Settsetse! The Pirate Nemesis

"Is there something you need? Or do you want an autograph?"

While still munching on cheap fried chicken sold at the casino, Sett reached out his greasy hand to take the pen Robin handed him.

"Where do you sign? Let me make this clear first, I'm not interested in men. If you dare to show your penis, I'll break it."

Robin had anticipated Sett's words. She silently congratulated herself on finding a powerful patron this time, praising his independent and unconventional personality, while greedily devouring fried chicken.

Since the Ohara massacre, Robin has lived a life of constant wandering, with betrayals, exploitation, and kidnappings leaving him almost no time to breathe. Especially before, when he was on a slave ship, Robin knew to endure hunger and avoid competing with the slaves for food in order to avoid attracting attention. Now that he can finally eat something decent, although it's a bit greasy, it's at least much better than the scraps from the swill buckets.

“The boss is very interested in you… How about a long-term contract?” Ignoring Sett’s rudeness, Witt said, “You were born to be in the ring… We’ll give you a satisfactory price.”

How much does it cost per show?

“Five million Berries per show,” Witt said, holding up five fingers. “Of course, that includes advertising costs… We won’t pay easily if the revenue doesn’t meet our targets.”

"I will not lose," Sett said calmly, with an air of arrogance. "Get the money ready, and my unlucky opponent too. Also, settle my bill for this match first."

"..." Hearing Sett's words, even the prepared Witt was somewhat impressed—this guy named Sett really had a lot of nerve. His demands were incredibly outrageous...

But since the boss had taken a liking to him, Victor didn't say much. He just glanced at Robin before leaving, noticed some features, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "The Demon Child... she's worth far more than you."

Upon hearing this, Robin, who had been wolfing down her food, suddenly tensed up—her disguise might fool others, but it couldn't hide anything from those who were paying attention.

Just as Robin was still nervous, Sett's slightly impatient voice came from the side:

"Take care of your eyes."

11. A Strange Request (Third Update)

Upon hearing Sett's words, both Robin and Witt paused for a moment. Then, they both turned their gazes in the same direction as Sett.

Sett's response was simple: "Keep your eyes to yourself. I don't care about any nonsense like whether she's the Demon Child or not. All you need to know is that she's my manager."

Hearing Sett's almost merciless words, Witt's eyes narrowed slightly. Seemingly lost in thought, he chuckled softly after a moment. Raising his head again, Witt nodded as if he hadn't heard the previous words at all, saying, "Alright... then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

As he spoke, Witt extended his hand in a friendly gesture. Sett, still engrossed in his greasy, low-quality fried chicken, made no attempt to shake hands with Witt. But this time, before Witt could react or say anything more, another somewhat thin hand reached out from the side.

“I hope we can work together successfully.” Unlike his previous panic, Robin’s eyes were now calm. Witt glanced at Sett beside him, who seemed completely unconcerned, and nodded knowingly.

"I hope we can work together successfully... Miss Agent."

Nodding in acknowledgment, Robin, though only a thirteen-year-old girl, showed no stage fright whatsoever. A professional smile graced her face, leaving no room for criticism.

Having spent five long years wandering the bandit-infested West Blue, Robin's acting skills are undeniable. However, before this, Robin had always feigned harmlessness to gain the trust of others and obtain food or an opportunity to escape. Now, it's simply a matter of transforming that harmlessness into a professional smile, which isn't difficult.

Watching Victor leave, Robin breathed a sigh of relief and then continued to eat the fried chicken.

"Too slow, I'll eat as I walk." Watching Robin eat with hunger, Sett chewed up a bone and swallowed it whole. He picked up a carbonated drink and shook it violently until the cap popped open and all the carbonation sprayed out, then gulped it down. With his energy replenished, Sett's eyes seemed to light up again, and he gave himself a thumbs-up: "I'm not planning on sleeping on the streets."

“I think so too.” Robin nodded seriously: “For the sake of the future, we do need a base, or a safe… um, home or something like that.”

Robin's expression was clearly strange when the topic of home came up. For Robin, home had always been a foreign and distant concept. Especially now, with some inexplicable violent maniac around... well, it wasn't all that bad.

Robin thought to himself.

Robin's mother left her hometown when Robin was three years old, and the next time they met was the last time—undoubtedly, from any perspective, Robin's mother was not a good mother. But this did not affect Robin's strong attachment to the concept of family.

Rather, it's precisely because she's been wandering for so long that Robin desperately longs for a place where she can find some peace and quiet...

But just as they stepped out of the casino, a group of burly men surrounded them.

They came in all sorts of strange shapes and sizes. After transmigrating, Sett's height reached over two meters. In his previous life, he would definitely be considered a small giant, but in this world, interestingly enough, Sett has already encountered five or six monsters over three meters tall... It's a shame he's not playing ball with them.

"so?"

