Angel investor in the One Piece world

"Does such a ship really exist in the world?"

Sanji stood on the side of the Sky Sword, his gaze passing through the giant bubble that enveloped the entire ship and landing on the clouds that were rushing backward.

The ships of the Germa Kingdom are already quite unique, as they are carried on the backs of countless giant snails, which are even capable of traversing the Red Line.

However, Germa's ships are nothing compared to this one.

Damian's Sky Sword can not only fly in the sky, but its speed is also incredibly fast.

Sanji suddenly felt confident about the trip.

With this ship, even if we can't defeat Crocodile, escaping would be easy.

but.

Sanji turns around, is Damian really in a hurry?

Damian was leisurely lying on a deck chair, basking in the sun, while two beautiful maids massaged his head and legs.

Another maid smiled and used her slender fingers to feed him the washed grapes one by one, then used her other hand to catch the grape skins that Damian spat out.

Sanji's expression twisted as he watched this scene.

He looks like he's really enjoying himself right now.

How enviable!

I also really want to be served by a beautiful older woman!

"I'm sorry you had to see this, Sanji."

Damian didn't need to look to know what Sanji was thinking. He didn't even open his eyes, but just smiled and said, "I'm the kind of person who likes to enjoy life. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I really don't want to wrong myself."

If someone has power, money, and influence but doesn't enjoy it, then what has been the point of the Moretti family's generations of hard work?

Damian was very strict with himself when it came to training and never slacked off, and he was just as strict with himself when it came to enjoying it.

"I understand!"

Sanji was grinding his teeth to pieces.

Since you're so bored...

Damian smirked. "How about I teach you a rather interesting move?"

"Movement techniques?"

Sanji tilts his head.

"It's called shaving."

Investing in Sanji again is certainly not a bad thing.

Even if Sanji didn't actually join the Moretti family later, it's impossible to just leave a gold-level investment target unattended.

Sanji's second dream is to reach Fishman Island, which isn't too difficult.

Rogge Town.

A room in Moretti Manor.

The green-haired boy was happily wiping the blade in his hand.

"So light!"

The boy muttered to himself, "The Sandai Kitetsu, the legendary cursed sword?"

"besides,"

He lowered his head and looked at the other sword lying across his lap. "A fine, fast sword, fifty strikes, Snow Walk! Damian, that guy, is actually being so generous this time!"

"Just one more! We're only missing one knife!"

In the past, all three knives were cheap, so there was nothing to fuss about.

But now that both knives have been replaced with famous ones, it's a bit unacceptable for the last knife to still be an ordinary one.

However, Damian said he has a better sword. Could it be a great sword like Kuina's Wado Ichimonji?

Two years have passed, I wonder what level that guy has reached now.

An excited look appeared on the boy's face.

The reason I came to see him this time was to let Damian see how much I've grown!

It's different from two years ago—

"Huh?"

Zoro exclaimed in surprise as his body flew into the air.

The room window had opened at some point, and Zoro flew out of it, soaring into the sky.

"You've come at the perfect time, Zoro."

A familiar voice rang out from the side, and Zoro instinctively turned his head, only to see his senior brother flying in the air.

"Damian?"

Zoro cried out in surprise.

What's the situation now?

"No time to explain, our next destination is the Grand Line!"

Damian and Zoro soared into the sky.

Along with it, a pointer also flew into the sky.

"Wow!"

Just like Sanji before him, Zoro's scream also echoed through the sky.

In the courtyard below, the old butler smiled and waved goodbye to the two who had soared into the sky.

He was also holding a box in his arms containing Krieg's head, which Jonah and the others wanted.

Zoro felt the scenery in front of him constantly changing, and when he came to his senses, he was already placed on a platform.

I subconsciously looked around and saw a green-haired guy and a blond-haired guy.

Where is this place? A ship?

"Set off."

I heard Damian's voice.

Then the ground suddenly shook, and the sudden acceleration caught Zoro off guard, turning him into a rolling gourd as he tumbled headfirst into the ship's side.

"pain!"

Zoro couldn't help but clutch the back of his head and cry out in pain, "Damian! What the hell are you doing?!"

What exactly is going on?

"Didn't I already say that?"

Damian turned around with a smile, "Our next goal is the Grand Line."

Of course, it's a golden legend like Sanji's.

"The Grand Line?"

"You've come at the right time; Kuina's in a bit of trouble."

"What?"

After pausing briefly above Roguetown, the Sky Sword continued its journey through the air.

