A Great Pirate? / Are Logia Users a Dime a Dozen Now?

Unlike Olga's immaturity.

Before being swallowed whole, Acier had already been a middle-aged man, and he wasn't lacking in intelligence, either.

He naturally had his own unique way of looking at problems, and he understood perfectly well how he should live from then on.

Victor believed that after Olga was cured, Acier wouldn't want to make Pure Gold again.

That thing wasn't something he could protect.

So Atlas wasn't worried in the slightest that Pure Gold outside his possession would circulate across the seas.

Time passed quickly.

The White Hou wasn't slow, either.

Without any surprises, the warship docked at the harbor of the G-3 Base.

As for Acier and Olga, the Marines had settled them on an island within the base's jurisdiction.

As an island under Marine protection, its basic safety could be guaranteed.

As for their livelihood, Atlas believed that Acier was intelligent enough not to starve to death.

At that moment.

Inside the base's office of the highest-ranking officer.

Atlas's eyelids drooped as he leaned half-asleep against his chair, but his consciousness slowly sank into his mind.

The scene remained unchanged.

However, the lifelike Chinese Dragon seemed to have grown somewhat deeper in color, while only the Rat, Monkey, and Dog Talismans remained gray and dim.

Half of the Tiger Talisman floated conspicuously in the center.

The outlines of the other Talismans could faintly be seen around it.

It hadn't been long since he had lit up the Pig Talisman, but he could clearly feel it.

He would soon be able to light up the next Talisman.

The Horse Talisman, which had been lit first and used most frequently, had already vanished without a trace.

It had completely become a part of his own abilities rather than an external object.

Abilities such as the Pig Talisman