Pirates: Martial Arts Masters on the Straw Hat Ship

After saying that, Perospero suddenly turned his head, and the face that had just been so obsequious to Ronan instantly became stern and cold.

He roared at the three-eyed girl who was hiding in a corner of the crowd, trembling and looking completely bewildered, as if commanding a slave:

"Puren! What are you standing there for?! Get over here right now and pay your respects to Lord Ronan!!!"

"Perospero...you bastard!!!"

Upon hearing these inhuman words, Katakuri turned his head sharply.

In an instant, a terrifying, almost tangible, Asura-like fierce light shot out from those scarlet eyes!

He simply couldn't believe his ears!

In order to wag his tail and beg for mercy from the enemy, this man, who always considered himself the "eldest son of the family," did not hesitate for even half a second before offering his blood relatives to this killer like a cheap tool!

Normally, Katakuri would have swung his trident without hesitation and pinned this traitor who had tarnished the family bond to the beach!

but.

Faced with Katakuri's almost murderous, violent killing intent, Perospero, kneeling on the ground, did not show even the slightest hint of flinching or remorse.

Perospero slowly raised his head, his triangular eyes flashing with extreme madness and cold realism.

He stared directly into Katakuri's murderous gaze, not only without backing down, but also feeling a deep sense of mockery for his younger brother's "ignorance of his own life."

Perospero sneered inwardly. He had only one thought in his mind right now—to cling tightly to the Straw Hat Pirates, this terrifying force that could overturn the entire world!

After witnessing Ronan's power, which was like that of a god from the abyss, Perospero's faith was completely shattered and then rebuilt.

Since they have already decided to betray the old era and join the Straw Hat crew, what kind of family ties are they not willing to give up in this dog-eat-dog new world?

What bottom line is there that cannot be crossed?

Let alone just handing over a mere Brin.

Even now, if Lord Ronan, standing before him, ordered him to personally behead his unconscious mother, Big Mom, as a pledge of loyalty...

Charlotte Perospero wouldn't even bat an eye; he would chop that old woman's head off on the spot!

Faced with absolute power and extreme ambition, this group of villains, once shrouded in the aura of the Four Emperors, finally tore off their last veil of hypocrisy, revealing their most authentic, ugliest, yet cruelest survival instincts.

......

Amidst the devastation and deafening waves of the night, the atmosphere on the deserted island was eerily deathly still.

Ronan, dressed in a white trench coat, stood tall and straight like a spear piercing the sky.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at Charlotte Perospero, who was kneeling at his feet in a comical yet extremely humble manner.

"You're fine."

Ronan's voice wasn't loud, and even carried a hint of casualness, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly amidst the howling sea wind.

A cold, insightful smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"He's not only a pragmatic person who knows how to assess the situation, but also a ruthless character who can get things done without hesitation... That's right, I like smart people."

Upon hearing Ronan's weighty praise, Perospero's heavily made-up old face instantly blossomed into a ecstatic, even somewhat distorted, fawning smile.

Without hesitation, he slammed his head heavily against the rough, gravelly rock, his long tongue trembling with excitement:

"Peroli...it's what I should do!"

"To be able to follow Lord Ronan, an unparalleled overlord destined to overturn the world, is an honor our entire Charlotte family has accumulated over generations!"

"hehe……"

Ronan chuckled dismissively, a laugh brimming with absolute confidence that seemed to encompass the entire universe:

"Stay close, your meager ambitions... will definitely not disappoint you."

Just as Perospero was frantically professing his loyalty, a series of faint, fearful footsteps slowly approached from the darkness not far away.

As the cool moonlight tore through the dark clouds and spilled onto the deserted island's beach, a petite girl with exceptionally graceful curves walked shakily into everyone's sight, like a startled deer.

That was Charlotte Brin, the 35th daughter of the Charlotte family.

She wore a striking pink top with an orange corset cinched at the waist, perfectly accentuating her stunning figure.

She had long, wavy, light brown hair, and at that moment, the bangs at the front were combed up high and tied into a single ponytail.

What is most striking is that on her originally cute face with slightly protruding lips, right in the center of her smooth forehead, there is a third round, brown eye!

"Huh?"

Standing behind Ronan, Nami blinked, looking at the strangely-looking girl with some curiosity, and softly asked Ronan:

"Ronan, why did you suddenly call this old lady's daughter over? What do you want to do?"

Sanji, who was standing next to Nami and had been smoking a cigarette, suddenly shuddered the moment he saw Pudding.

Two enormous red hearts suddenly shot out from those deep blue eyes!

"Wow!!! What a beautiful and cute girl!!!"

Sanji let out an instinctive groundhog scream in his mind, and even his breath stopped for half a second.

but!

Having undergone recent trials, Sanji now possesses a strong will to resist women.

More importantly, he knew very well that Ronan's specific request for this girl at this critical juncture was definitely part of a major strategic plan.

So, Sanji struggled to suppress the flutter in his heart, forced himself to look away, and simply straightened his slightly disheveled black tie, standing there like a cool knight, without rashly approaching to strike up a conversation.

"You are the one who ate the 'Memory Fruit,' right?"

Ronan ignored his companion's question and calmly looked at Pudding.

The moment Ronan locked his gaze on her, Brin felt an indescribable, terrifying pressure crashing down on her like a mountain falling on her!

"Yes...yes...Lord Ronan..."

Pudding trembled violently with fear, her hands clutching the hem of her pink dress tightly.

Her three eyes were filled with extreme fear, because she knew how powerful the man before her was.

Faced with this monster, she was like a withered leaf in a storm, about to be crushed into dust at any moment.