One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

Chapter 107 The Celestial Dragons' Ambition

"The Kingdom of Alf"

Sith gazed at the distant island and softly murmured its name.

The Kingdom of Alf is a famous major power in the first half of the Grand Line. Because it is located on the prosperous trade route, the Gold Sea, and is rich in resources, especially gold, it is quite wealthy.

For this reason, the Kingdom of Alf has always existed as an independent nation, and the World Government has invited them to become a member state several times, but they have declined each time.

This also sowed the seeds for the downfall of the Kingdom of Alf.

From the perspective of the World Government, all powerful kingdoms must become member states, not only to collect protection fees, but more importantly, to facilitate control.

If a powerful nation can refuse the recruitment of the World Government, what if other member states follow suit?

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." The Valley of the Gods was a similar case back then.

However, the incident at God Valley cast a deep shadow over the Celestial Dragons, causing their school trips to be suspended for many years. Until recently, when the seas were relatively calm and Kaido and Whitebeard were both severely injured, the Celestial Dragons felt they were back in power and couldn't wait to start looking for new fun.

Unfortunately, encountering the Sith was their worst misfortune.

Sith silently reviewed the operation plan when a marine came over to report: "Vice Admiral Sith, Admiral Akainu requests your presence for a meeting."

Sith nodded and used Moonwalk to leave his ship and head towards Akainu's flagship.

In the captain's cabin.

"Uriel Sith, any news from your end?"

Akainu sat behind his desk and asked Sith directly when he came in.

His cold, hard features were shadowed by the light, his downturned lips held no hint of a smile, and his gaze toward Sith was filled with undisguised suspicion and disgust.

Ever since that fight with the Sith at headquarters, Akainu has grown increasingly disgusted with this guy.

If it weren't for the fact that Sith was brave enough to even fight the Pirate Emperor and act righteously, Akainu would have found a way to kick him out of the Marines long ago.

Sith ignored Akainu's attitude, sat down in front of him, and chuckled, "No problem, everything is normal."

Akainu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Did I tell you to sit down?"

Sith's smile remained unchanged: "Isn't a chair meant to be sat on?"

After a two-second silence, Akainu took a deep drag on his cigar, calming his anger slightly.

"I called you here to remind you that the importance of this mission goes without saying. As my deputy commander, you must hold your position and obey my orders without question!"

A big reason he hated the Sith was that the kid liked to disobey orders.

For example, in the last battle against Kaido, although the result was alright, Sengoku clearly ordered them to retreat.

Akainu always held himself to the standard of a "perfect soldier," and obedience to orders is a soldier's primary duty. It's easy to see how much he disapproved of the Sith's behavior.

This escort mission is of great importance. Headquarters has dispatched a fleet even larger than the Buster Call fleet, and he, as the general, is personally leading the operation, not to mention that many other officers have also come.

If the Sith misbehaves again, he won't be able to resist killing them!

Seeing Akainu's extremely anxious appearance, Sith deliberately asked, "Admiral Akainu, there isn't even a single ship in the nearby waters, so it's impossible for any pirates or anything like that to come and cause trouble."

"The Celestial Dragons are just visiting the island for a short trip; they're not fighting a war."

Why are you so nervous?

Upon hearing this, Akainu's expression changed, and he said seriously, "Everything about the Celestial Dragons is very important. Do I really need to teach you this?!"

He reprimanded her with a stern face, but there was a hint of wavering in his voice.

Sith sneered and didn't say anything more.

He said this just to tease Akainu, to see if he was truly on the side of justice or on the side of the Celestial Dragons.

As expected, Akainu, being an admiral, was well aware of the truth about the school trip, but simply chose to remain silent.

"In short, our navy's mission is simply to guard the outer edge of the island and must never set foot inside to interfere with the Celestial Dragons' travels."

Akainu emphasized this last point.

Sith stood up, nodded to indicate that he understood, and then left without saying goodbye.

After he left, Akainu's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he looked as if he had aged two years.

"This is all for justice."

He exhaled a sharp puff of smoke and stubbed out the half-eaten cigar in the ashtray.

Behind the naval fleet, several large ships were slowly sailing.

These ships are ornately designed, with their hulls entirely crafted by artisans from Water Seven using the "Adam Tree." The snow-white sails are adorned with black "Heavenly Dragon Hooves" markings, signifying that they are the exclusive property of the world's nobility.

At this moment, a lively party was being held on the largest ship, where hundreds of luxuriously dressed Celestial Dragons gathered together, chatting and laughing, excited about the pleasant journey that was about to begin.

At that moment, a female Celestial Dragon covered her mouth and whispered, "Saint Reifeld has arrived!"

A young man in his early twenties walked slowly towards them. Although he was only wearing a simple black shirt, his handsome features still drew admiration from the female Celestial Dragons.

Celestial Dragons aren't always fat and bloated. For a very small number of ambitious young Celestial Dragons, a life of idleness and complacency is not what they desire.

Saint Reidfeld, who has become "God's Blade," is one of them.

The tour group had been on its way for several days, and Saint Rayfield had been staying in the training room below deck, rarely coming up to attend gatherings. So, his appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Rayfield Saint was already used to such admiring gazes. He walked through the crowd expressionlessly, his black ponytail hanging motionless behind his head, adding to his cold and aloof demeanor.

Then he suddenly looked at the maid carrying the wine tray beside him and said indifferently, "Your eyes are very beautiful."

The female dragons immediately looked at her with envy, and saw that the maid had a pair of ruby-like eyes, which were indeed considered beautiful even among the slaves of the Holy Land.

