One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy gently put down his teacup, looking at Granny New with a mocking expression.

"Grandma New!"

"If I wanted to annex Amazon Lily, it wouldn't be that complicated. If I had just left Hancock on Beehive Island three years ago and ignored your lives, Amazon Lily would have been destroyed several times over from both inside and outside."

Grandma Niu's lips twitched.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Roy was telling the truth.

"I want allies, not vassals."

Roy looked intently at Grandma New, his tone calm yet unwavering.

"Snake Island is Snake Island, and Beehive Island is Beehive Island. Allies help each other, but each remains independent."

"Hancock is the Empress of Amazon Lily, that will never change. But she is also an ally of Beehive Island, and I will provide her with ample support—"

Including combat power, resources, intelligence, and training systems—

However, we will not interfere in the internal affairs of Amazon Lily. As long as you do not betray our alliance, Amazon Lily will always belong to the people of Amazon Lily.

Grandma Niu fell silent.

She looked into Roy's calm eyes, and in them she saw no falsehood or pretense.

Every word spoken to her by this pirate emperor, known as the "Emperor of Heaven's Way," was a genuine promise.

This old woman, who had lived for over a hundred years, finally made up her mind.

She stood up, leaning on her snake staff, and bowed deeply to Roy.

"Captain Roy, from this day forward, Amazon Lily is officially a permanent ally of Beehive Island. As long as I live, this alliance will never change."

Roy reached out to help her up: "Don't bow yet. I have another suggestion."

Grandma Niu sat down again and listened attentively.

"As you saw today, Hancock can hold the fort by herself, but Amazon Lily can't rely on her alone."

Her strength is top-notch among the strongest, but if the Navy Headquarters sends an admiral, she can't handle it alone.

I need the warriors of Amazon Lily to be able to defend themselves, instead of having Beehive Island rush over from afar to their aid every time they encounter trouble.

Grandma New's eyes lit up: "You mean...?"

Bloodline transplantation.

Roy said, word by word,

"The basic bloodline transplantation technology of Beehive Island has been optimized over the past few years, and its safety has been maximized."

Although its potential is not as great as the perfect version of the transplant, it can increase the physical attributes, defense, stamina, and domineering talent of ordinary warriors several times over.

I can send scientists to Amazon Lily to transplant this technology onto your soldiers.

Grandma New suddenly stood up, nearly dropping her snake staff:

"This...this is real?!"

"The condition is—"

Roy raised a finger,

"The core raw materials for bloodline transplantation must be supplied by Beehive Island."

This is not about me trying to control you, but rather that the manufacturing technology for these raw materials is a core secret of Beehive Island.

I can leave the equipment and basic technology to Amazon Lily, but the core materials must be transported from Beehive Island.

This is both a guarantee of cooperation and a bottom line for technological security.

Grandma Niu agreed without hesitation, "No problem!"

"In addition to the bloodline transplant, I also need to arrange a group of instructors for Amazon Lily."

Roy continued,

"Savi—you've met him, the martial arts instructor from Beehive Island. Charon—a master of fish-man karate. Kazami—Hawkeye's personal disciple. Van Augur—Beehive Island's chief sniper."

These four individuals are respectively responsible for training in Naval Six Styles and physical combat, Fish-Man Karate and close-quarters fighting, swordsmanship and movement techniques, and shooting and Observation Haki accuracy.

Grandma Niu's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened, her hands trembling slightly: "This...this..."

"Make your warriors capable of standing alone in any situation."

Roy stood up and walked towards the door.

"I will contact Beehive Island. Tezzolo will be responsible for bringing the equipment and scientists over, and Savi and the others will come along as well."

I told them to leave Beehive Island immediately and wait until the situation regarding the succession was completely stable before leaving.

Grandma New stood in the center of the secret room, watching Roy's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and remained silent for a long time.

She looked down at her hands, which were covered with age spots, and found that they were trembling involuntarily.

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

For decades, she had fantasized countless times that Amazon Lily would one day be like this—

They are not merely clinging to power to survive, but truly possess the strength to protect themselves.

Huo Torch Lotus struggled his whole life, but all he managed was to keep Amazon Lily barely independent in the Calm Belt.

And now, this man before me has casually presented a gift that could change the fate of Amazon Lily.

Grandma New, leaning on her snake-shaped cane, solemnly bowed her head in the direction Roy had left.

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The morning on Amazon Lily was quiet the day after the inauguration ceremony.

Hancock sat in the study of the palace, the desk in front of her piled high with scrolls of Amazon Lily's political affairs—

She had to personally review every single document, from the allocation of resources among the various tribes and the adjustments to port defenses to the deployment arrangements for this year's pirate hunting season.

These are all things that Huobalian had to deal with every day when she was alive, and now they have fallen on her shoulders.

She flipped through the scrolls slowly but very carefully.

Occasionally, he would write a few annotations on the edge of the scroll with a brush. His handwriting wasn't particularly beautiful, but he was extremely careful with each stroke.

Whenever she heard the sound of waves crashing against the rocks outside the window, she would involuntarily look up, her gaze passing through the window and landing on the rocks on the distant beach.

Roy was sitting on the largest rock, holding a simple fishing rod in his hand.

His posture was very relaxed, with one leg dangling on the edge of the reef and the other leg casually crossed, like a fisherman taking a break on the weekend.

Sunlight bathed him, enveloping his profile in a pale golden halo.

Hancock looked at the figure, and a very faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

He even forgot to continue reading the scroll in his hand about the allocation of resources for the Cloud Serpent Tribe.

"elder sister."

Sandasonia's voice drifted over from the side, carrying a hint of suppressed laughter.

Marigold leaned in, resting her chin on Sandasonia's shoulder. The two sisters exchanged a glance and spoke at the same time:

"Lord Roy!"

Hancock's face instantly turned bright red, and she grabbed the scroll from the table and threw it at the two of them:

"You two, double your training today!"

The two younger sisters ran out of the study laughing loudly, their laughter echoing in the corridor for a long time.

But this rare tranquility did not last long.

Just as Hancock picked up her pen again, a series of urgent bell tolled from the direction of the port.

The bell tolls short and urgent, one long and two short, repeated repeatedly—the most urgent alarm signal on Snake Island.

This means that unidentified vessels have appeared within the warning area of ​​Snake Island.

Hancock's pen paused.

The next moment, she disappeared from behind the desk, leaving only the chair creaking and spinning around on the floor.