Hancock's Acceptance Begins to Waver!

Swain looked at the old woman, admiration in his eyes.

She really knew what she was doing!

Although this was merely a misunderstanding, with her stirring things up like this, it might actually work out.

Hancock lowered her head, hiding her expression from everyone.

Her face was so red it looked ready to drip blood.

"Damn it, damn it! This lecher!"

She cursed Swain over and over in her heart.

No matter how powerful, willful, or domineering the Empress was, at this moment, she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground!

If it had been anyone else, she would have simply killed everyone who knew about this.

But these were her family and her people.

How could she possibly bring herself to do it?

"Sonia, Mary!"

"Seize that lecher for me!" Hancock shouted.

Unless she skinned Swain and pulled out his bones, she would never vent the hatred in her heart.

Upon hearing Hancock's order, Sonia and Mary moved without hesitation.

One green and one yellow, the two transformed into enormous snakes and forced him out of the palace.

Swain remained calm as he dodged their attacks.

Seeing Swain evade them, the two shifted into their half-human, half-snake forms and threw punches at the same time.

Bang!

Swain met their two fists with both palms. When their Armament Haki collided, a thunderous boom rang out.

The sisters were no match for Swain. After just one exchange, they were defeated.

Those who did not know Swain gasped at the result.

The two strongest female warriors in their kingdom had lost just like that?

Swain grinned.

From afar, Granny Nyon saw Swain's smile and found it vaguely familiar.

It looked exactly like that pirate she had seen in her youth!

"Sorry, Sister. We embarrassed ourselves!" Sonia and Mary said.

The gap in their strength was simply too great.

Hancock comforted them. "There is no need to blame yourselves."

She prepared to teach Swain a lesson herself.

The great snake beneath her carried her toward Swain.

"Didn't you want to save that pirate?"

She spoke coldly and proudly. "I'll give you a chance. If you can defeat me, they will live."

Swain looked at the Empress, who remained breathtakingly beautiful even when angry. How could he possibly bring himself to hit her?

Besides, she was already his bedmate.

But—

She clearly did not see it that way.

The Empress wore a purple cheongsam, her long hair flowing over her shoulders. Her slender legs, accentuated by the dress, were exceptionally alluring.

She moved with incredible speed, kicking her right leg toward Swain.

She even used Haki.

Outsiders were easily dazzled by her beauty and often forgot that she was a powerhouse who possessed all Three Colors of Haki.

Her bounty was as high as 1.659 billion Beli.

Swain's expression turned serious. He had nearly forgotten that the Empress's strength was not to be underestimated.

He planted his feet apart and raised his right hand before his chest.

He was actually going to take the attack head-on!

Clang!

The two exchanged blows, their Armament Haki clashing with a sharp sound.

Hancock snorted coldly, spun around, and delivered another kick!

This time, Swain was sent flying.

"Why aren't you fighting back?" Hancock asked coldly.

"How could I possibly lay a hand on my own wife?"

Swain wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Just now, he had not even bothered to defend himself.

He would let Hancock vent her anger first. It was not as if he were the one feeling it anyway.

"Hmph! I won't hold back!"

"Perfume Femur Magnum!"

She strode forward, then turned sideways and lifted her right leg, kicking Swain in the ribs.

Crack!

That Haki-infused kick directly knocked one of his ribs out of place.

That hurt!

Swain screamed inwardly.

This woman was way too ruthless!

Hancock had not expected Swain to truly leave himself completely defenseless.

Swain fell to the ground. A sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You!" Seeing Swain cough up blood, Hancock cried out in frustration.

She had only wanted to teach him a lesson. She had not expected this man to drop all his defenses against her!

Swain staggered back to his feet.

The blood-red corner of his mouth curled upward as his lips formed the word "wife."

That only made Hancock more furious!

Even injured, his mouth was still stubborn.

"Pistol Kiss!"

She lightly touched her lips, then fired a projectile that struck his arm, making blood gush out at once.

Swain was only bleeding because his physique was strong enough to withstand it despite having no defenses.

If it had been an ordinary person, their arm would likely have been shattered on the spot.

"Why aren't you fighting back?!"

Hancock closed in and punched him in the face again.

Punch after punch.

Yet they no longer carried the same force as before.

"Why?"

Seeing the condition of the man before her, she began to feel reluctant to continue.

The dust-sealed memories in her heart began to loosen bit by bit.

"I said I would protect you and kill every Celestial Dragon who bullied you," Swain said with difficulty as he lay on the ground.

It did not matter whether Swain had truly said those words before. To Hancock at this moment, those words struck with tremendous force.

After all—

The nightmare of her childhood still often woke her even after she had escaped.

Thinking of the helplessness she had felt then, how desperately had she, as a little girl, longed for a man to protect her?

But—

From that time until now, she had always faced everything alone.

Now, the man from her childhood dreams stood before her, telling her he would protect her.

At that moment, the defenses in her heart completely crumbled.

She sat on the ground and hugged her legs.

A mist began to gather in her eyes.

She looked pitiful and fragile, impossible not to cherish.

Sonia and Mary, who had retreated into the distance, saw that Hancock was about to cry.

They strode over, brimming with murderous rage.

They did not care whether Swain had fought back or not. He had made their sister cry, so they would make him pay!

Seeing that Hancock had finally accepted him, Swain felt a weight lift from his heart.

He lay on the ground, breathing in the fragrance wafting from her body.

His thoughts had already begun to wander.

Without saying a word, the approaching sister duo launched into a barrage of punches and kicks against Swain.

Already weakened from blood loss and barely having caught his breath, he immediately turned his head and pretended to faint after taking such a beating.

Hancock did not even get a chance to stop them.

"What's wrong with you?" She shook Swain.

The two large white mounds on her chest swayed along with the motion.

Swain cracked his eyes open slightly and peeked.

So big!

No, so white!

"Hurry and take him to the doctor."

Though Hancock appeared to be a queen on the surface, she was still like a young girl inside.

She was nowhere near as scheming as Swain.

Seeing him unconscious, she became nervous. Had she really beaten him to death?

"I'll do it!"

Seeing that Hancock was worried, Mary took Swain from her hands.

She was already a very heavyset woman, and having never interacted with men for years, she had no idea what it meant to be ladylike.

She simply flung Swain over her back with one hand.

Crack!

Another one of Swain's ribs was knocked out of place.

"Fuck!!"

Swain endlessly cursed the two of them in his heart.