No matter how much he wanted to complain, a job he had taken had to be finished even through tears. This was the last stubborn pride of a coating craftsman who had once changed careers from being a great pirate.
Seven days later.
Although it had gone far beyond the deadline originally agreed on, no matter what, when Silvers Rayleigh finished applying the final coat, his mood was joyful—so joyful he was almost moved to tears.
Seven whole days!
Did anyone know how he had lived through these seven days?
"Tsk, tsk. As expected of the former Pirate King's right hand, a man who once stood at the peak of the entire sea. Your majesty really hasn't faded with age!"
Araki clapped and praised him. "I heard that true powerhouses can fight for ten days and ten nights without sleep or rest and still be full of energy. Now Master Rayleigh has coated for seven days and nights without sleep or rest, and you're not inferior at all!"
"Kid~ hurry up and stop talking. This old man really got badly tricked by you this time..."
Rayleigh rolled his eyes, feeling that even back when he had been on Roger's ship, he had never been as physically and mentally exhausted as he was today.
His whole body ached now, his limbs were weak, his eyelids were fighting each other, and he did not want to do anything. He just wanted to hurry back to his little nest and have a wonderful sleep with Shakky.
However, the last shred of obsession in his heart made him force himself to stay awake. "Kid~ for such a big project, it isn't too much for me to charge you five hundred million Belly, right?"
"Not too much, not too much..."
Araki's face was full of