However, at the same time, on the top floor of the Loguetown naval base, a white-haired man who was leisurely basking in the sun with two cigars in his mouth suddenly blinked suspiciously.

Did he see it wrong?

It seems like a cloud just flashed across the sky.

The deck of the Sky Sword.

"So, Kuina is currently being hunted down by a Shichibukai?"

Zoro sat cross-legged on the deck, three swords resting on his knees, having fully grasped the current situation.

"how?"

Damian chuckled softly.

Count me in!

Zoro's lips curled into a wide, excited grin. "A Shichibukai? I want to try and take them on too!"

Another one that's become ridiculously inflated.

Sanji, standing to the side, silently exhaled smoke rings. It should be said that...

No wonder he's Damian's junior brother!

"As expected of the eldest brother's junior brother!"

Barto, however, had a completely different attitude: "That's right! What's a mere Shichibukai!"

"We'll talk about that later!"

Zoro rolled to his feet, his gaze towards Damian burning with intensity. "Damian, I came here specifically to find you!"

"Oh?"

Damian exclaimed, "It must have been incredibly difficult. For you to reach Loguetown safely is nothing short of a miracle. Did you thank the gods?"

Zoro's face instantly turned bright red, his fists clenched so tightly they almost bled. "Stop looking down on me! I just have a bad sense of direction sometimes!"

Damian chuckled softly.

What a coincidence! If he hadn't happened to take on the Sword God and the Sword Saint as his underlings, he'd probably still be wandering around somewhere.

In return, Uncle Tyrone will take good care of those two.

"In short, Damian,"

Zoro took a deep breath, his shame vanishing, replaced by excitement. "Draw your sword! Let me show you how much I've grown these past two years!"

"Growing up?"

Damian smiled leisurely. "So, you've already mastered the art of cutting iron?"

Zoro looked embarrassed, his face turning slightly red. "Not yet..."

"Then let's forget about it."

Damian shook his head. "You still have a long way to go."

"Hey! You bastard!"

Zoro's face turned even redder, this time from anger.

Damian smirked. "If it really comes down to fighting, Bartolomeo, why don't you go play with Zoro?"

"no problem!"

Bartolomeo chuckled. "I'd like to see what kind of skill this kid has, daring to challenge you, big brother!"

"ha?"

Zoro looked at Bartolomeo.

Unlike Guina, he had never met Bartolomeo.

Zoro glanced at Bartolomeo briefly, then turned his gaze back to Damian. "Once you defeat this guy, you'll accept my challenge, right?"

You really dare to say that?

Damian suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay."

This kid's really in for a rough time.

"Good lad!"

Barto's smile suddenly turned vicious, and combined with his ferocious face, he looked absolutely terrifying. "How dare you look down on me! Come on, let me see how sharp your knife is!"

"I'm sorry then!"

Zoro instantly drew his sword, Yubashiri in his left hand and Kitetsu in his right, though the sword he held in his mouth was somewhat inferior.

"What kind of design is this?"

Barto's expression was strange. "Three-sword style? There's such a style?"

"This is the style that can defeat you!"

Zoro's voice was muffled, and the fact that he had a sword in his mouth made it a little harder to speak.

"Hey, come on."

Bartolomeo waved to Zoro.

Zoro retorted without hesitation, "I don't have much time to waste on you! Three-Sword Style: Demon Slash!"

In an instant, Zoro transformed into a meteor streaking across the sky, his three swords and three brilliant streaks simultaneously slicing towards Bartolomeo.

but.

"Iron block!"

"What?"

Zoro's expression changed drastically.

One hand.

A right hand is opened at the intersection of the three knives, and then all three knives are grasped in the palm at the same time.

Barto's right hand was wreathed in invisible energy as he grinned. "Using the back of a blade? You're seriously underestimating me! For someone like you, one hand is enough!"

With a casual shove, Zoro stumbled back a few steps, staring at Bartolomeo in disbelief.

What a joke! Even though I used the back of the blade, the force of that strike was real!

Even one of Damian's men has this kind of strength?

"It's boring to be alone."

Barto grinned, turning to Sanji, who was equally shocked, and said, "Curly Eyebrows, you come too!"

"ha?"

Sanji smirked. "Cockscomb, what are you talking about?"

"It's time to show you what's what, Grandpa Barto!"

Barto waved to both of them at the same time, "Come at me together! If you can make me move even one step, you win!"

"ha!"

Both of them had veins bulging on their foreheads at the same time.

Damian couldn't help but chuckle.

Barto's really getting cocky.

However, he does have the capital to become arrogant.