woman. The young man had his head lowered as he seriously flipped through a Bible with a black cover, while the young woman rested her cheek on one hand and watched him read.
They were Gigue and Ginny, six years later.
Ginny had grown into a graceful young woman. She wore her pink hair short, a white tank top on her upper body, and dark denim shorts below. Such a simple outfit looked exceptionally youthful and lovely on her.
At that moment, she blinked her pale purple eyes and pouted.
"Big Brother Gigue, is that book really so fascinating? You haven't even looked at me once. Am I not pretty?"
Gigue withdrew his gaze and gently rubbed Ginny's head.
"When did our Great Beauty Ginny become so lacking in confidence? The love letters sent to the church lately have piled up nearly as high as Kuma."
"Hmph! Who wants to pay attention to those people? They're like a bunch of flies. They're so annoying!"
As they spoke, Kuma finished his work for the day. He stood and saw the elderly people out of the church, leaving behind a huge translucent red "paw."
Seeing this, Gigue closed the book in his hands and slowly rose from his seat.
Ginny stood as well. Looking at Gigue's tall, straight figure beside her, a strange light flashed in her eyes.
Gigue had just turned fifteen this year, yet he was already 1.9 meters tall, several heads taller than Ginny, who was a few years older than him.
He wore a long white high-collared coat, with a black cross printed over his chest. Its colors were the exact opposite of Kuma's clothes during his time as a Shichibukai.
His messy black hair framed a fair, sharply defined face. His pupils were as black as night, deep like a pair of black holes.
Looking at the transparent paw formed from pain and exhaustion, Gigue spoke softly.
"It's time for this Divine Official to get to work."
He lightly tapped the Bible with a finger. The black cover began to writhe as though it had come alive, forming a small black tornado that surged out and landed in front of the paw.
When the darkness dissipated, an ugly middle-aged man wearing a crown remained in its place. His formerly luxurious clothes were riddled with holes, and he looked utterly miserable.
Seeing the man collapsed on the ground, Ginny cried out.
"King Beckley?!"
Hearing the commotion, Kuma hurried back. When he saw Beckley, he looked completely dumbfounded as well.
Since the pain and exhaustion Kuma ejected with his ability could not naturally dissipate, Gigue had spent the past few years going out to capture scum and making them bear that pain.
Gigue liked to travel at night. Combined with his Dark-Dark Fruit ability, evil men had given him the name Dark Divine Official!
Kuma and Ginny had long grown used to it. Having spent so many years with Gigue, neither of them was still the kind of indiscriminately kindhearted person who showed mercy to everyone.
They simply had not expected Gigue to capture the king of this country this time!
Gigue walked over and stopped beside Beckley. He bent down, placed a hand on Beckley's back, and whispered into his ear.
"All right, put your hand into this paw. Or do you want me to help you?"
To Beckley, Gigue's voice sounded like a devil's whisper. His body trembled like a sieve, and warmth spread through his lower body as a stream of liquid poured out. He had actually wet himself.
A thick stench spread through the air. Gigue frowned in displeasure.
"As a king, you're truly embarrassing."
Beckley forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke in a trembling voice.
"You can't treat me like this! I'm the king of a World Government member nation! Are you trying to bring the Marines here?!"
Gigue merely smiled.
"Yes, I want the Marines to come. Come to think of it, they'll even have to salute me when they see me."
"Nani?! What nonsense are you talking about?!"
"Stop shouting. I deliberately picked Monday. There were quite a lot of people today, so this paw is much bigger than usual. It'll be enough for you to enjoy properly."
Without waiting for Beckley to speak, Gigue applied a little force and shoved him into the paw floating in the air.
"Ah!!!"
A pig-slaughtering scream echoed through the church hall. It continued for a long time before gradually fading away.
Thud!
Beckley, his eyes rolled back, fell to his knees before finally collapsing into a pool of blood mixed with his own urine.
"Tch, you couldn't take it after just a little while? Letting you live comfortably as king for several years was truly too good for you."
Gigue shook his head. With a casual wave, darkness surged forth, swallowing Beckley along with the bloodstains before dissipating into the air.
Ginny moved closer to Gigue, waving away the lingering stench with her hand as she asked,
"Big Brother Gigue, why did you capture that guy?"
Gigue smiled faintly.
"Didn't I just say it? I want the Marines to come."
"Huh? But won't the Marines take his side?"
"Hehe, have you forgotten my surname? Do you think the Marines would dare lay a hand on me?"
"Then what do you mean, Big Brother Gigue...?"
"Of course, I'm having the Marines throw me a grand welcoming ceremony."
Gigue narrowed his eyes as wisps of black smoke rose from his pitch-black hand.
He was going to join the Marines!
After six years, he felt that his strength had reached a bottleneck. If he wanted to continue improving, he needed combat and Haki training.
The Kingdom of Sorbet was simply too weak. It could not satisfy the intensity of battle he needed. The seas were currently surging with great forces, with groups like the Roger Pirates and Whitebeard Pirates rising one after another. It was the perfect time for him to temper himself.
There was also Haki training. By his calculations, this was precisely when Zephyr had transferred into an instructor's role and was teaching his first class of students.
Zephyr's teaching ability was certainly not poor. Unlike Teacher Kaido's unorthodox approach, he was a proper academy-trained instructor.
The future three Logia Admirals had all once been his students. Whether it was Taijutsu or Devil Fruit abilities, all three were at the very top.
Gigue believed that with his talent and Zephyr's guidance, his strength would soon undergo a qualitative leap.
As for his identity, Gigue had considered that long ago. He was not afraid that his actions had been too high-profile, preventing him from joining the Marines or drawing Gurando's attention.
He pulled an envelope from his chest. A line of small gilded words was printed on it.
"Saint Figarland Garling!"
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