"What are the Four Emperors?"
"It's fine if you don't understand now. You'll understand when you grow up."
With an inscrutable smile, he only made Perona feel even more strongly that she had heard Lord Moria mention that term somewhere before.
"Wonderful, wonderful! Being able to feast after getting beaten up—what happiness!"
"Being needed by everyone is such happiness. This really is heaven..."
Watching the two before her immediately immerse themselves in bliss, Hiyori shook her head helplessly and turned her gaze toward Hua Yue beside her.
"Come to think of it, the route has been strange ever since earlier. Isn't this supposed to be the route toward the New World? Where exactly are we going, Brother...?"
"Of course not. This route is heading for the East Blue. If we're lucky, we might run into some familiar faces. We may even be able to visit the swordsmith who forged Ame no Habakiri and Enma."
His gaze swept across the surroundings as though it could pierce through layers of mist and settle upon the tides of fate that were about to rise.
"The swordsmith who forged Ame no Habakiri?!"
"Familiar people—they're all strong, right? I can challenge them, right?"
"Needed..."
As everyone before her sank into their own worlds, a bewildered Perona began to wonder whether she had joined some bizarre pirate crew.
Forget it. For Lord Moria, such a small sacrifice was nothing!
It definitely wasn't because this guy was incredibly attractive, nor because of that damn sweet aura. Yes, that was all!
Time flew by, and over half a month later, the massive ship docked along the coast of the East Blue.
"Hey, little one, what's the name of this village?"
"Pirates! Pirates!!!"
The snot-nosed child fled in panic. Hiyori sighed helplessly and shot a glance at Yamato,