The Five-Million-Beli Small Fry

The luxurious ship cleaved through the waves, sailing steadily across the azure sea.

Charlos lounged lazily in a deck chair, one leg crossed over the other, gently swirling a glass of juice in his hand with a relaxed, contented expression.

Beside him, Amina stood on tiptoe, quietly holding a fan as she gently fanned Charlos.

"Mm, comfortable."

Amira stood to one side, looking at the black-clad figures standing neatly at the stern, and slowly spoke.

"Charlos, why did you bring so many people along as servants this time?"

Charlos tipped his head back and took a sip of the sweet juice, then casually set the glass on the wooden table beside him.

"Amira, they aren't servants. Every one of them is a CP0 agent."

Amira looked slightly surprised. "They're actually CP0 agents?"

"What else?" Charlos smiled faintly. "I'm a Celestial Dragon, after all. What's strange about the World Government assigning CP0 to protect me personally?"

Amina immediately puffed out her cheeks in displeasure, directly setting down her fan as she clenched and waved her little fists.

"How can I not protect you? I can fly, and I'm really strong too!"

Charlos looked at her puffed-up expression and laughed helplessly.

"Yes, yes, you're the strongest."

He turned and glanced at the CP0 agents standing behind him, their auras cold and icy, impatience flickering in his eyes.

"But honestly, having this bunch follow me around all the time is really uncomfortable."

Charlos took out a gold coin and flicked it lightly with his fingertip. The coin landed on the small table, rolling and spinning before finally settling faceup.

Amira leaned closer to the table and looked at the coin. "So, have you made your decision?"

Charlos stretched out his hand, gently pinched Amira's chin, and kissed her cheek.

"Mwah. Of course."

Seeing this, Amina immediately leaned closer as well, looking at Charlos expectantly.

"Charlos, I want one too."

"Alright, you get one too."

"Hehe."

Charlos stood and slowly walked toward the CP0 agents standing solemnly nearby, a faint smile on his face.

"Hey, can you really protect me?"

The masked CP0 agents stood silently, and no one spoke. The only sound across the deck was the howling sea wind.

"Not saying anything? Then let's make a bet."

Charlos walked to the railing and turned around, his back to the vast ocean.

"Let's have a wager, shall we?"

Sensing that something was wrong, all the CP0 agents stepped forward together and slowly approached Charlos, their bodies tense.

Charlos raised a hand to stop them, his tone casual but carrying unquestionable authority. "Go back obediently. When we reach the next port, leave on your own. You are not allowed to follow me anymore. Otherwise—"

Before he could finish speaking, the CP0 leader secretly leading the group looked around at his companions before finally nodding slightly in agreement.

"Now that's more like it."

Charlos smiled easily, turned, and jumped from the railing back onto the deck, clapping his hands.

"Done."

Amira looked at the CP0 agents still standing on the deck, then followed Charlos into the cabin and softly asked, "Charlos, will they really leave obediently?"

Charlos curled his lips into a faint smile, his eyes hiding a trace of deeper meaning.

"Of course not. But at least they won't be such an eyesore anymore."

Amira entered the cabin and asked Charlos, "Where are we going now?"

"The West Blue."

"Huh, we're going to the West Blue?"

"Yep."

Amina curiously moved closer. "What are we going to the West Blue for?"

Charlos raised his eyes and looked Amina up and down, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"To find something that will help you grow stronger quickly."

He reached out and gently scratched beneath Amina's chin.

"It tickles."

"That's why it works."

Amina immediately shrank her neck and giggled as she dodged away.

Watching their intimate behavior, Amira lightly snorted. "Hmph."

The large ship suddenly jolted violently, and the ornaments inside the cabin clattered.

Charlos quickly walked out of the cabin and onto the deck.

The hull of the luxurious ship had slammed hard into another pirate ship, the two vessels pressed tightly together.

On the pirate ship, a man wearing a battered pirate hat burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha! Boys, we've run into a rich mark!"

"Oohhh!" The pirates began shouting and cheering.

The leading pirate leaped into the air and landed heavily on his own deck.

"Yo, where did everyone go? They left three kids to guard such a big ship?"

Charlos looked coldly at the pirate captain before him.

"Who are you?"

The pirate grinned and pulled out a wanted poster, holding it high.

"I'm Yudox Jin, with a bounty of five million beli!"

Charlos casually picked at his ear.

"Amira, Amina, go teach that braided-beard guy a lesson."

After saying that, Charlos turned and walked to the deck chair nearby, sitting down without another thought.

Amina and Amira shook out their fists.

"Big sister, let's fight side by side!"

"Little sister, just charge ahead. I'll cover you."

Yudox Jin tilted his head and sized up the two little girls before him, letting out a scornful laugh.

"Hah? Just two kids? They're pretty enough, and they even have wings. They'll definitely sell for a good price."

Bang!

A muffled impact exploded.

Yudox Jin's mouth flew open, his tongue nearly popping out as he let out a scream.

"Ah!"

Amina drove her fist viciously into his stomach.

The so-called captain of the Gray Fin Pirates was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto his own pirate ship.

Amina spread her black wings and flew toward the other pirate ship.

Yudox Jin clutched his stomach and curled up on the deck, baring his teeth in pain.

"Ow, that hurts! What the hell was that?!"

He suddenly looked up and saw Amina's right hand coated in pitch-black Armament Haki, her fist carrying a fierce gust of wind as it smashed down toward him again.

"Pull me up!"

Yudox Jin hurriedly grabbed the rope beside him. The nearby pirates quickly reached out and worked together to haul him onto the pirate ship's deck.

Amina's strike missed, and her fist slammed heavily into the deck.

Her Armament Haki-hardened fist was immensely powerful, instantly shattering the planks and sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The nearby pirates stared in stunned disbelief and cried out:

"Huh? What's with that little girl's fist? How can it be so hard?!"

Amina took to the air again.

Amira stood on the deck of their own ship and spoke calmly. "Little sister, your skills have gotten worse."

Amina snorted coldly. "Hmph."

Hovering in midair, she grabbed with both hands, and six pitch-black wing feathers appeared in her palms. All six feathers became coated in pitch-black Armament Haki before she hurled them forcefully toward the pirate ship.

"What?!"

Yudox Jin looked up and saw the incoming feather arrows, hurriedly rolling aside to evade them.

One feather stabbed viciously into the pirate ship's deck, piercing straight through the planks.

"No way, what is that thing?"

The remaining feathers followed one after another, repeatedly smashing into the deck and instantly blasting several large holes into it.

"What did she throw? How is it stronger than cannons?!" one pirate cried out in horror.

A pirate beside him hurriedly turned the cannon nearby, aiming its barrel at Amina in the sky.

Yudox Jin roared an order. "Fire! Blast her out of the sky!"

A pirate raised a torch high and brought it close to the cannon's fuse.

Boom—!

The cannon erupted violently, and a fireball wrapped in thick smoke whistled toward Amina in the air.