Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

It was indeed Artoria Pendragon, whom he had brought out from the eternal wonderland called Avalon when he accidentally tore open the rift in spacetime.

The Mangekyou Sharingan could achieve this level of power? Uchiha Hakuba was speechless, but the awakened system had no interface whatsoever...

Meanwhile, no one could have imagined that a certain girl, who had long resided in Avalon and should have been resting in eternal tranquility and paradise, had already had her last bit of patience worn away by the boundless peace and solitude.

Avalon's scenery is unparalleled in the world. It is spring-like all year round, with flowers blooming year-round, clear springs flowing, and ethereal mists swirling around. There is no strife, no war, no burden of royal power, and no worries about family or country. It is the ultimate paradise that all living beings yearn for.

But for Artoria, who had spent her entire life fighting, protecting, and bearing the fate of Britain, this eternal peace became the most tormenting prison.

There are no people to protect, no national affairs to decide, no target to wield the sword, and no comrades to fight alongside. Day after day, year after year, all that remains before my eyes is the unchanging sea of ​​flowers and fairyland, and all that I hear is the gentle rustling of the wind through the leaves. Even the passage of time becomes blurred.

At first, she was able to calm down and sort out her past memories, reminiscing about the past years. But as loneliness continued to spread, even the memories became bland and tasteless. No matter how beautiful the ideal world in the sword sheath was, it could not compare to the longing in her heart for the vibrant life, for the real world, for even the slightest ripple.

Countless times she stood on the shore of Lake Avalon, gently stroking the invisible holy sword at her waist, gazing at the hazy spacetime turbulence beyond the dimensional barrier.

The long-suppressed desire to reconnect with the vibrant world within me grew wildly like weeds.

She no longer has any country or people to protect, as she is King Arthur in a certain timeline where everything is successful.

At this moment, she was already missing the wind on the battlefield, the hustle and bustle of the capital, and the warmth of human life. Even a simple bowl of tea and rice, or a leaf falling in the wind, would be more appealing to her than this eternal paradise.

Just now, in order to stabilize the coordinates of his space-time ninjutsu, Uchiha Hakuha unintentionally activated his Mangekyou Sharingan, tearing apart a thick dimensional barrier. That barely perceptible space-time rift instantly opened a passage to the vibrant world in the deathly silent Avalon.

Beyond the gap, the salty smell of the sea breeze, the rich aroma of charcoal-grilled meat, the light laughter of young girls, the gentle sound of waves lapping against the hull of the ship... countless vivid and lively scents, full of the warmth of human life, surged into Avalon, which had been silent for thousands of years, like a flood breaking through a dam.

That was the scent that Artoria had longed for for countless years; it was the real, living scent.

Without the slightest hesitation, or even a moment to think, King Arthur's golden eyes instantly shone with a brilliant light. His eyes, which had long been shrouded in loneliness, shone with an unprecedented brilliance in the instant Merlin was not paying attention.

Almost instinctively, she leaped forward, like a bird breaking free of its shackles, and without hesitation, she passed through that fleeting rift in time and space, following the comforting scent of fireworks, and landed directly on the deck of the ship drifting on the Grand Line.

Once she had steadied herself, what came into view was Baiyu's sun-drenched deck, tables and chairs laden with delicious food, a sizzling barbecue grill, several strangers with different yet remarkably peaceful demeanors, and the rich aroma of food that wafted towards her, making her nose tingle slightly.

Artoria, who had spent her years in Avalon drinking only spring water and eating celestial fruits, had never tasted such rich and tempting smoky delicacies. The aroma of charcoal-grilled meat, the sweetness of seafood, and the richness of the secret sauce intertwined, instantly shattering all her reserve and regal composure.

Thus, the scene before Uchiha Hakuba's eyes unfolded: the legendary King Arthur, having abandoned all his majesty and constraints, sat at the table and chairs on the deck, holding a golden-brown, crispy grilled fish in one hand and a skewer of marbled meat in the other, eating with relish. He was completely unaware that a little bit of sauce had gotten on the corner of his mouth; only satisfaction and contentment were written on his delicate and beautiful face.

Matsumoto Rangiku noticed the suddenly appearing blonde girl and was initially taken aback by her outstanding temperament and otherworldly beauty. However, seeing her eating with such gusto, she immediately smiled broadly, showing no sign of unfamiliarity. Instead, she enthusiastically pushed a plate of freshly grilled sky island prawns in front of her, swirled the fruit wine in her hand, and said cheerfully, "Oh my, where did this young lady suddenly come from? Since you're here, please join us. Don't be shy, Hana-nee's cooking is superb!"

