Elixir of Immortality Bar and the First Visitor

Dimon thought it over and decided not to waste the Elixir of Immortality.

There was only one bottle in total; he couldn't waste it just to satisfy a craving.

His nature was that of a demon, and he had created the Elixir of Immortality himself, so it had no effect on him.

The power of mere ageless immortality was simply one of a demon's innate basic abilities. He had no need to drink it.

Imu possessed similar abilities as well.

Imu could grant others ageless immortality, and her control over it might even surpass Dimon's.

"Come to think of it, could Imu be a demon too?"

Dimon guessed inwardly.

Unfortunately, One Piece had still been ongoing when he transmigrated, so he knew nothing about Imu's true appearance or strength.

As he pondered this, the old man in black robes from before returned, followed by a young and beautiful woman.

"Lord Satan, we have prepared a sacrifice for you!"

The old man dropped to his knees before Dimon as soon as he entered. "This woman is a pure virgin, the Princess of our country. We beg you to accept her. Please, you must avenge us!"

The woman behind him also knelt, her face filled with determination, as though she had already prepared herself to be eaten by a demon.

Dimon: "..."

For a moment, he didn't even know where to begin criticizing this.

After giving her a brief look, this princess of a fallen nation seemed to have only just come of age. Her face was indeed quite pretty, but not stunning enough to take one's breath away.

She could only be considered ordinarily pretty.

"What's your name?"

"Great Lord Satan, my name is Alfred Olsea. I am fourteen this year."

The young princess's voice trembled faintly, and she didn't dare raise her head while answering.

Only fourteen? He had thought she was seventeen or eighteen.

Dimon thought that people in this world certainly looked mature.

"I'm not Satan. My name is Dimon. Calling a demon by the wrong name will bring misfortune upon you. Remember that."

"Yes, Lord Dimon!" Olsea nodded nervously. "Lord Dimon, I am willing to offer my life. I only ask that you avenge my father and the hundred thousand people of our nation!"

"How many of you are left?" Dimon asked curiously.

The Celestial Dragons slaughtered an island every three years. When they held their hunting games, they even had the Marines blockade the entire island.

How had these people escaped?

The old man answered bitterly, "Only thirteen! Lord Dimon, I am Rock, captain of the Chaoyin King's guard. I led my men in risking their lives to protect Her Highness the Princess, and we were lucky enough to escape!"

"Everyone else... is dead!"

"The Marines still refused to let us go. We fled all the way to Hachinosu Island before barely managing to survive!"

"What an irony. Hachinosu Island, a pirate paradise, ended up becoming the refuge that protected us. The Marines do not dare come here lightly."

"Lord Dimon! No matter what you demand, we will agree to it. We only beg you to avenge us!"

Dimon had no interest in hearing about their tragic experiences. If he were invincible, he wouldn't mind helping them get revenge as a matter of convenience.

At the end of the day, they were merely strangers to him.

He had sympathy, but not much.

"There's no need for a sacrifice. What strange misunderstanding do you have about demons? Demons don't eat people either. At least, I don't."

Dimon waved a hand and ordered, "I need a tavern. It doesn't have to be large. Prepare one for me."

The Princess of Chaoyin felt a faint sense of relief. No one wanted to die if they didn't have to.

Old Rock, on the other hand, was overjoyed. He wasn't afraid of the demon making demands; he was afraid the demon would make none.

As long as they served Lord Dimon well, there was hope for revenge!

"Understood, Lord Dimon. I'll make the preparations at once!"

"Your Highness the Princess, please serve Lord Dimon well."

A week later.

A small bar appeared on Hachinosu Island, located in a remote corner of the island.

It wasn't that Rock didn't want to buy a larger building; they simply had no money.

They had been on the run for a year, and all the gold and jewelry they had carried during their escape had long been sold. Now, they could only afford a small house and temporarily convert it into a bar.

As a pirate paradise, Hachinosu Island had countless bars, and those who ran them were all descendants of pirates.

