Not a Villager, but a Celestial Dragon with the Sharingan

In the first half of the Grand Line, a gigantic three-masted sailing ship flying the World Government's flag sailed slowly under the protection of several escort vessels.

Judging by its course, its destination seemed to be Holy Land Mary Geoise.

CP agents in black suits could be seen everywhere aboard the massive three-masted ship. Security was tight, with sentries every few steps and guards posted at every turn.

The surrounding escort ships were filled with sharp-looking Marine soldiers. On the decks of the two vessels closest to the flagship, Marine vice admirals wearing shoulder insignias even stood watching the distant sea, remaining highly alert.

There was no doubt that someone important to the World Government needed protection aboard this flagship.

And that was indeed the case. Inside one of the flagship's luxurious cabins, a young man sat on a large sofa made of expensive leather.

Judging from the attendant brewing tea nearby, the man on the sofa was exceptionally tall, nearly three meters in height.

His medium-length silver-white hair was smooth and glossy, combed back to just cover his neck and meticulously groomed. Combined with his strong, heroic features, he was quite handsome.

His dark noble knight's attire fit him perfectly. Fine steel chains gleaming with a metallic sheen wrapped around his entire left arm, spiraling down from his shoulder to his wrist before hanging naturally. They extended along the edge of the sofa, then rose again just before reaching the floor, ultimately connecting seamlessly to the end of the handle of a somewhat ferocious one-handed axe at his waist.

That distinctive appearance gave him an air of nobility without lacking sharpness.

The coffee table before him was piled with all kinds of books. It was not merely for show; judging by their somewhat scattered state, they had clearly been read often.

At that moment, the man held a notebook in his hand and read it attentively.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the cabin door.

"Come in," the man replied without looking up.

A Cipher Pol agent in a black suit opened the door and respectfully said, "Saint Vikengam, Dr. Clover has been brought here."

"Let him come in," Vikengam calmly instructed.

The Cipher Pol agent then stepped back two paces. After the middle-aged man behind him, whose beard and hairstyle together resembled a clover, entered the cabin, the agent gently closed the door and retreated several more steps.

Only then did Vikengam lift his gaze from the notebook. Smiling at Dr. Clover, he said, "Please, have a seat, Doctor. It is time to begin today's lesson."

"How strange. No matter how many records I searched through, I could not find eyes like yours. Could this be a bloodline power unique to the Celestial Dragons?" Dr. Clover seemed quite familiar with Vikengam, this Celestial Dragon. He showed little restraint as he strode casually into the cabin.

He truly was curious. Those scarlet eyes were captivating no matter how many times he saw them. Especially when Vikengam became serious, the tomoe-like markings in his pupils would slowly rotate.

Their charm alone would have been enough, but whenever Vikengam's eyes turned scarlet, his learning ability visibly improved. It made this scholar so envious he practically wanted to drool!

"Do not concern yourself with such details. Besides, casually prying into other people's secrets is not a good habit." As Vikengam replied with a smile, he personally poured Dr. Clover a cup of tea.

Saint Jaygarcia Vikengam was a transmigrator who had awakened the memories of his previous life at the age of three. He came from the Five Elders' Lineage in Mary Geoise and possessed an imposing background.

Throughout the Holy Land, it was said that Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, one of the Five Elders and the Warrior God of Science and Defense, held great expectations for this junior member of his Lineage and thought highly of him. Thus, even the other Celestial Dragons in Mary Geoise had to give Vikengam some face.

It was rather ridiculous. His previous life had ended for no apparent reason, and by the time he came to his senses, he had arrived in this world. Back then, before he had even figured out where he was, an inexplicable thought had surfaced in his mind, informing him that he possessed a pair of Sharingan that had yet to awaken and could serve as his support.

At the time, he immediately thought he had become someone from the village—most likely even a member of the Uchiha Clan!

But when he regained his bearings, he discovered that he was not from the village at all. He had become a Celestial Dragon instead?

That was not right, was it?

I came to the world of One Piece, and you gave me a pair of unawakened Sharingan?

Where the hell did this send me? Did we take a wrong turn?

