Angel investor in the One Piece world

A violent aura swept over them, causing the puppet strings connecting Damian to Ace to tremble.

Interestingly, it actually triggered Ace's Conqueror's Haki?

This kid awakened Conqueror's Haki when he was very young, but he was never seen using it in the original work except for that awakening.

That being the case.

Damian frowned.

hum! !

The same surging aura roared out from him, instantly colliding with Ace's Conqueror's Haki, with tiny black lightning crackling in the air.

Damian is, of course, an awakened user of Conqueror's Haki.

He possesses ambition that is second to none, an unwavering will to carry it through to the end, and the arrogance that comes with being a time traveler.

However, in reality, Damian's awakening of Conqueror's Haki has nothing to do with ambition, will, or arrogance.

That was eleven years ago, because of his mother's death, and because he was powerless to help.

It was an acute illness that had no effective treatment at sea; the patient was fine in the morning but would become seriously ill by evening.

They didn't even have the chance to go to the Grand Line to find someone to treat them.

Amidst pain and rage, Damian awakened his kingly nature.

However, this power is not easy to control.

Especially when they are still young and their minds and bodies are not yet fully developed.

Damian truly mastered the control of Conqueror's Haki over the past two years. During this time, in addition to honing his swordsmanship and strengthening his body, he also focused on training in controlling Conqueror's Haki.

"What is that?"

Deus looked bewildered. "Ace actually possessed such power?"

He was alright, but the cook, Bangsi, was already dizzy and disoriented because Ace's Conqueror's Haki was completely out of control and was attacking everyone.

Ace's Conqueror's Haki quickly came to a halt, and Damian also withdrew his aura.

"Interesting. Not only is he a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, but he also possesses Conqueror's Haki."

Damian withdrew his right hand, staring intently at Ace. "More importantly, this face—"

"Shall we talk, Ace?"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

In response, an enraged Ace turned around and unleashed a fiery punch.

A massive fist of fire came hurtling towards us.

Damian remained calm.

boom!

Flames exploded, and fireballs flew everywhere.

"Did it work?"

Diuss couldn't help but feel excited.

Only Ace looked extremely solemn.

As the flames subsided, Damian appeared unharmed before their eyes.

A pale green barrier quietly rose in front of him.

Beside him, Bartolomeo stood with his arms crossed, a cold smile on his face. "Don't even think about touching a hair on Big Brother's head!"

"Hurry! Deus! Michal! Bonsie!"

Ace, with his back to his companions, shouted, "You guys get out of here!"

"Ace?"

The three companions' expressions changed.

Does Ace mean that he can't beat these two guys, so he should stay behind to cover their retreat?

"There's no need to be so wary. Like I said, I just want to talk to you right now."

Damian stepped forward calmly.

Ace was definitely a very strong guy. If he hadn't been confused before, Barto probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him.

After all, rain bullets combined with cloud generators aren't very effective, since ability users aren't targets and can't move.

I should take some time to study Vegapunk's bubble gun.

But now, let's get serious.

The puppet strings had already wrapped around his body.

The power of manipulation and the power of enhancement act on the body simultaneously.

Blood begins to flow faster, and muscles begin to swell.

Puppet Manipulation: Self-Control!

"Besides, what's the point of talking about running away in front of me?"

Ace's eyes widened suddenly.

gone!

The guy suddenly disappeared before his eyes.

Suddenly, my throat felt a little cold.

Ace looked down in disbelief. A knife, a pale blue knife, was already at his neck.

An invisible aura swirled around the blade, rendering his elemental transformation ineffective, and a bloody gash was still slashed across his neck.

What is this?

"What do you think?"

Damian stood beside Ace, casually sheathing his sword, and asked with a smile, "How was it?"

Ace just stared at him blankly.

Amazing!

This guy's knife is like an old man's fist, able to ignore the special abilities of Devil Fruits!

"What do you want to talk about?"

The boy gritted his teeth.

He can't escape; he can't stop this guy's speed at all.

"very good,"

Damian laughed heartily, "Barto, have Uncle Tyrone prepare the feast."

"Okay, big brother!"

Barto had no doubts about this.

This kid is not only a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, but also an awakened Conqueror's Haki user. His future is definitely not going to be simple.

