Settsetse! The Pirate Nemesis

She did not live for personal gain, but rather carried the thoughts and aspirations of all the scholars within the Tree of Omniscience of Ohara. For Robin, abandoning these things might be the true death.

"Well said!" Sett gave a half-hearted thumbs-up. "You can read any book here! A seventeen-year-old naval lieutenant commander, I bet some of this woman's books are the kind you can't find anywhere else!"

Tina: "..."

17·Schedule

Just as Sett said, Tina's room had a large collection of books. As a lieutenant commander in the Navy Headquarters, Tina had access to things that many people might never have access to in their entire lives.

Of course, even so, compared to the collection of books in the Tree of Omniscience, it's just a drop in the ocean... After all, the books in the Tree of Omniscience, once moved out during the destruction of the Tree of Omniscience, filled a lake. In contrast, the most valuable items in Tina's collection are some sea charts used by the World Government.

With an extraordinary learning ability that is close to photographic memory, Robin also knows that Tina would not hand over some internal Navy intelligence to her, so she focuses more on sea charts and analysis of some forces in the West Blue.

In general, the West Blue is currently a contest between three forces. The largest is undoubtedly the Navy. As the direct force of the World Government, in a world where 90% of the land is ocean, the resources controlled by the Navy far surpass those of the Army and the Land Force.

Below the Navy, the strongest forces are the Capone Family, the casino's behind-the-scenes owners, and the Walker Family. The former is the most prestigious and powerful mafia in the West Blue, led by Capone Bege, who rose to power at a young age, ruthlessly eliminating numerous competitors and rivals. The Walker Family, on the other hand, deals in human trafficking and intelligence. While their base is in the West Blue, their main clients are in the Grand Line.

The two gangs are still fiercely competing, mainly because the expansion of the Capone family has affected the Walker family's base... even the blame for Sett killing Squidward has been placed on Capone's shoulders.

"boring."

Sett took out a toothpick and picked at his teeth after finishing breakfast, saying, "You don't need to tell me about these things. You'll be handling them from now on anyway. Just let me know when you've made your decision."

After spending some time together, Robin had lost her initial wariness of Sett and was now more relaxed, like a friend. So, upon hearing Sett's declaration of being a hands-off manager, a look of helplessness quickly appeared on Robin's face.

"No wonder you said you didn't want to work for others; it turns out you wanted others to work for you!"

“Of course!” Sett said matter-of-factly; “It feels much better to be the older brother than not!”

“…Alright.” Robin sighed helplessly, seemingly accepting his future role as a cunning strategist. Then he said, “Would you like to hear today’s schedule?”

“Of course.” Sett said with a hint of amusement in his eyes, “I never thought that someone like me, a boxer, would receive such special treatment as a big star! Tell me!”

After another moment of silence, under Sett's slightly expectant gaze, Robin subtly avoided his eyes and then said:

"...Go to the casino at 3 pm to fight in underground boxing matches until 7 pm."

"……Then what?"

"……Gone."

Upon hearing Robin's words, Sett was silent for a moment, then nodded quietly—okay, it seems he was wrong. He was just an underground boxer; being a celebrity was nothing to him.

Meanwhile, Tina, having applied her base makeup, smoothed her eyebrows, then her eye makeup, lipstick, blush... all the way to the final setting, stepped out of the bedroom. Feeling the lingering pain from yesterday's old injuries, she sighed helplessly.

It wasn't that she liked makeup; it was simply that without it, her injuries would be immediately noticeable. Sett's power didn't seem to be at the level of the Four Seas, so it was best not to cause too much of a stir... and more importantly, in Tina's opinion, although Sett had a fiery temper and a terrible personality, if he could become a Marine, then at least there wouldn't be a single villain in the area he was responsible for.

As for Robin and Tina, their feelings were much more complicated. If they felt sorry for her at the beginning, after hearing Robin's obsession last night, Tina couldn't help but begin to agree with Robin's actions... In the end, the moderate upper echelons of the Navy, led by Garp and Vice Admiral Tsuru, as well as the Navy personnel from the West Blue, had always disapproved of the Buster Call—especially since the Buster Call targeted a group of scholars and innocent civilians.

Even after five years, this thorn remains embedded within the Navy.

"There's always a way... let's take it one step at a time." Thinking this, she walked out of the bedroom. Tina then heard Sett's schedule.

"Black Fist? Aren't you a pirate hunter?" Tina asked Sett in surprise as she ate her breakfast and drank her milk.

Their first encounter was at the Marine branch. Although it was just a brief meeting, Tina subconsciously regarded Sett as a hot-tempered pirate hunter—or rather, it was precisely because of this that Tina believed Sett had the potential to become a Marine.