Doesn't the Sharingan need intense stimulation from Yin-natured chakra to awaken? I'm in the world of One Piece. What chakra am I supposed to use? There's nothing to use at all!

Wasn't this cheat completely useless, then?

After trying countless methods and ultimately failing to awaken his eyes, Vikengam felt that his cheat had become useless. He was depressed for quite some time, only gradually pulling himself out of that mood after thoroughly enjoying the privileges of being a Celestial Dragon in Mary Geoise.

Although his cheat had died on him, he did not truly degenerate because of it. Using his status as a Celestial Dragon, he acquired abundant resources and worked diligently in Mary Geoise. Compared to most of the "gods" who merely loafed around and waited for death, he stood out considerably. Because of this, he gained the favor of his Lineage's elder, Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, becoming the only junior member of the Jaygarcia Lineage who could directly call Saint Saturn "Grandfather."

After spending several years solidifying his foundations and gaining a certain degree of combat strength, he began cultivating the power of Haki at the age of fourteen.

At fifteen, he gained an initial grasp of Haki. That same year, his long-dead cheat, the Sharingan, was stimulated by the power of Haki and successfully awakened with a single tomoe.

At that moment, it was as though Vikengam had opened the door to a new world. He finally understood what power he needed to rely on to strengthen his Sharingan in the world of One Piece.

However, this did not bring Vikengam any qualitative leap in strength. After all, an ordinary one-tomoe Sharingan was not particularly powerful.

Still, certain traits of the Sharingan significantly enhanced his memory and learning ability. That was why Dr. Clover envied him so much. The doctor had spent more than a decade, perhaps even longer, mastering those forbidden forms of knowledge, while the Celestial Dragon before him had nearly caught up in only three years. How could that not leave someone feeling unbalanced?

Though the doctor was envious, Vikengam did not think it was all that exaggerated. In his memories, Nico Robin would later be the true academic genius. She became a scholar at eight years old and was no less efficient than he was with the Sharingan. That was what was truly absurd.

"You tell me not to pry into your secrets, but if I remember correctly, this is already the third time you have captured me in the past three years, isn't it? Couldn't you also stop prying into my secrets?" Dr. Clover complained.

"That is different." Vikengam took a sip of tea and said with a chuckle, "Studying ancient writing, documents, and even the historical texts is a serious crime. You are breaking the law, after all."

Clover D. Clover—of course, his full name was Clover D. Clover, though few knew this. At this time, the World Government was entirely unaware of it as well. Vikengam knew because he was a transmigrator, but clearly, he had no intention of exposing the secret and simply pretended not to know.

Back then, after Clover's brother was shot to death merely because his name contained a "D," Clover sensed that the World Government seemed to be concealing some vast darkness. He began dedicating himself to uncovering its secrets. At first, no one paid much attention to him.

But as his actions became increasingly radical, the World Government gradually took notice of him.

Starting around six years ago, the World Government had arrested him several times and investigated him. Three years ago, when Vikengam was fifteen, Saint Saturn had assigned him the task of capturing Dr. Clover as a form of training in the lower world.

Once a year. So far, Vikengam had captured the man three times.

What was somewhat strange was that although they could erase him at any time, not long after each investigation, orders would come from above to release him back to the sea.

Clearly, this was fishing. One could even say they were not bothering to hide it at all.

Even more absurdly, Dr. Clover did not take these arrests seriously in the slightest. He continued relentlessly pursuing those untouchable taboos.

"And what about you? The knowledge you have learned from me over these past three years is also forbidden. Does that not mean you are breaking the law too?" Dr. Clover could not help retorting.

Vikengam looked at Clover with a rather strange expression. "According to one of the World Government's highest laws, Celestial Dragons are exempt from all laws."

Come on, what status do you have? What status do I have?

I only found out that killing people was illegal after leaving Mary Geoise, all right?

With my status, if I rammed you five hundred meters away with a ship, it would still count as you fleeing the scene after causing an accident. You would bear full responsibility, all right?

What? You got smashed to pieces?

Then you committed suicide out of fear of punishment!

I would even demand an enormous amount of compensation from your family to soothe my fragile little heart.