"Thank you—thank you so much."

The maid's face flushed red instantly, and scenes from novels and comics flashed through her mind.

In those wonderful storylines, there are occasional kind and handsome Celestial Dragons who fall in love with a maid of humble origins, and eventually marry her despite objections, creating a beautiful love story.

Could I really have encountered such a good thing?

"Take your eyes out and give them to me."

Before the maid's fantasy could end, the cold voice of Saint Rayfield pulled her back to reality.

"Eh?"

Before she could even process what was happening, Rayfield Saint had already drawn his dagger.

"So cool! No wonder he's Saint Rayfield!"

The female Celestial Dragons immediately cupped their faces in their hands, revealing infatuated expressions.

Who wouldn't love a man who wants to get what he wants immediately?

As for maids, they are merely tools, every inch of their bodies belonging to their masters. It is an honor for them to have their eyes set on by Saint Rayfield!

"No, no, please don't!"

The maid retreated in fright, her expression one of terrified fear amidst the laughter of the Celestial Dragons.

Rayfield Saint remained expressionless, but with a swift movement, he had already gripped her arm tightly.

"Don't move, it would be such a shame if you scratched your eyeball."

Just as the maid was about to be brutally murdered, a crisp slap rang out. Rayfield Saint covered his right cheek and looked at the attacker in astonishment.

"I warned you not to let frivolous pursuits distract you from your studies."

The Maffei Palace appeared before him like a ghost, slowly lowering the hand that had just slapped him.

Upon seeing her appear, the Celestial Dragons who were watching immediately shut their mouths.

Maffei Palace and Redfield St. both belong to the Chatchelies family, which is a mother and son.

Even in the Holy Land, the Chatchers family is a dazzling and powerful clan, and the elite of the Divine Knights at the Mafi Palace are its core members.

The Celestial Dragons have all heard the legend that many years ago, during the God Valley incident, it was the Mafi Palace that rescued Saint Figarando Shamrock from the clutches of villains, leaving the Figarando family with a great debt of gratitude.

However, this woman's personality changed drastically after the God Valley incident. Her originally lively and cheerful personality became lifeless, and her son, Saint Rayfield, naturally suffered as a result.

For this hunting competition, Mafi Palace personally came to supervise the Celestial Dragons' travel group, so they were also on the ship.

The party ended quickly, and the Celestial Dragons all slipped away, leaving only the mother and son, along with the unfortunate maid, on the deck.

Rayfield touched his reddened right cheek, his expression unchanged, as if he had long been accustomed to this way of mother and son interacting.

"I wasn't playing around with women, I just suddenly wanted those eyes."

He explained it casually.

Maffei frowned and said coldly, "Women, eyes, or any other nonsense, it doesn't matter."

"Once you develop sexual desires, you can easily become like those fat pigs of your kind, indulging in pleasure, only to be slaughtered in the end!"

Rayfield Saint said softly, "Mother, don't you also want that thing? Aren't you also addicted to material desires?"

Snapped!

An even harder slap landed on his left cheek.

"Fool, I'm doing all this for you and the family!"

Maffei Palace took a deep breath, her tone softening slightly.

"Remember this: we Celestial Dragons are not invincible. Even the Knights of God will grow old."

"Immortality is merely a temporary gift from the Master."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze toward Mary Geoise, a hint of fear creeping across her arrogant face.

"Only if you obtain that fruit will I have a chance to gain immortality and become one of the Five Elders, forever protecting you and your family!"

Maffei's voice trembled, his eyes filled with fanatical light.

Years ago in the Valley of the Gods, she witnessed countless members of her people being brutally murdered. Even she, as a member of the Knights of the Gods, was at risk of being killed by those great pirates!

If it weren't for the Master's "Deep Sea Contract," she herself would have been cut in half at the waist by Whitebeard back then.

Moreover, the Knights of God also age, and aging means death, which terrifies the Mafi Palace.

There is only one way to eliminate this fear: become strong enough, be chosen by your Master, and become one of the new Five Elders!

Therefore, after the God Valley incident, Maffei Palace restrained her personality, abandoned all entertainment that would hinder her from becoming stronger, and focused all her energy on becoming stronger.

But she soon discovered that no matter how strong she became, she could not compare to those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, let alone receive guidance from her Master.

Until she heard about the first prize of this hunting competition, which would likely allow her to regain her youth and give her a chance to challenge for a position among the Five Elders.

She had already eaten the Devil Fruit, so naturally she couldn't eat another one. She then placed all her hopes on her son.

Saint Reidel remained expressionless as he listened to the murmurs of Maffei Palace.

He had heard about his mother's ambitions for decades and was no longer moved by them.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my cultivation."

After speaking, Rayfield returned to the deck below.

He had come up to rest for a while and get some fresh air, but after being scolded by his mother, he lost his mood.

Where no one could see from the Mafi Palace, a hint of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

After he left, Maffei Palace looked at the trembling maid.

"Don't be afraid, your eyes won't be gouged out."

She patted the maid on the shoulder with a gentle smile.

"But don't forget, it was I who bestowed this favor upon you."

The maid quickly knelt down: "Thank you, Madam! I will never forget your kindness!"

Maffei nodded in satisfaction, raised his right hand, and countless green light spots flew out from the maid's body and flowed into Maffei's body.

The maid opened her mouth and let out a silent scream, the light in her eyes quickly dimming.

thump.

She quickly became a lifeless corpse.