With a slight raise of his brow, Sett looked at the group before him with impatience. The leader of the group scoffed, saying, "We are Vannosson's Brothers, the Heavy Hammer Fist! You think you can just walk away after killing our brothers?"

Upon hearing this, Sett chuckled: "The Fist Gang? When did the garbage dump start calling itself that?"

There was no malice involved; it was purely instinctive. As the king of trash talk, Sett rarely hides his thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, seemingly aware that Sett was not someone to be trifled with, the leader forced himself to calm down and said coldly, "Enough with the nonsense... hand over your reward, and we'll let bygones be bygones regarding Vannosson's matter."

"What if I don't give it to you?"

"Then you'll have to ask our fists, brothers!!!"

A moment later, they emerged from the alley, Robin struggling to drag an extra box of banknotes behind Sett. Sett remarked with a sigh, "I've never heard of such a request... I wish there were more idiots like this."

"And you should also get some exercise."

“…Okay…um…Master?” Robin struggled to speak, then suddenly realized she didn’t know what she should call Sett.

"Don't give me that. I'm not interested in little brats." Sett waved his hand dismissively. "Just call me Sett. Get to work, and I won't mistreat those who have helped me."

12. Tina's Door-to-Door Service

"Either you give me a discount, or I'll break your bones."

Seated in a chair, Sett looked at the young boss in front of him with a calm expression: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"...I understand, I understand..."

The shopkeeper, all smiles, replaced the contract—under normal circumstances, Sett would have even bothered to haggle. But this shopkeeper clearly knew Sett and Robin were traveling alone and wanted to make a quick buck. So Sett, along with the other guys, got a beating.

Tolerance? Kindness? Harmony with others?

No way. Sett only believes in one principle: strike once to avoid a hundred. Whether he can win is another matter, but at least he wants to make them think twice before they act!

Under real threats of violence, Sett successfully found a small house in a prosperous area in the center of the island. It was fully furnished and ready to move in.

Upon arriving at her new home, Robin excitedly ran around. After five years of drifting alone on the high seas, she finally had a safe place to rest. This was clearly a huge boost for Robin.

Sett, completely unconcerned, casually tossed the snakeskin bag from his shoulder onto the open ground. A gust of wind blew, scattering colorful banknotes everywhere. Seeing this, Robin immediately ran over to clean it up. Watching Sett lounging on the sofa, acting as if he owned the place, Robin felt a little helpless—

Even so, Robin carefully put the money away. After strolling around the two-story house, he sat on the swing in the yard and quietly took out a book to read.

Although Robin's mother wasn't exactly a perfect mother, one thing she truly passed down to Robin was her mother Olvia's spirit of exploration and thirst for knowledge, which were evident in every detail. Even during their escape, Robin would find time to read... not only to gain knowledge but also to some extent to mitigate the effects of hunger.

After taking a nap, Sett woke up in the afternoon. Stretching, Sett stood up from the sofa to stretch. Perhaps because the sofa wasn't meant for sleeping, Sett's body creaked and groaned as he stood up.

I'm hungry!

Upon hearing Sett's words, Robin nimbly jumped off the swing outside and hopped towards the kitchen, saying, "Okay! Wait a moment."

Sett gave an OK sign, then stood up and went out into the yard to breathe in some fresh air—in his previous life, a detached house with a yard in the city center like this would cost tens of thousands per square meter even in second- or third-tier cities. Making a living by fighting in underground boxing matches might sound cool, but Sett mostly stayed in cheap hotels that cost only a few dollars a day, and sometimes he even spent the night in internet cafes.

He was an orphan and a rebel. He had no attachment to his past life as Sett. On the contrary, Sett felt good about this world—there wasn't so much scheming and backstabbing; as long as you were strong enough, it didn't matter what you did.

Someone else would probably feel uncomfortable, right? But Sett doesn't care at all—he's never been a good person anyway.

But just then, the sound of a lock being opened came from the side door. Hearing this, Robin instinctively looked towards Sett. Sett, without hesitation, strode towards the door. The door didn't open, seemingly because something was wrong. While the people outside were still fumbling for other keys on their keychains, Sett simply opened the door.

Still somewhat confused, Tina was changing keys when she finally got home after a long day at work, only to find that the key wouldn't open the door. Looking closely at the gate, Tina realized she had come to the wrong place. Just as she was about to leave, the gate suddenly opened, revealing a burly man.

"Is there something you need... Miss Cop?"

At first, he thought it was a thief he was going to teach a lesson to, but when he saw Tina's navy coat, Sett's expression immediately became even more gloomy - you can't expect someone who fights in underground boxing matches to have much in common with people in government.

Upon hearing Sett's address, Tina frowned slightly, but took a deep breath to calm herself before saying, "I'm Tina, the neighbor next door. I just got home and mistook the address..."