After all, both are about hunting pirates, so there's not much difference between being a Marine and a pirate hunter... except that pirate hunters might also temporarily act as pirates.

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18. Ambition

"A pirate hunter?" Hearing Tina's words, Sett shook his head. "No, I'm not a pirate hunter. Working is out of the question. No matter who it is, I won't work for them!"

Upon hearing this, Tina opened her mouth, then said incredulously, "So you went to fight in underground boxing?"

"Hmm~"

Faced with Sett's matter-of-fact words, Tina felt a wave of disbelief. Then, something suddenly occurred to her: "How much do you get paid for a single underground boxing match?"

“Five million per match,” Sett said casually. Tina's jaw dropped in surprise: “Five million? Are you kidding me? If that's the case, why haven't I heard of you before?!”

Tina naturally only knew about boxing—or rather, in this turbulent era, most people needed a way to vent their frustrations. Although boxing was not something that could be openly discussed, some nobles within the World Government enjoyed it, so it was never encouraged, but allowed to be done in secret.

As a place teeming with strong fighters, notable boxers in the gambling are also recruited by the World Government. For example, Tina received information about some of the more famous boxers in the casino before she came to Antoro Island.

Tina didn't see Sett's name in those documents—if he were, Tina was certain she wouldn't have overlooked him. After all, Sett's animal ears clearly indicated he was a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user—and the World Government always tried to win over Devil Fruit users, regardless of their fruit type.

Of course, if it's the legendary Fish-Fish Fruit, Mythical Zoan type, Magikarp form, which is a useless fruit that makes you weak in the water and unable to breathe on land, then that's a different story...

"I'm a newcomer, of course you haven't heard of me."

“How could a newcomer possibly earn five million Berries per game?!” Tina retorted. “I’ve done my research; a newcomer would only earn a maximum of two hundred thousand Berries!”

Seeing this, Robin reminded him, "Sett killed Eddie and Vannosson in the first match."

Upon hearing this, Tina remained silent for a moment, then raised an eyebrow: "...A sharp knife and a heavy hammer?"

"Yes."

Having received a definite answer, Tina nodded in understanding. If she remembered correctly, Quickblade and Hammer's appearance fees were 1.2 million Berries and 2 million Berries respectively. While not very high, their fighting strength was undeniable. Although she hadn't met them, recalling Sett's terrifying fighting prowess yesterday and his current appearance fee…

"Those two guys must have died a horrible death, right?"

"Yes." Robin gave an affirmative answer—their heads were all blown apart, especially Vannosen's, because his massive body was so powerful that even his internal organs were probably smashed into a pulp.

Upon hearing Robin's answer, Tina nodded in agreement—given Sett's fighting prowess, he could easily defeat someone of that level. It was likely precisely because of Sett's formidable fighting ability that the Mafia offered such a high price.

"I just didn't expect you to go into underground boxing... You said you wouldn't work for others~"

Tina winked, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Sett scoffed at this, "Why do you think I'm just doing this for a living?"

"Oh? Isn't that right?"

“He only provided the venue; why would I take money that’s practically free?” Sett said matter-of-factly. “They’ll soon realize that the ring is my home turf, and no one can change that!”

As he spoke, Sett pointed his thumb at himself. The confidence and arrogance he exuded left no room for argument.

After silently mourning for Sett's employer, Tina put on her spare navy coat and said, "Then I'll be going... I'll have someone clean your house. I've left the key in the cabinet by the door; don't forget to lock the door when you leave."

"No problem."

After watching Tina leave, Sett and Robin lingered for a while. With nothing much to do in the morning, Sett decided to go check out the casino.

“That’s my future foundation.” Sett said with a matter-of-fact expression, his words already treating the Capone family’s assets as his own—Sett never hid his desires and ambitions.

As the largest casino in the West Blue, Capone Casino operates 24 hours a day, around the clock. When Sett arrived, it was around 9 a.m., but the place was already bustling with noise, and several gamblers who had lost everything were being thrown out by thugs. However, when they saw Sett, both the thugs and the manager all showed obsequious smiles.

Yesterday's performance was still fresh in everyone's mind—and more importantly, the Mafia's intelligence travels very fast. Although it had only been one night, news of the battle between Sett and Tina had spread throughout the entire Antor Island—it was impossible to hide. After all, the commotion caused by the deliberate punch was simply too great; half the city had seen that golden torrent.

19. Fujitora Issho

"Sett! Are you playing this afternoon?!"

"Sett! You have to win! I've bet all my money on you!!"

