Settsetse! The Pirate Nemesis

To everyone's astonishment, Settitch became a Saiyan straight out of the Dragon Ball universe. He was reborn from the brink of death and further explored his potential.

A surge of power welled up within him, his pumping heart continuously churning blood, and the oxygen content in that blood increased exponentially. For ordinary people, high blood oxygen levels are good, but beyond a certain point, they become a problem. This is because excessively high blood oxygen levels can cause cells to age faster—but for Sett now, none of this is an issue.

With the enhancement of Hao Yi, Sett's every muscle fiber and even his internal organs were strengthened like never before. If someone were to pierce Sett's heart with a dagger now, that person would be astonished to find that it was less like a human heart and more like pure, thick cowhide.

Resilient, powerful. Sett felt his entire body bulging and swelling unhealthily. The wolverine's fighting instincts constantly stimulated his nerves, and amidst the pain, dopamine was continuously released, converting it into an equal amount of pleasure.

Breathing quickened. The excess adrenaline further increased Sett's heart rate. Blood vessels in his organs and muscles dilated. Blood vessels in his skin and mucous membranes constricted—in short, everything that reflected a person's strength and reaction speed was constantly escalating.

He stretched his neck, realizing the devastating blow from the Tiger Claw; Sett's entire body was covered in wounds. The moment the Tiger Claw pierced him, the internal and external pressures became chaotic. Only Sett's powerful physique could withstand it; anyone else would have been twisted to dust by the gravitational singularity!

But at the same time... Sett also knew that this was exactly what he was pursuing.

As for why...

"I am the scales of violence!!!"

His eyes were filled with fanaticism, and Sett's body left a golden trail in the air. Before Fujitora could react, Sett had already grabbed his waist. Then, he leaped high into the air, shoulder to chest, and crashed down—BOOM!!!

Unlike any previous attack, massive cracks radiated outwards from Fujitora, completely splitting the fifty-meter-long arena. It looked as if it had survived a magnitude 10 earthquake. The bluestone floor tiles offered no protection, and even the spectator stands cracked and split open.

Fujitora, positioned at the very center, uncontrollably coughed up a mouthful of blood. The instantaneous shock was astonishing. Fujitora could feel that his internal organs had suffered varying degrees of damage from the impact. The lighter ones might have only been bruises, while the more severe ones had even developed cracks—the Armament Haki that could withstand even artillery shells seemed to be nonexistent; the power seeped into his body without the slightest loss—in other words, pure, real damage.

Taking a deep breath, feeling the stinging pain in his lungs, Fujitora swung his cane, causing a series of gravitational fluctuations around him. Then, his body moved like a feather, swiftly escaping Sett's attack range, a hint of helplessness on his face: "I misjudged you... Is your vitality due to a Devil Fruit awakening?"

Looking at Fujitora, Sett shook his head after a moment. Then, the golden light around him gradually faded.

"My thoughts have changed..."

"Ok?"

Fujitora looked at Sett with some confusion.

In response, Sett pointed to the ring behind him and said, "Come be my underling!"

24. Invitation

They had already prepared to continue fighting, but upon hearing Sett's words, even Fujitora was momentarily stunned.

"...Become your underling?" Fujitora asked with a strange expression. "Why would you have such an idea?"

"You are very strong." Sett wasn't joking; on the contrary, his face was full of seriousness. "My empire needs talent like you!"

"The Empire?" Upon hearing this, Fujitora's expression became even more bizarre: "You're not going to join the Revolutionary Army, are you?"

"The Revolutionary Army?" Upon hearing this, Sett's expression showed a hint of curiosity—this was the first time he had heard the word "revolution" since arriving in this world. However, judging from the current situation, the Revolutionary Army in this world was probably still insignificant. This could be glimpsed from the chaos in the West Sea.

"Although I don't know what this revolutionary army you're talking about is, I will definitely become the overlord of the dark world!"

"So, come work for me! I always treat those who have helped me rise to power with great kindness!"

Just as Sett said, he had high hopes for Fujitora—putting everything else aside, Fujitora's combat strength alone was far from ordinary. At least, compared to Fujitora, Tina's fighting techniques didn't interest Sett in the slightest. Furthermore, Fujitora himself wasn't a Marine or a pirate—at least for now, he just appeared to be a homeless gambler.

How could Sett possibly ignore such a powerful, untamed figure? As someone who aspires to be a leader, Sett has no intention of becoming a lone commander!

As for Sett's erratic thinking, Fujitora couldn't help but rub his forehead; "Your thoughts... are truly hard to fathom."