Before Tina could finish speaking, Sett prepared to close the door. But just as the door was about to close, Tina, contrary to her usual behavior, suddenly stretched out her hand and stopped the door from closing.

Seeing this, Sett reopened the door, but this time, Sett found that Tina wasn't looking at him. Instead, her beautiful eyes were fixed on something behind him.

Looking back, there was Robin, who had rushed over after hearing the news.

With a cold look in his eyes, Sett pulled Tina into the yard.

13. Battle, Tina

Unlike those guys who gamble in underground boxing matches, Tina's fighting ability is that of a genuine Navy Lieutenant Commander.

Before Sett could even fully pull Tina in, Tina reacted quickly enough, swinging her wrist to break free from Sett's grip.

He glanced at his arm. The hand that had been reaching for Tina was now inexplicably bound by black iron bars. The dark bars were incredibly hard, but what puzzled Sett even more than their silhouettes was how they had ended up in his hand.

The instant Sett grabbed Tina, Tina's body suddenly lost its form. By the time Sett realized what had happened, Tina's arm had been replaced by these iron shrapnels.

Recalling Squidward on the slave ship, Sett shook his head and then forcibly ripped the iron rapier off his arm.

"Is it some kind of strange fruit again...?"

Watching her once-unstoppable iron handcuffs slip off as easily as cotton, Tina's eyes showed a hint of seriousness. Exhaling a puff of smoke, Tina tossed the cigarette in her mouth to the ground and stomped it out—

Having confirmed that Sett wasn't the pirate on the wanted poster, and glancing at the wary Robin behind her, Tina said, "Although I don't know what your relationship is with this little girl, I advise you not to have too much contact with her."

"What a coincidence, that's exactly what I wanted to say to you too."

Looking at Tina in front of him, Sett had no intention of engaging in any gentle negotiations—although he had only been in this world for less than a day, Sett could sense that in this world where individual abilities were elevated to an unimaginable level, no matter what the matter, sufficient strength was the ultimate bargaining chip.

In other words, this is a world where violence can solve 99% of the problems!

Sett was aware of Robin's special status, but it didn't matter to him—he was actually hoping to get more guys who were looking for trouble to practice on!

Robin is very capable, especially as a manager—Sett has no intention of working for anyone else; becoming the boss is a done deal. And regardless of right or wrong, Sett can't be bothered to think about it. Or rather, he'd rather have a capable person by his side to handle things than think about these things himself.

You're the eldest brother who insists on doing everything himself! (Outrageous statement)

Sett cracked his fists, his hands making a series of snapping sounds. His ferocious battle intent materialized, sweeping outwards like a storm. The force of the energy caused the previously lush grass to bend and sway. The sheer power radiating outwards left Tina feeling somewhat helpless—she had only just returned home to assume her post, and yet she was already encountering this?

However, she was, after all, a Marine, and a Marine Captain at that. Without any hesitation, Tina extended her arms to form a barrier, tightly encircling Sett.

"Be prepared to be punished for maliciously attacking the naval branch commander!"

As she spoke, Tina's arms suddenly slammed together. The iron rapiers that had been surrounding Sett also quickly merged. The combined iron rapiers, strengthened by Haki, displayed a hardness far exceeding that of ordinary steel. Coupled with Tina's own Devil Fruit powers, even a rock would be instantly crushed into pieces under the encirclement of these iron rapiers!

Ten meters apart, Tina was confident she could restrain Sett before he could get close. But to Tina's surprise, Sett's eyes were fixed on her, his amber eyes filled with cold indifference. He gathered his strength, then unleashed a powerful punch. A blade of grass, propelled by the force of the blow, flew precisely in front of Sett, right at the limit of his punch's range—BOOM!!

It wasn't a mere shattering; an immense force instantly permeated every inch of the grass blades. From the inside out, the instant they were reduced to dust, golden power, like lightning, swept across the cone-shaped area in front of Sett—

Penetrating Force – While enhancing attack power, it also deals significant AoE damage in a cone-shaped area behind the target. The range increases proportionally based on the amount of Heroic Spirit injected.

Sett's attack range was originally only about five meters. However, unfortunately, Tina's Ironclad Binding was flagged as an attack by the system. And it was this slight increase in power that doubled Sett's attack range!

Ten meters ahead, accompanied by a thunderous surge of power, dust swirled within a cone-shaped area, instantly shattering the lush green grass and revealing the damp, dark brown earth. At this critical distance, Tina felt an indescribable force assaulting her body. Her iron armor twisted and snapped upon contact with the powerful wind, and she herself was like a small boat in a storm, writhing in excruciating pain as her long hair and delicate features flew uncontrollably.

With the Conqueror activated, the power of subjugation was unleashed. Tina's speed increased dramatically, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Sett's hook punch landing squarely on her abdomen.

Then, he grabbed her hair and viciously slammed it into his own knee.