The Word "Love" Hurts the Most

Hajrudin, the giant prince with countless broken bones, lay sprawled on the ground, watching helplessly as Lily coughed up blood and collapsed. Her vivid blood slowly trickled right before his eyes.

The world in Hajrudin's eyes abruptly turned blood-red.

"Why?!"

"Why am I so weak?!"

Amid overwhelming fury, Hajrudin, his eyes brimming with tears, rose to his feet again and roared madly at the sky.

A violent surge of Conqueror's Haki erupted, sweeping out in all directions.

Blood covered the ground, ruin stretched as far as the eye could see, and the love of his life had been taken from him...

Eyes red and bloodshot, Hajrudin charged madly at that demon, heedless of his life.

Lily was dead. He no longer cared about his own life.

Even if he died, he would tear a chunk of flesh from that bastard demon!!

At that moment, Hajrudin—the mixed-blood prince carrying the bloodline of Harald, King of the Giants—ignited his kingly potential amid his towering rage.

Dorry and Brogy stared wide-eyed as Hajrudin, that mixed-blood prince, awakened Conqueror's Haki.

Damn it!

Decades of earnest training could not compare to losing one's love in a single day.

Hajrudin had spent decades trying to catch up to his genius younger brother Loki, yet he had never amounted to much in training. He had remained the same useless trash as ever.

Yet who could have imagined that, for a woman he had known for less than two and a half years, he would unleash such explosive power and even awaken Conqueror's Haki?

It seemed that his pursuit of strength and his unwillingness to accept Loki's superiority had been far outweighed by his love for a woman.

The next moment, before Dorry and Brogy's stunned eyes—

Little Oars Jr., the giant with shattered leg bones, also rose