"Then just wait to make a killing!!" Faced with the crowd's cheers, Sett showed no stage fright whatsoever. His voice was full of confidence, and his arrogant words did not cause any impatience among the crowd. On the contrary, after feeling Sett's arrogance, some people who were hesitant about which side to bet on gritted their teeth and stomped their feet to place their bets on Sett.

In their madness, they were completely oblivious to the fact that losing could mean the destruction of their families—but for gamblers, even destruction is their own doing. Good advice is useless against such idiots; Sett never bothered with guys who were blinded by greed.

"How's business at the casino?" Sett casually walked backstage at the solo performance. Upon seeing Sett, the manager greeted him with a fawning smile, "Thanks to you, ever since you killed Quickblade and Hammer yesterday, our casino's customer traffic has skyrocketed. This afternoon, there will definitely be even more people watching the match! That'll be another huge revenue stream!"

Upon hearing this, Sett nodded in unsurprising agreement—that was normal. Whether it was legitimate fighting or underground boxing, a star fighter represented a lot of money.

Many fighters have transitioned from underground boxing to professional boxing due to their immense popularity. After all, who cares what you did before if you can make money? Especially in a world where individual abilities are infinitely elevated, popularity, skill, coupled with an arrogant personality and performance in the ring are all factors to consider.

The person in charge has inside information—it's five million per event right off the bat. It'll probably be long before the boss recruits Sett into the family and grooms him as a manager.

If it were any other boxer, they'd be ecstatic right now, right? But unfortunately, Sett is completely different from those boxers. From the very beginning, Sett never intended to become anyone else's leader—why not just be the boss? Why insist on being a leader?

Gazing at every corner of the casino through the monitors, at the myriad faces of people coming and going, Sett's face was practically etched with satisfaction.

Antuo Island, as the most prosperous yet most chaotic area of ​​the West Blue, is home to both the Capone and Walker families. However, this is of no concern to Sett—his beloved friend's casino is what matters to him.

While it may not be as large-scale as Las Vegas or Atlantic City in Robin's previous life, based on the information Robin already knew, the Capone Casino on Antuo Island was definitely one of the two largest casinos in the world—the other being the Walker family's casino.

"Good job, keep up the good work, this place is mine now!"

Upon hearing this, the person in charge nodded with a fawning smile—but inwardly he was somewhat dismissive.

The casino business is so lucrative that even within the Capone family, the distribution of profits requires careful consideration. For a newcomer to try and monopolize the lion's share is a pipe dream.

Perhaps in the eyes of the person in charge, Sett meant that he would take over the casino business after becoming a member of the Capone family. But unfortunately, he was wrong from the start. He could guess that, but Sett was too lazy to explain—if he couldn't even understand something like this, he might as well be kicked out.

However, just as Sett turned to leave, he came out to find a group of people sitting around making a noisy commotion.

In the center of a group of thugs, a middle-aged man wearing a purple scarf and a purple kimono stood there helplessly, shaking his head repeatedly.

"It wouldn't surprise me if casinos used cheating techniques, but blocking people from leaving like this is going a bit too far, isn't it?"

In response to the middle-aged man's words, the muscular thug with a mohawk grinned and said, "You old geezer! You think we'll cheat just because you say so? If word gets out, how will anyone dare to come to our Capone Casino?!"

"I've already found out, but I just didn't want to say more... If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being ruthless with my blade." As he said this, a hint of impatience rose on the face of the middle-aged man named Fujitora Issho.

Upon approaching, Sett noticed two intersecting X-shaped scars on Fujitora's forehead. These scars ran through his eyelids, and judging from their color, he had clearly been blind for many years.

"You blind idiot, what do you mean 'we're cheating'?! Do we need to cheat to fool you? We just tell you what to do!!"

Hearing the thug's words, the onlookers nodded in agreement. Fujitora's face showed a hint of helplessness—he was blind, yet he could see things that many others couldn't.

He sighed, then Fujitora raised his cane, a faint glint of light flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Gravity Blade, Hell Journey".

As soon as the words were spoken, the thugs who had been shouting were pinned to the ground as if by something invisible, unable to move.

20. It's hard.

A sudden, immense pressure descended, and the thugs who had intended to teach the blind man a lesson were pinned to the ground by an invisible force before they could even get close. His face was pressed firmly to the floor, his entire body shimmering with eerie energy.

It instantly created a huge crater—no, not a huge crater.

Feeling a bit bored and already preparing to leave, Sett turned around curiously after hearing a sound behind him.

The large crater that appeared to have been created by the thugs was actually not their doing. Rather, it was the result of an invisible force continuously pressing down on the space around them. The imbalance of internal and external pressure instantly solidified the previously loose ground. Even if the thugs could stand up, the soil beneath their feet would likely have become as solid as rock under the immense pressure.