In short, there were hardly any ordinary people on this island. Their ancestors had all once been somebody.

Besides bars, there were casinos, brothels, and every kind of entertainment venue pirates enjoyed.

As a result, Dimon's little bar was utterly inconspicuous.

That day, at noon.

The bar welcomed its first customer.

The visitor was extraordinarily tall, far beyond ordinary men. A pair of white horns grew from his temples, and he wore a sleeveless leather jacket with a spiked kanabo resting on his shoulder.

"A place like this has a bar too?"

Kaido stepped inside. The tiny bar had only three tables.

The moment he entered, a young girl came up to greet him, her voice crisp and clear.

"Welcome, you..."

Tide Sound Little Princess had no choice but to tilt her head up. At only 1.5 meters tall, the man before her seemed like a giant.

Fear appeared on her face as she stammered, "Y-You're Kaido, a member of the Rocks Pirates!"

The man who ruled this island was the Great Pirate Rocks D. Zebek. Everyone on the island recognized him and his principal subordinates.

Naturally, Orsea was no exception.

After all, the wanted posters of those Great Pirates were everywhere. It was impossible not to know them.

Upon hearing Kaido's name, Dimon closed the newspaper behind the bar and looked him over.

"You may leave, Orsea."

"Yes, Lord Dimon."

Tide Sound Little Princess obediently withdrew.

Kaido raised a brow, sniffed the air, and grinned. "You the owner here? I smelled some damn fine liquor outside. Bring out your best."

He walked up to the bar and plopped himself down.

Dimon smiled. "I only have one kind of liquor here. You may have it if you want, but you'll have to pay a sufficient price."

"How much?" Kaido curled his lip. Money was no problem to him. As long as it was good liquor, he did not mind paying an outrageous price.

"One cup of liquor for one Devil Fruit."

"What?" Kaido froze for a moment. "You kidding?"

Even the cheapest Devil Fruit was worth at least one hundred million Beli.

As one of the Rocks Pirates' principal members, his current bounty was only five hundred million.

Kaido's expression darkened. Paying for good liquor was only natural, even for a pirate like him.

But he was no idiot or sucker. What kind of liquor cost one hundred million per cup?

"My liquor costs that much."

Dimon said calmly, "It is called the Wine of Eternal Life. Drink one cup, and you will gain the power of eternal youth and immortality."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Kaido narrowed his eyes.

"It's only natural that you don't believe me. Since you're this bar's first customer, I'll allow you to buy on credit."

Dimon smiled. "You may drink first and pay afterward."

As he spoke, he took out the Wine of Eternal Life from beneath the bar and pulled the wooden cork. The rich fragrance of liquor immediately filled the air.

Caesar could not help swallowing. Just from that scent alone, it had to be an excellent liquor!

A bottle of Wine of Eternal Life could only pour four cups.

Even with small cups, after four had been poured, the fifth would lose its effect.

Therefore, Dimon poured Kaido a full cup and pushed it before him.

"However, I must remind you of one thing."

"After drinking this cup, your appearance will be fixed as it is now. Your body will no longer age, and even if your head is cut off, your body will return to its original state."

Seeing how certain he was, Kaido began to doubt whether it was true.

Was there really such miraculous liquor in the world?

"Something like a Logia's elementalization? Immune to physical attacks?"

"More or less."

Kaido grinned and asked, "You'd better be telling the truth, or I'll smash your bar!"

He picked up the glass and gulped it down in one go.

"Good liquor!" Kaido praised. "This is the first time I've ever had something this delicious. Boss, give me another cup."

"Drinking more will not increase the effect." Dimon smiled faintly. "And until you pay for the first cup, I will not give you a second."

The moment he heard there would be no second cup, Kaido felt as if ants were crawling all over him.

As a young drunkard, not being able to drink his fill was practically torture.

Dimon chuckled.

"Are you going to make a move?"