"Hahaha! We'll talk about the rest later." Sett didn't seem to care at all, completely ignoring the curses from the gamblers around him. He grabbed the young manager who still had a few tears on his face, then waved his hand at Fujitora with his back turned: "If you're interested, come to my house to talk later. If you're not interested, do whatever you want."

As he spoke, Sett waved to the commentator, "I'm satisfied for today, I won't be coming this afternoon."

"Huh?! But today's boxing betting promotions have already..."

"That's your business," Sett said, showing absolutely no regard for the contract. "Go find some weaklings to fight each other for fun!"

Hearing Sett's words, the commentator was somewhat stunned—this was Sett's first boxing match after signing the contract. Was it really appropriate to just cancel like that? Just then, Sett left the casino with a box containing five million Berries—even though he wasn't playing, he still got paid.

The commentator seemed to want to intervene, after all, reaching that position meant he was a minor leader within the Capone family—but recalling Sett's terrifying destructive power and glancing at the cracked casino, the commentator ultimately fell silent and pretended not to see it… He decided not to get involved.

Five million? Lord Witt would be furious if he heard that!

On the other hand, feeling a bit dazed and confused about what was going on, Fujitora ultimately accepted Sett's invitation.

After being given an address, Sett took his little agent and left the casino to have fun in other parts of Antwerp Island.

Sensing Sett's nonchalant back, and confirming the address written on the note in his hand, Fujitora shook his head with a slight chuckle after a moment of silence.

"An interesting person..."

From the bottom of his heart. After completing his training, Fujitora began to wander the seas alone. Now, at thirty-seven years old, Fujitora is in his prime. During this time, he has traveled the four seas and is now preparing to visit the Grand Line and even the New World. Unexpectedly, he encountered such an interesting fellow just as he was about to leave the West Blue.

He wants me to be his underling... How can he even use the word "underling"?

Fujitora thought to himself—with his strength alone, if seniority were disregarded, he would at least be a Vice Admiral in the Navy. In terms of pure strength, Fujitora even had the ability to rival the now-famous Navy Supernova Vice Admirals like Aokiji and Akainu.

Even pirates are at least officers or even first mates... The power of the Gravity-Gravity Fruit isn't just a single thing. With continuous development, Fujitora has even been able to capture meteorites streaking across space. Although he hasn't reached the point where he can pull them down yet, Fujitora believes that within three years at most, he will be able to master this technique.

What a guy who doesn't bother to hide his ambition...

He shook his head as he thought about it. Then Fujitora picked up his staff and sword and walked towards the door.

"If I'm free tonight... I should go check it out." Fujitora thought with amusement; "Such a fascinating person."

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I've made a slight change to the previous text; Tina's rank has been changed from Senior Captain to Lieutenant Commander... Being a Senior Captain at seventeen is not conducive to the development of the subsequent plot.

25. Overbearing Reason

"Sett, are we really not going this afternoon?"

On the way back, Robin's brow furrowed slightly. Although she knew Sett's decisive nature, having spent years in the West Blue, Robin was acutely aware of the Capone family's power. In fact, throughout the West Blue, the Capone family's promises were sometimes more significant than those of the Navy or even the World Government itself.

And now, they've so openly, even brazenly, breached the contract. Robin can't help but worry—they've finally found a peaceful little home, are they going to have to wander again because of this?

Thinking this, Robin no longer felt the usual hesitation and fear. Perhaps it was because she knew that even if she were to wander again, she would no longer be alone…

"What are we going there for?!" Sett said matter-of-factly. "We've had our fun today. The rest of them aren't even dessert. Fujitora's a good guy; fighting him is much more enjoyable than playing house with those losers!"

"But...we signed a contract..."

Robin offered a kind reminder. Sett, however, paid no heed, scoffing knowingly; "Why bother with that kind of thing? Do you expect me to actually adhere to some kind of contractual spirit?!"

"..." Faced with Sett's arrogance, Robin, though mentally prepared, still couldn't help feeling a bit overwhelmed. Her childhood experiences had made Robin's naive heart value promises exceptionally highly. But the current Sett seemed to have no intention of taking the so-called spirit of contracts to heart at all.

"Then...why did we sign the contract in the first place?"

"To make those idiots willingly hand over their money!"

"..."

Faced with Sett's answer, Robin opened her mouth, then shook her head helplessly—this was indeed the answer Sett would give.

Even so, Robin couldn't help but say, "But if that's the case, no one will be willing to cooperate with us in the future..."

"Why are you suddenly telling me all this?" Sett glanced at his little manager with a hint of interest. Robin shrugged, widening her innocent eyes with a touch of helplessness, and said, "I can't help it, but Sett, you've always planned for me to give you advice in the future, haven't you... so I can get used to the work ahead of me."

