Chris glanced at Doflamingo with disdain. How could you ever get your hands on an ability this powerful?
When I came to this pirate world, the companion I wanted most was Baccarat, who ate the Luck-Luck Fruit.
With Baccarat here, what could stop me from achieving great things?
Chris knew all kinds of things about the pirate world. That gave him an advantage Doflamingo and the others could never have.
No one could match him in that respect.
Kuma's face remained expressionless as he said coldly, "A Devil Fruit like Baccarat's needs to be in the hands of someone capable."
"I think that without Chris, she'd have been an ordinary pirate in one of the Four Seas at best."
"She might even have faded into obscurity."
"Without real strength to back her up, even the best luck would be useless."
Dracule Mihawk nodded. "That's true."
"Baccarat should thank Chris for giving her the chance to become a key member of the Chris Pirates."
"Without her, the Chris Pirates would still be a powerful crew."
"But without Chris, Baccarat would never have risen above so many other pirates."
Clearly, they all believed Chris had made Baccarat what she was.
Chris merely smiled. "She's indispensable."
No matter what anyone else said, Baccarat held an important place in Chris's heart.
She was the person he trusted and relied on most.
The help Baccarat had given Chris was beyond measure.
She owed much of her continued growth to his guidance.
But to Chris, Baccarat would always be irreplaceable—the housekeeper of the Chris Pirates!
On the battlefield, Baccarat strolled along with elegant steps, perfectly at ease.
She casually put away her coin without so much as a glance at the enemies wailing around her.
The other soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom did not dare