The Pirate Profiteer King

The sky island, God's Island.

Thunder God Palace.

Inside the lavish dining hall with ten-meter-high ceilings, crystalline chandeliers hung from the gilded dome, casting warm white light that scattered into tiny specks through the crystals.

The two-year agreement with Mihawk had come due, and Seven was ready to leave the sky island and set sail again.

Setting out to sea at seventeen—textbook protagonist behavior.

To mark the occasion, Seven had specially invited Gan Fall, Calpa, and the sisters Shani and Shalou to a farewell dinner.

Since he hadn't yet decided what kind of ship to build, Seven didn't plan to bring any other Skypieans along.

"Lord Thunder God, will you come back?"

Seven shot Gan Fall a glare. "What, are you planning a restoration?"

"Wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare." Gan Fall shook his head repeatedly. "I'm just a soldier under your command—point where you want me to strike."

A restoration? No way.

A thick thigh like Barzeb Seven's had to be clung to without letting go. The Skypieans were damn lucky to have such a merciful god.

Not only did he help train the Thunder Cloud Guards, but he also provided efficient farming methods, solving the sky island's land shortage problem at once.

"Relax. Once I find a suitable Devil Fruit in the Blue Sea, I'll naturally come back."

Spinning big promises—Seven was a pro at that.

Compared to the races on the Red Line or the seas, Skypieans were actually better suited for eating Devil Fruits, because no matter how high the sea level rose, it could never flood the White Sea ten thousand meters up.

As if something occurred to him, Seven added, "If that sleazy yellow guy comes to steal gold, don't bother with him for now."

Even though Seven's training had boosted the Thunder Cloud Guards' combat power dramatically, and the two standout captains had even awakened Armament and Observation Haki, they still couldn't measure up against Kizaru.

Seven planned to find another chance to fight Kizaru, just to keep the guy from getting any bad ideas.

After all, Shandora's wealth stirred hearts.

As for rebellion after Seven left—with the loyal Thunder Cloud Guards around, it was almost impossible.

The sisters Shani and Shalou, who had received the most guidance from Seven, had unexpectedly become swordsmen. This was closely tied to Seven fusing the training experience of the Thoughtless Sword and becoming a Great Swordsman.

The Thoughtless Sword was, after all, a divine swordsmanship. Even fusing only twenty-five percent of it, Seven still smoothly stepped into the realm of Great Swordsman.

Some said a Great Swordsman had to temper their Paired Saber into a black blade. By that standard, Seven didn't quite qualify.

The Supreme Grade Sword Dream One Heart was ultimately a divine weapon, and Seven's current Armament Haki intensity wasn't enough to season it.

But by the standard of splitting mountains or cleaving seas, Seven could do it with a casual swing.

The sisters Shani and Shalou spoke as if they'd planned it in advance: "Lord, take us with you. We can pour your tea, warm your bed..."

"Next time for sure."

It wasn't time to indulge yet. Seven was going down to find companions, earn points with Devil Fruits, and grow stronger.

Women only slowed down the sword-drawing speed.

"By the way, did you find Enel?"

If they found Enel, Seven wouldn't mind taking the big-eared kid to the Blue Sea, just to keep him from getting another Devil Fruit and causing trouble on the sky island.

Calpa and Gan Fall both shook their heads.

"Lord, we checked Birka. No boy with especially big earlobes."

"Alright. No need to see me off tomorrow."

Seven gave the order. Even though he was used to life and death partings, he still wasn't comfortable with the sadness of goodbyes, let alone crying.

"Lord, we'll take our leave."

"Go ahead."

Ignoring the resentful looks from the sister attendants, Seven flashed back to his bedroom and soaked in the bathtub, ready to clear out his accumulated points.

For two years, Seven had stubbornly refused to lower the price of Sky Island Shells on the Trading Platform.

At first, the platform was full of complaints.

Some even spontaneously formed an alliance targeting pirate users—doubling prices on anything Seven wanted to buy and ignoring everything he sold.

But it didn't matter.

Those two years, Seven had thrown himself into training and fusing the Thoughtless Sword's experience. When did he have time or energy to browse the Trading Platform?

Every month, he listed ten Sky Island Shells, take it or leave it.

That indifferent attitude caused the anti-pirate alliance to disband on its own in less than six months.

Over twenty-four calendar months, Seven had only bought: the [Flying Cape] for 1,000 points and the [Efficient Farming Plan] for 500 points.

[Efficient Planting Plan: 500 points. Scientific ratios and precise management let every inch of soil release its maximum value. Seller's note: Pirate Profiteer King, may Imu whip you every night.]

By stubbornly refusing to lower prices for two years, Seven had scraped together 50,000 points just from selling Sky Island Shells.

As a result, the Pirate World's transmigrant was dubbed the Profiteer King by users from other platform worlds.

"Profiteer King, huh..."

"At least it's a king."

Staring at the 50,000 points sitting in his account, Seven pursed his lips, his face practically glowing with smugness: I've never been this loaded!

But when he saw the prices in the system shop for higher-level applications of the Three Types of Haki, his heart sank.

[Fruit Awakening: 100,000 points]

[Conqueror's Haki Defense: 100,000 points]

[Conqueror's Haki Observation Kill: 50,000 points]

[Observation Haki Future Sight: 50,000 points]

[Observation Haki Telepathy: 20,000 points]

[Armament Haki Internal Destruction: 20,000 points]

The 50,000 points he'd painstakingly saved seemed like a lot, but in truth, they weren't—he couldn't even afford Conqueror's Haki Defense or Fruit Awakening, the ones he wanted most.

Between Conqueror's Haki Defense, Observation Kill, and Future Sight, Seven chose to buy what he could afford.

Rather than wait to save up 100,000 points, it was better to master what he could buy now.

As for choosing between Conqueror's Haki Observation Kill and Observation Haki Future Sight, Seven thought it over briefly and made his decision.

"Buy Conqueror's Haki Observation Kill."

Future Sight had immense strategic value, but for a guy like Seven, whose Three Types of Haki were clearly lopsided, since his points weren't enough to advance them all together, he might as well push Conqueror's Haki to its peak.

Just imagine—

What if an opponent's Observation Haki was ridiculously overpowered?

Seven would unleash Observation Kill, release his Conqueror's Haki aura to control his own presence, disrupt the opponent's mindset, and prevent them from focusing their Observation Haki to predict his moves.

It would be like breaking one of their arms.

With that shift in balance, Seven's Observation Haki, amplified by electromagnetic waves, would really shine.

Once he bought Conqueror's Haki Defense later, Armament Haki might even become optional.

For offense, Ryou couldn't match Haki Coating.

For defense, hardening couldn't beat Conqueror's Haki Defense.

Of course, if he had enough points in the future, Seven would definitely max out Armament and Observation Haki.

But right now, he was broke.

Broke people had to make do.

"Ding, congratulations! You have obtained Conqueror's Haki Observation Kill. Current points balance: 1,688."

Letting out a long breath, Seven looked at his personal panel.

[Barzeb Seven]

[Age 17, Height 2.66 meters]

[Innate Traits: Big Eater, Innate Divine Strength, Iron Balloon]

[Haki: Conqueror's Haki (Haki Coating, Observation Kill), Armament Haki, Observation Haki]

[Items: Dream One Heart, Flying Cape]

[Rumble-Rumble Fruit Abilities: Flash Step, Thunder Dragon, Ten Thousand Thunderbolts, Lightning Metallurgy, Electromagnetic Storm, Super Electromagnetic Cannon]