Recruit Luffy at the start and build the strongest navy.

Kyle and the others then stayed in Windmill Village for several more days.

After all, I probably won't be back here for a long time, so I'll take this opportunity to soak in the atmosphere of this place one last time.

Finally, the day arrived for everyone to set sail.

At Dadan's doorstep, large and small bags were piled up, making Kyle, who was sitting on a large rock not far away, twitch at the corner of his eye.

What we're saying is that now this house has truly become a pure house, returning to its original form, just made of wood, right?

Everything that could be seen was packed up by Dadan and prepared to be taken away.

They claim that they've developed an attachment to the product over time and can't bear to throw it away!

Even rats would probably spit if they came here. And one more thing:

It has never been to such a clean place before!

After a while, the house was finally cleaned up when Dadan came out carrying a large bag.

Kyle jumped down from the rock, came to the group, looked at Dadan, and asked:

"Everything's packed up, right?"

"Yes! It's all here!"

Dadan responded with a smile.

"good!"

Kyle nodded.

He stretched out his right hand, and purple lightning erupted from it, transforming into countless tiny bolts of lightning that shot towards the surrounding bags.

The moment it touched the bags, it did not cause any damage to them, but instead transformed into a purple lightning net that entangled them.

Then, one by one, these bags floated up and drifted in the air.

You know about the magnetic effect of electric current, right?

Since a magnetic field is a byproduct of electric current, it makes sense that it can make these objects levitate.

As the old saying goes, if you master math, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear.

Although it has been proven that this statement may not be applicable to the present era, this knowledge can indeed provide some inspiration for him to develop his fruit abilities.

Luffy and the others watched this scene with immense envy.

Making these things float with just a flick of the wrist—that's so cool!

Suddenly, Luffy seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his arm to grab one of the floating bags.

Since the bag can float, adding him shouldn't be a big problem, right?

However, Luffy's hand trembled as soon as it touched the outer layer of fine lightning.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

In pain, Luffy immediately pulled his hand back and looked at his open palm.

His palm was charred black from the electric shock, and there was even a slight black smoke coming out.

Luffy raised his hand and blew a lot of air into his palm, a comical scene that made everyone around him burst into laughter.

"You...you guys aren't allowed to laugh!!"

Luffy was furious and shouted loudly. Then he leaped onto Ace and kept scratching Ace's head.

"Idiot Luffy, get down here! I'm not the only one laughing, why are you jumping on my head?!"

Ace kept pulling at Luffy, trying to pull him off, but Luffy held onto Ace's head tightly, pulling so hard that Ace couldn't breathe.

Upon seeing this, everyone around burst into laughter again.

"Hahaha……"

Amidst the playful banter, the group slowly walked towards where the warship was docked.

However, upon arriving at the village, a commotion and a scream suddenly erupted ahead.

Kyle narrowed his eyes, and his body transformed into purple lightning, instantly disappearing from the spot.

A few minutes ago, an uninvited guest arrived in Windmill Village.

A tall, thin man wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a red coat, with a gold necklace around his neck, a black goatee, and an X-shaped scar over his right eye, slowly walked into the windmill village.

Behind him stood dozens of menacing-looking people.

The villagers' expressions changed drastically the moment they saw him, and they instinctively took a few steps back, beads of cold sweat appearing on their foreheads and dripping down their faces.

"Mountain...Mountain Bandit King Si...Sigu!!"

A villager spoke, his voice trembling.

"Um?!"

His shout immediately drew Sig's attention, and the moment he met Sig's brutal gaze, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his face turning deathly pale.

"Cough...Ptooey!!"

Sieg spat disdainfully at the villager, saying as he did so:

"waste!!"

After saying that, he continued to lead his band of bandits toward the village.

The villager who was insulted did not dare to express any dissatisfaction.

On the contrary, he felt extremely fortunate that Sieg did not have a killing urge today and kill him.

After all, this bandit king was notorious for doing whatever he wanted, killing whomever he pleased, a vicious bandit whose hands were stained with the blood of forty-two people.

Don't ask him why he knows so clearly that there are forty-two people, because every time he comes to the village, Sig's underlings give him an introduction:

"What are you looking at? Look again and you'll lose your lives! Our boss is a great bandit who killed forty-two people. Killing you ants is just a piece of cake for him!"

"Our boss is a bandit king with a bounty of seven million Berries!!"

Arriving at the center of the village, and looking at the many villagers who were terrified of them, the bandits felt a great sense of satisfaction.

They became bandits because they wanted to enjoy the fear people had of them, the intimidating reputation of being able to roam freely wherever they went, as long as they announced their bandit gang's name.

Ignoring the fearful stares of those around him, Sieg walked straight into the bar.

A short while later, he came out with several bottles of wine.

And of course, he didn't pay for these drinks either.

What a joke! He's the bandit king, Sig. If he has to pay for his drinks, wouldn't that lower his status?

He picked up a bottle of wine, uncorked it, and started drinking straight down his throat, gulping it down.

Then he walked up to a general store, extended his hand, and spoke softly:

"Give me some Pele to spend!"

The grocery store owner, a middle-aged man with a kind and honest appearance, looked troubled upon hearing this and said hesitantly:

"Lord Sig, business at my shop has been terrible lately; we haven't made much Berries at all!"

"I'm afraid I won't have much to offer you as a token of my respect!"

"Gulp gulp!!"

Sieg blew directly from the bottle, the liquor gushing down his throat with a series of gulps.

He finished the entire bottle of wine in no time.

The next moment, he smashed the bottle in his hand toward the head of the grocery store owner.

pat!

The sound of the bottle shattering came along with the shop owner's scream. A line of blood exploded, and the shop owner collapsed to the ground, clutching his head.

Shards of the bottle remained on his head, and countless drops of blood flowed down, staining his entire face red.

Such a brutal scene immediately terrified the other villagers in the vicinity, who all fell silent in fear.

Looking down at the shopkeeper who was screaming and groaning at his feet, Sieg's expression was both brutal and cold.

"I'm not here to hear your reasons!"

"All you need to do is give me Pelé. If you can't give me Pelé today, then hand over your life..."

It's sizzling!

Before the words were finished, a clap of thunder rang out.

……