Wapol's expression left Vic speechless. He was being sold out and still helping the seller count the money. With such low intelligence, how could he be king? No wonder he made a mess of the country and was eventually driven out. His palace and throne were taken over. He deserved it!
" Chess, Kuromarimo, go and test this guy out. See if he's any real strength to drive away pirates. Maybe he's just some imposter Dalton picked up somewhere, and you've beaten him so badly he's crying and has to go to his mother for comfort, hahaha!"
Wapol was still recklessly flirting with death. His father had sent him to greet the hero, and he was determined to give the hero a hard time right from the start.
Chess and Kuromarimo, those two henchmen, were also very willing to do this; in the first place, they were the ones who instigated Wapol.
They couldn't see Dalton getting away with it. The best thing they could do was to shatter Dalton's boasts and undermine the king's trust in him. The information Dalton reported to the king was too fantastical, and the methods Vic displayed were somewhat unbelievable. They simply didn't believe it was true.
Dalton's expression changed drastically upon hearing Wapol's words, and he immediately transformed into a minotaur to stand in front of Vic.
They even made her cry? And said such insulting things? If this angers Vic, none of the three, including Wapol, will survive.
He had witnessed Vic's decisiveness firsthand; he could kill without batting an eye, showing absolutely no emotion.
He didn't believe that someone like Vic would care about a prince from a small country; no matter how high his status, he was still just a stranger. However, when he turned around and saw that Vic didn't seem angry, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
" Dalton! Get out of the way! Or I'll beat you up too!"
Wapol was furious to see Dalton standing in front of Vic. He was just a retainer who had repeatedly opposed him. If it weren't for his father's trust in Dalton, he would have had him arrested and imprisoned long ago.
" Dalton! Get out of the way! Don't worry, I won't kill them."
Vic spoke calmly, such ants could not sway his emotions in the slightest. Who would bother with a squeaking ant? If it annoyed him, he could kick it. But Vic needed the king's help, so he could not kill his precious son.
Dalton was relieved to hear Vic's words. He had stood in front of Vic not to protect Vic, but to protect the three ignorant people opposite him.
Knowing that Vic had no intention of killing him, Dalton was completely relieved. It was good to teach a prince like Wapol a lesson, so that he wouldn't become arrogant and cause trouble in the future. Dalton transformed back into human form and walked to the side.
"Ugly bastard! Still so arrogant even now. You need Dalton's protection, and you're still so stubborn. Chess, Kuromarimo, go! What are you waiting for!"
Wapol was indignant at what Vic said, which sounded like charity; he, a prince, had never been insulted like this before.
Chess and Kuromarimo had already pressed on to Vic after Dalton left, but Wapol still thought they were too slow. He himself had no strength at all and was completely unaware that caution was required in battle.
Kuromarimo made the first move. He was an ability user whose body hair could grow and separate indefinitely, and the separated hair balls carried a strong static electricity that could adhere to a person's clothes.
To be honest, it had no power, just flammability and disgusting. Kuromarimo quickly plucked some fur balls from the explosive head and threw them at Vic, his hands moving non-stop, as if he were launching fur ball projectiles.
However, all the fluff balls pierced through Vic's body, landed on the snow behind Vic, and continued to roll forward, wrapping around the snow on the ground and eventually becoming a large snowball.
Kuromarimo's eyes narrowed when he saw this. He already knew that Vic was no ordinary person and suspected that Vic was also an ability user. Although he was wary, his hands kept moving. The snowballs behind Vic piled up more and more, while Vic's standing body remained spotless.
Seeing that Kuromarimo's abilities were ineffective, Chess quickly drew his bow and arrow from his back and fired. He was a master archer, and in the past, when combined with Kuromarimo's static electricity balls, they were a powerful weapon for burning people and repelling enemies.
Today, the furball was useless, but his bow and arrows still dealt considerable damage. After a few shots, the arrows pierced through Vic's body and flew into the distance.
Vic stood there motionless, yet their attacks completely ignored him. This was beyond their comprehension; the only explanation they could think of was the incredible power of Devil Fruit.
Dalton was also astonished. Although he had seen Vic's simple moves before, he couldn't figure out what was going on at all.
He didn't know how much of his strength Vic had displayed, but judging from the pirates' lack of resistance, he guessed that Vic had used most of his strength, and the rest was probably in the sword at his waist.
He still couldn't understand Vic's current performance; Vic's moves were all ones he had never seen before.
Wapol was also bewildered by his two henchmen. Hadn't they worked together perfectly before? They were ruthless bullies, each one more adept than the last, but now they couldn't handle someone who seemed to have defeated a pirate?
How can someone who can't even touch a person claim to be the strongest duo in the Drum Kingdom? Wapol can't see how powerful Vic is yet. He's only a sixth-grade elementary school student. He only knows that whoever is standing at the end is the winner, and whoever is lying on the ground is definitely no match.
In reality, Vic was moving left and right at an extremely high speed, but his speed exceeded the perception of ordinary people's eyes. Even a Zoan user like Dalton could not sense Vic's movement.
However, Vic always returned to his original position in the same posture, so it looked as if he hadn't moved at all.
If you focus your attention on the snow on either side of Vic, you can see the footprints Vic left behind; that's proof that Vic moved.
When Kuromarimo saw that his ranged attacks were ineffective, he prepared for close combat. He wasn't wearing boxing gloves for nothing; he was a boxing expert. He and Chess, one a melee fighter and the other a ranged attacker, were the king's trusted bodyguards for Wapol.
Kuromarimo charged toward Vic, but Vic didn't want to waste any more time fighting them. Close combat? That was really giving them too much credit.
Vic's right foot quickly drew an arc in front of him, the snowflakes on the ground were kicked up by Vic's incredible speed. Although the snowflakes were light and scattered, with the help of Vic's speed, the power of the flying snowflakes exceeded that of bullets.
Not only Kuromarimo, but even Chess, who was further away, was hit by the snowflakes. The two of them seemed to have been punched hard, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, their bodies flying backward uncontrollably, and both falling backward onto the snow.
The two looked at Vic in shock. They weren't clueless kids like Wapol; to generate such power from light snowflakes, reaching the speed of sound was definitely not enough.