Bro, You Smell So Good~

"Of course. Not just children-adults are fine too."

Robin nodded. It was only a matter of transporting some people.

She also planned to send all these people to Cologne Island, where they would join Karin's ranks and be trained from childhood.

Once they had discussed the matters that needed handling next, Sally took most of the children back to the tribe.

A small number stayed behind, including not only children but also five adults.

Five adults who would definitely still be alive ten days later.

Guerrero, who had been captured earlier, was one example.

That night, everyone held a bonfire party on the beach.

The main course was half of the bovine they had brought down that day, along with the remaining provisions aboard the ship.

Since they had decided to stay here for five days, there was no need to ration their food.

The people of the Morisou Tribe could not hunt because of the virus, but they were healthy, and the forest behind them was full of prey.

The sailors were very excited, because there were three naked female warriors at the party.

Once the fire was lit, they took the women by the hand and began to dance.

Narcissa and the others, who knew the truth, did not join in. They merely watched them with peculiar looks.

Their bodies might have been female, but they were men on the inside.

Narcissa glanced around and noticed someone was missing.

"Wait, where's the boatswain?"

A sailor pointed.

"There. He's the one dancing the hardest."

The boatswain had his arms around Guerrero as he performed a strange dance, completely ignoring the resistance written all over her face.

"Bro, you smell so good~"

Late at night, in Dill's room.

"Guerrero stays. Everyone else, out."

Three hours later, he began his speech about his abilities:

"Kali Dill is immune to the curse of Devil Fruits. Even falling into the sea will have no adverse effects on him;

Kali Dill has the ability to breathe underwater..."

These were the standard abilities. Fire, lightning, flight, the Three Types of Haki, physical enhancement, and the like were also included.

"Kali Dill has the ability to locate someone without any leads;

Kali Dill has the ability to communicate telepathically..."

These were utility abilities.

"Kali Dill has the ability to cut through space;

Kali Dill has the ability to teleport;

Kali Dill has spatial..."

"Kali Dill can turn back time;

Kali Dill can accelerate time;

Kali Dill can make time..."

The extremely prestigious abilities of time and space required a tremendous amount of "belief" just to gain a rudimentary grasp.

To make them easier to acquire, he had even broken the broad concepts of controlling time and manipulating space down into various smaller time- and space-related abilities.

So far, however, he had made little progress.

Other than slowly grinding away at it, the only option he could think of was hypnotizing Morgans.

He did not even know where Morgans was now, and the ability to locate people without any leads was not so easy to obtain either.

After all, it was only two months ago that he had become capable of brainwashing others into believing anything he said.

Before that, never mind locating people without any leads-even hypnotizing someone into believing he could breathe fire had been a tremendous struggle.

"Kali Dill's stamina is infinite."

Infinite stamina was even more of an extra, because the ability had no room for growth. The moment he acquired it, it would already be at its peak;

Either it would be difficult to acquire even with the entire world's belief,

Or it would be weakened into standard abilities he had been acquiring all along, such as rapid stamina recovery or instantly replenishing a portion of his stamina.

"The last two points."

Dill took a sip of water and said to Guerrero, who knelt on one knee before him:

"Kali Dill's ability proficiency increases automatically."

"Kali Dill's abilities can grow infinitely, without any upper limits."

The first was so he could fully lie flat and never have to put effort into training again.

The second was purely an attempt to exploit a bug in his cheat.

"All right, that's everything. Go call the next person in."

By noon the next day, Dill had five more warriors under his command.

He still had something to do that day: deal with the other white yak in the forest.

These yaks became especially irritable during mating season, whether male or female.

There was no other yak on the island for it to mate with. Rather than wait for it to go berserk during the next mating season, he might as well deal with it now.

This yak was somewhat larger than the previous one.

Since there was no one nearby who might get caught up in the fight, Dill did not choose the less-than-elegant spine-pulling tactic.

Instead, he fought the yak head-on.

After an hour of fierce combat, he ultimately chose to pull out its spine anyway.

He did not feel embarrassed about it or anything;

Adult giants stood around twenty meters tall, and this yak looked to be twelve meters tall, already reaching the minimum height for an adult giant.

Ten days ago, he had still been a weakling. Being able to fight this yak for an hour now could be called astonishing progress.

After calling people over to haul away the prey, Dill returned to his room, took another bath, and received Morisou's Favor from Robin.

"What do I need this thing for? To perform sex-change operations on people?"

Dill rested his chin on his hand and thought it over repeatedly before finally accepting it.

Gender-swapping the Three Admirals sounded kind of interesting. He would try it if he got the chance.

"There's one more thing."

Robin pulled a newspaper from behind her back, her expression somewhat serious.

"Crocodile of the Shichibukai challenged Whitebeard and lost!"

"Oh."

"Oh?!"

Somewhat indignant, Robin slapped the newspaper onto the table.

"This is a huge event, you know! The seas might undergo major changes in the future!"

"No matter how big the changes are, that's the Grand Line's business. It has nothing to do with our little West Blue."

Dill lay down without a care. Two years ago, in the year 1500, the twenty-four-year-old Crocodile had become one of the Shichibukai.

Perhaps he had thought he had what it took, so this year, in 1502, he had gone to challenge Whitebeard.

The outcome was obvious: defeat, with one arm cut off.

From now on, Crocodile would probably focus on staying in Alabasta and being a hero who fought pirates.

In a few years, he might also come looking for him and Robin, asking to cooperate and decipher the Poneglyphs.

"What are the Shichibukai?"

Hina, who was reading in the room, raised her hand to ask.

"After Pirate King Roger's death, the World Government decided to select seven powerful pirates to curb the increasingly rampant pirate forces."

Robin explained in a precise, methodical manner:

"Simply put, they're legal pirates. They even have the legal right to plunder."

"Simply put, they're a bunch of disobedient overlords."

Dill interjected from the side. Thinking back over the successive Shichibukai, apart from Kuma, there really had not been many who did any work.

"All right, stop worrying about all that stuff. Let's eat."

Dinner that day was beef again, and there were five new faces at the bonfire banquet.

Over the next few days, Dill's life followed a very regular routine.

The sailors handled the hunting. This forest was rich in resources.

There was no need to worry about food. All he had to do was hypnotize five people at a fixed time each day, then eat and sleep.

He did not neglect the abilities he had already acquired either, showing them off before several hundred members of the Morisou Tribe.

Hina joined the sailors in hunting and training;

Robin became a little teacher, mainly telling the children about the greatness of mothers.

Dill occasionally made a guest appearance too, boasting about his various abilities.

Hypnosis was not the only way to obtain "belief." Bluffing worked too.

Several days passed peacefully like this, and the ship loaded with apples finally arrived.