I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

The cat paw gloves he was wearing were rapidly corroded at a visible rate, followed by the skin on his palms...

Dang. Thump.

The cat paw gloves were completely rotten, and the ten sharp blades on them fell to the ground one after another.

"It looks so painful..."

The pirates who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their spines, as if their own hands were throbbing with pain.

"That Sieg, he can not only keep up with the captain's speed, but he can even subdue the captain in one go?"

The pirates' expressions changed drastically as they realized this, and they fled back the way they came at an even faster speed.

"I told you long ago, Chloe, don't force me to draw my sword. I don't want to either."

Sieg looked at Chloe, who was kneeling in front of him, and sighed softly.

"You...you monster! You're an ability user?"

Kro was panting heavily, his whole body trembling.

His palms were now festering and bleeding profusely. He was completely unable to move, and large beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

"How about this? I'll release my sword now, and as long as you don't continue to be my enemy, I'll let you go."

Sieg whispered.

".....good!"

Kro's eyelids drooped, but a faint, cold glint flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Just as Sieg raised his sword and the feeling of being unable to move his whole body ended, Kro, enduring the pain in his hand, picked up a sharp blade that had fallen to the ground.

But the next moment.

With a clang, the sharp blade fell to the ground again.

"what..."

Kro cried out in pain again, his hand, which was almost entirely covered in skin, slammed uncontrollably onto the wolf-tooth sword once more.

"I knew it..."

Sieg sighed softly:

“But I am a kind person and have never killed anyone, so I am willing to give you another chance to choose.”

Sieg looked down expressionlessly at Kro, who was kneeling beneath his sword:

"Submit to me, or die."

Almost the instant Sieg finished speaking, Kro shouted:

"Boss Sig! I will follow you for the rest of my life!"

Chloe still had beads of sweat on her forehead, but she managed to squeeze out an impeccable, humble smile.

This lightning-fast change of expression left even Sieg, a self-proclaimed movie star, stunned.

"very good."

Sig sheathed his sword. This time, Kro did not attempt a sneak attack. Instead, he collapsed to the ground, staring at his hands, which were now unrecognizable.

"Take Kro back to the ship, clean him up properly, and bandage his wounds."

Sieg said coldly:

"Of course, if he makes any unusual moves... I don't need to tell you what to do, right?"

Chapter 103 Even the Great Dao has been obliterated

The bandits treated the surrendered Kro with great care. Ignoring his injuries, they tightly bound him several times, then had several men hold knives to his back before walking away.

Sieg stood there, watching Kro's retreating figure, a slightly heavy feeling in his heart.

With Sieg's current strength, he has no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with Kro. He couldn't even see his opponent's whereabouts clearly just now, so he could only resort to this method.

"However, the combination of the wolf fang sword and corrosive poison is still a bit too ruthless."

Sieg sighed inwardly.

He glanced at the chainsaw in the hand of his subordinate beside him:

"Let's use a chainsaw from now on."

After having his men clean up the corpses and the poisoned wolf-tooth sword, Sieg made another call to Ivankov.

This time, everything went smoothly without any obstacles.

After waiting for an hour, Sig, carrying the package he had just received, knocked on Usopp's door.

"Mrs. Banchina, the healing hormone is not a conventional treatment. Besides consuming ten years of your lifespan, it also stimulates your vitality and immune system, transforming your constitution to resist this type of disease..."

"But whether you can be successfully cured also depends heavily on your own will to live."

Sig read aloud Ivankov's instructions, sentence by sentence.

"I'm ready," Banchina nodded weakly from her hospital bed.

"So, the next step is to hire a doctor or caregiver who can give injections..."

Sigurd glanced at Usopp beside him, about to speak, but the bald man volunteered instead:

"Boss, I know how to do this. I learned some basic nursing skills when I was in the Navy."

Sieg was already used to this.

As the bald man administered the injection, a flush gradually appeared on Banchina's pale face, and her breathing became much more rapid.

Although her illness is also a life-threatening one, Banchina's condition is much better than Luffy's, who is completely poisoned.

Things went even more smoothly than Sieg had anticipated.

After struggling with her illness, Banchina, who had been bedridden for many days, got out of bed on her own for the first time.

The next day, Banchina's face was no longer as sickly pale as before, but had regained its color.

An excited Usopp had already spread the news throughout Syrup Village that his mother had been cured by a doctor who wished to remain anonymous.

So, on the second day at noon, Sieg, carrying the third delivery, came to the villa at the invitation of Kaya's parents.

"You should think this through carefully; this is not a conventional medication..."

Sig reiterated Ivankov's words.

Kaya, lying on the bed, had a determined look in her eyes.

"I need to get better soon, I want to witness Usopp's great adventure firsthand..."

"Kaya..." Little Usopp next to him was a little at a loss.

Sig didn't say anything, but simply let the bald man insert the needle.

Similar to the previous situation, color gradually returned to Kaya's face on the hospital bed, and she began to twitch slightly.

"pain...."

Kaya's consciousness became a little hazy, and she let out a low gasp.

"Pain is normal; you'll get better once you get through it."

Sieg whispered.

The process of curing hormones is not smooth sailing. As an adult, Banchina can endure the torment of the process, but for Kaya, who is only seven years old, it is still a bit difficult.

However, seeing this made Usopp anxious.

"Uncle Sieg, isn't there anything we can do to help?"

Usopp paced anxiously back and forth in the room for a long time, when suddenly an idea popped into his head, and he exclaimed with delight:

"Uncle Sieg, why don't you tell us your story again?"

"Could you talk about this now to distract Kaya?"

After saying this, Kaya, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes slightly and looked at Sig.

This gave Sieg a bit of a headache.

"My story is over."

Sig said with a hint of helplessness.

"But didn't you say last time... there was still a story about the great battle against fifty-six emperors that you hadn't told yet?"

Kaya opened her eyes and looked at Sig with some eagerness.

Sig looked troubled and glanced at Kaya's parents who were accompanying him.

At this point, Kaya's parents tactfully left the room.

"Doctor, don't worry, we don't know your name, and we know nothing about your story..."

Now only Sig, Usopp, and Kaya remain in the room.

Seeing this, Sieg scratched his head and walked to the windowsill to look at the sky.

"Drinking leads to trouble..."

Sieg was feeling a bit depressed, and in his frustration, he picked up the bottle at his waist and took two gulps.

His eyes gradually became unfocused, and Sieg started talking again:

"After the death of Pirate King Roger, the Great Pirate Era began. It was a chaotic era in which pirates rose up everywhere. Even the powerful Navy was stretched thin in the face of such a terrifying number of pirates..."

"You two... do you know about the Four Emperors of the Sea?"

"Yes, it's the Red-Haired Pirates, the crew that Yasopp is in, one of the Four Emperors."

"But in that old era, there were as many as sixty people on this sea who could be called emperors of the sea, or who had the potential to be emperors!"

"As for why there are only four pirate emperors left now, it all started with that battle back then..."

Sieg smiled slightly, a smile that held a story within it.

With his hands behind his back, he recalled those glorious years.