Christa wanted to grow stronger so she could help Randall.
And surely this fruit would give Randall an enormous boost in strength.
In that case, why not just let Randall eat it?
Zephyr smiled at her words.
Even after learning that this was the strongest Logia fruit, she had offered to give it away.
These two really did care deeply for each other.
Ah, this old man is so jealous! Zephyr silently stewed in envy.
Randall froze for a moment, then said with a smile:
"Little Crystal, I got this for you. No matter what fruit I eat, my strength will stay the same.
"But if you eat it, you might just become the strongest mage!"
Christa said, "B-but it's the strongest Logia Devil Fruit! It's different from the others."
"Oh, that whole 'strongest Logia' thing is just a rumor floating around the seas.
"I'd rather believe there's no strongest fruit, only the most suitable fruit and the strongest person.
"Take Whitebeard, who reigns over the New World. It's his strength that earned the Tremor-Tremor Fruit its reputation as the strongest Paramecia.
"But if someone else ate the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, they might end up completely useless."
Randall laid out the facts and reasoned with Christa.
"But..."
"No buts. I went through so much trouble to get it. If you don't eat it, Little Crystal, I'll be really sad."
Left with no other choice, Randall resorted to his final trump card: emotional blackmail.
He hoped to make Christa feel guilty enough to get his way.
And the innocent Christa fell for it, just as expected.
"Th-then, okay~"
Having watched the whole exchange, Zephyr no longer knew what expression to make.
Countless people would give anything for this, yet here these two were, passing it back and forth.
If word spread that