So a short time later, a banquet to welcome the guests was held in the family banquet hall.

The guests were the five members of the Spade Pirates—Skaar, who had been knocked unconscious earlier, had also been woken up and was still somewhat dazed.

"What exactly is going on now?"

At the long table, Skal glanced warily at Barto and Damian, who sat in the main seat next to him, and asked Deus in a low voice.

Why did they suddenly shake hands and make peace?

How's Ace's poison going?

"I don't know either."

Deus lowered his voice, "Anyway, let's eat first. Even if we die, at least we should eat our fill. Look at Ace."

Skar looked at Ace.

Ace really didn't treat himself like an outsider, grabbing all sorts of food and stuffing them into his mouth without any hesitation.

The butler, Tyrone, who was accompanying Damian to the banquet, frowned deeply.

Damian, however, found it very interesting.

Being insensitive is a remarkable quality.

The opinions of outsiders are meaningless to such people.

"Let me introduce myself."

Damian spoke up, "My name is Damian, Moretti Damian, and I am an investor."

"invest?"

Ace looked up between wolfing down his food. "What's that?"

Diuss, well aware of the captain's lack of knowledge and skills, immediately explained, "He's someone who invests money to make a profit if he sees something profitable."

Simple and clear.

Ace also looked enlightened.

"That's true, but..."

Damian shook his head. "What I'm investing in is dreams."

"dream?"

Skar coughed, his eyes looking rather strange.

He traveled all over the country and met many people who claimed to be investing in dreams or the future. Almost without exception, they were all swindlers.

"Who in Loguetown doesn't know that my older brother loves investing in other people's dreams?"

Bartolomeo, sensing the Spade group's skepticism, immediately slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "There are countless people begging him to invest every day!"

"so,"

Diuss carefully began, "Mr. Damian, what would you like to talk to us about?"

Whether they're scammers or not, just don't provoke them.

This guy named Damian is a monster even more terrifying than Ace!

"Of course, it's to discuss investment; you have great investment potential."

Damian looked at Ace and asked bluntly, "Gentlemen, what are your dreams?"

The other members of the Spade Pirates also had lights above their heads, but they were all blue. They were just scraps around Ace, but it was something they did casually.

Diuss's lips twitched. "Mr. Damian, are you looking to invest in our dreams?"

"Mr. Diuss, don't you have any dreams?"

Damian asked him.

"I also dream of writing the best ocean adventure novel in the world," Diuss said.

"I see, that's a wonderful dream."

Damian replied matter-of-factly, "Since it's an adventure, you'll need funding for the voyage. I can sponsor some money to help you complete your adventure and writing."

Diuss's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yeah?"

Skal said somewhat provocatively, "I want to gather information on all the great pirates in the world. Can you help me?"

Damian's smile vanished. "If it's just information, I can help contact President Morgans of the World Economic Society."

The World Economic Society also has a branch in Rogge.

Skar's eyes lit up. The World Economic News Agency must be the most well-informed organization in the world, apart from the World Government, right?

"Then I want to impart knowledge to children who have no access to education, Mr. Damian, how do you plan to help me?"

Mihar, a former teacher, asked with great interest.

"What a magnificent dream!"

Damian sincerely exclaimed that it was truly remarkable to dedicate oneself to strangers with a dream. "Building schools and recruiting teachers, of course, requires money, right?"

"That's so generous."

Mikhail sighed.

Damian smiled and looked at the last person, the cook, Miss Bumsie.

The woman, with her hearty appetite, wasn't much better than Ace. She said irritably, "My biggest dream right now is to find a chef! I can't cook at all! These bastards would rather complain about my cooking every day than hire a chef!"

Damian couldn't help but smile. "That makes it even simpler."

But this was indeed her dream, and the light above the heads of the four people all turned into seeds.

At last.

"And what about you, Mr. Ace?"

Damian smiled and asked, "What is your dream?"

"My dream?"

Ace casually wiped the grease from his lips. "Of course, it's One Piece!"

Damian glanced at the top of his head, then nodded slightly. "The Pirate King?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "Isn't it good for a son to follow in his father's footsteps?"

"..."

Everyone present fell silent.

Ace was even more incredulous. "What did you say?"

"What's wrong?"

Damian retorted, "Mr. Ace, aren't you called Gore D. Ace?"