One Piece: I Loaded the Game Interface

Today truly was an important day in Dressrosa.

Yet it was not as Adrian imagined, neither a king's accession anniversary nor any other significant holiday.

The reason this fiercely passionate island had plunged into a state of universal revelry stemmed entirely from that legendary, invincible swordsman.

"Kyros?"

At this moment, Adrian held a plate of jamon, a meticulously selected delicacy made from free-range black mountain pigs fed exclusively on acorns. Prepared with secret seasonings, air-dried at high temperatures, and cured, it was then sliced paper-thin and stood as one of Dressrosa's most classic culinary treasures.

Casually picking up a slice of jamon and placing it in his mouth, Adrian let related information about Kyros slowly surface in his mind.

The information was scarce, and not particularly difficult to parse.

Only one detail was worth mentioning: his daughter was quite something.

Well, clothing-wise, of course.

"Come to think of it, the current Kyros shouldn't be married yet, right?"

"Although Rebecca's physical development and dressing style both lean heavily toward the [adult] side, she hasn't actually reached the pirate world's standard age threshold for setting sail, has she?"

"Tch!"

Adrian uttered an ambiguous sound, unsure whether it was out of pity or something else.

He quickly finished off the jamon in his hand and decided to head to the Corrida Colosseum to observe the young Kyros's strength up close.

A gladiator with three thousand consecutive victories would be considered an extraordinary talent even within the Four Blues, let alone in the far more brutal conflicts of the New World.

Aside from the fact that his daughter was indeed quite something, the impression Kyros left on Adrian was unmistakable.

Him chopping off Doflamingo's head with a single slash was also a remarkably dazzling feat.

Even though he later found out that was just