Hearing this, Sett chuckled—indeed, given Robin's maturity far beyond her years, her intended meaning wasn't hard to guess if one paid attention. Thinking this, Sett patted Robin's shoulder encouragingly: "Not bad, my little manager~"

"You flatter me……"

Robin could only shrug helplessly at Sett's praise.

Sensing Robin's helplessness, Sett said bluntly, "You don't need to worry about that. Just focus on our future development!"

“Besides, it’s not like I’m breaking the rules.” Sett’s expression was calm. Seeing this, Robin thought her persuasion had worked, and couldn’t help but feel a little happy, saying, “Really?”

“Of course!” Sett said; “I will abide by the rules I set!”

After hearing Sett's answer, Robin remained silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and finally nodded with deep emotion, saying, "That is indeed a very Sett-like answer."

"That's right! Who told me I'm Sett?!" Sett, far from being ashamed of Robin's exclamation, took pride in it, raising his arms to show off his massive muscles.

"The greatest truth in the world lies beneath my feet! I am the greatest truth! If others don't believe this truth, then keep beating them until they do!!"

"The book says that violence can't solve problems..." Robin couldn't help but rub his temples. At such a young age, he already realized how difficult and terrifying it would be to carry out the future plan.

Sett's answer was even simpler and more blunt: "But you can deal with the people who create the problems!"

"And more importantly, the person who said that didn't meet me!" The word "arrogance" seemed to be imprinted on Sett's face—no, rather than being imprinted on his face, it was as if that arrogance seeped from the depths of his bones.

"My violence can solve any problem!!"

If he felt somewhat helpless before, now, after hearing Sett's words, Robin nodded in agreement. "If it were anyone else, I might not care, but it's very convincing when Sett says it."

"That's right! Let's go eat meat!"

As he spoke, Sett grabbed Robin by the back of her collar and placed her on his own neck amidst Robin's gasp, then swaggered towards the bustling shopping street.

Moments later, everyone in the restaurant was kicked out, and anyone who resisted was dragged by the arms and legs and thrown dozens of meters away from the window onto the street.

"Don't disturb my meal!!"

26. Tina's Day

"That bastard..."

The naval branch, with the rank of naval lieutenant commander, Tina's face was filled with despair—before her lay the brawl at the Capone Casino.

The existence of mafia-style casinos like these isn't simply due to the Capone family's immense power. More importantly, Capone Bege's meticulous management is crucial. When Tina first arrived at Antwerp Island, she considered cracking down on the situation, but surprisingly, the first person to oppose her wasn't an enemy, but rather a World Government bureaucrat.

From that moment on, Tina knew that the problem in the West Sea was not the Mafia, but that the world government in this sea had become part of the underworld.

Tina had already given up, but now, Sett has smashed half of the casino to pieces... Tina exclaimed, "Wow!"

While feeling a sense of satisfaction, they also felt helpless, because although Sett had smashed up the Capone family's casino, he had actually infringed on the interests of the World Government... Sure enough, not long after Sett smashed up the casino, the World Government had already identified Sett as an unregistered vagrant and ordered Tina to arrest him.

If I could beat him, he'd be in jail by now, okay?

As she thought about it, Tina shook her head helplessly. Not only did she have no intention of arresting Sett, she was also silently encouraging him to take down the mafia here as soon as possible.

Although there was still some time before she got off work, Tina had no intention of staying on duty. Firstly, while the West Blue's underworld was turbulent, it maintained a facade of stability. Perhaps the mafia also knew that if they couldn't even maintain appearances, they would struggle to maintain relationships with the World Government. Secondly, Tina would rather go home and give Sett a good beating than stay here.

Whether I can win or not is another matter, but at least talking and fighting with Sett is much more comfortable than communicating with these deceitful people here.

Tina had originally planned to use her position to watch Sett's boxing match this afternoon—and maybe earn some extra cash. But now that half the casino has been destroyed, she figured Sett wouldn't be going this afternoon, given his personality.

Sett is strong, and I know that all too well. Even in the Navy, someone of his caliber would be at least a captain or vice admiral. Five million in appearance fees might be a lot for others, but this brief encounter convinced Tina of one thing—Sett agreed to appear because he was itching for a fight.

Based on this, Sett in the afternoon is unlikely to go to a safe place to play house with some newbies.

However, to be fair, a monster that can rival or even slightly surpass Sett has actually appeared today... Tina is also having a headache over Fujitora's words in the intelligence report.