Artoria looked up, her azure eyes still gleaming with the satisfaction of the food. Her gaze toward Matsumoto Rangiku showed no distance, but rather a pure sincerity. She swallowed the skewer of meat in her mouth, nodded gently, and said in a clear voice with a hint of barely perceptible joy, "Thank you. The food here is so much more delicious than the fairy fruits of Avalon."

Unohana Retsu flipped the food on the grill. She knew this must be the new companion summoned by Shiraha. Her gentle gaze fell on Artoria, and she nodded slightly. She gently grilled another skewer of tender beast meat and said in a calm tone, "Eat as much as you like. There's plenty of food, so don't be shy."

Nico Robin leaned against the ship's railing, observing the suddenly appearing girl with great interest. From the Avalon she spoke of and the faint divine aura emanating from her, she could tell that she was no ordinary person on this sea. However, she did not ask any questions and simply watched the unexpected yet harmonious scene before her in silence.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Shiraha remained seated on the sun lounger, watching King Arthur before him, whose style had drastically changed and whose eating speed rivaled that of a glutton, and finally gave up on thinking altogether.

Chapter 137 Are you my captain?

He never expected that a simple manipulation of space and time would bring the legendary King Arthur out of Avalon.

Watching Artoria pick up another skewer of grilled sea fish, her eyes slightly narrowed as she ate, looking utterly blissful, Bai Yu could only sigh softly.

Before we've even found a chef, another big eater has appeared.

The sea breeze was gentle, the sunshine was warm, and the aroma of barbecue was rich. Laughter and chewing sounds mingled on the deck. The aimless drifting that had been caused by the malfunctioning clock suddenly felt urgent because of the food.

Artoria was completely immersed in the delicious food and the warm sea breeze. At this moment, she was no longer the bored king of Avalon, nor the knight wielding the holy sword, but just an ordinary girl who felt incredibly happy when she ate delicious food. On this unfamiliar yet warm blue sea, she was enjoying the most pleasant and relaxing time.

The barbecue on the deck was still sizzling, and the aroma of fresh and savory food wafted far in the warm breeze. With each bite of new food, Artoria couldn't help but let out a soft hum of satisfaction and delight.

She put down the grilled fish she had just finished eating, reached out and picked up a chilled exotic fruit that Matsumoto Rangiku had handed her. Her fingertips touched the cool, sweet peel, and with a gentle squeeze, the sweet juice flowed down between her fingers.

She took a small bite, and the cool, sweet and sour flesh melted on her tongue, bringing a refreshing and vibrant quality that Avalon fruit had never experienced before, creating a wonderful pairing with the savory and salty meat grilled over charcoal.

Artoria's eyes lit up suddenly, and she instinctively covered her mouth, but she couldn't help but smile. It was the purest joy of a young girl, without any trace of the dignity and solemnity of the King of Britain.

"What kind of fruit is this? It tastes so good!"

Artoria wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth somewhat embarrassedly, and looked at Matsumoto Rangiku beside her, who was smiling brightly, and said, "In Britain, even at the most prestigious banquets in the royal palace, there is no fruit with this kind of taste. At the same time, although the fairy fruit of Avalon is sweet, it lacks this refreshing and cool taste, and it does not have such a rich aroma."

Matsumoto Rangiku smiled even more broadly upon hearing this, swirling the wine in her goblet, which shimmered with a crystalline luster: "This is a fruit unique to the Grand Line. It tastes best chilled, refreshing and sweet."

As she spoke, Matsumoto Rangiku poured Artoria another glass of chilled fruit wine. The amber liquid emitted fine, cool air, and the aroma of fruit and wine intertwined, making it extremely tempting.

"Try this."

Artoria carefully took the glass, first sniffing it lightly, then taking a small sip. The cool liquid slid down her throat, without the heavy spiciness of British ale, but instead with a gentle sweetness and fruity aroma. As it slid down her throat, she felt as if she were enveloped by a gentle sea breeze, so comfortable that she slightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling gently.

"Good wine..."

Artoria couldn't help but exclaim softly, "British wines are either strong and pungent or bland and tasteless. Avalon is all about spring water and nectar. I have never tasted such a smooth and delicious beverage. Everything about this sea is more wonderful than I imagined."

Bai Yu then placed a skewer of crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside sky island prawns on her plate. The prawn meat was plump and bouncy, coated with a layer of slightly sweet secret sauce. After taking a bite, the delicious juices burst in her mouth, a rich blend of freshness, aroma, sweetness, and saltiness that made Artoria's eyes widen instantly.

She chewed slowly, her face almost overflowing with surprise. After putting down her utensils, she couldn't help but speak earnestly, comparing the food she had eaten before.

"In Britain, even the royal meals consisted mostly of roast meat, black bread, thick soup, and simple fruits and vegetables. The cooking methods were monotonous and simple. The roast meat was only seasoned with salt and simple spices, the bread was hard and rough, and the thick soup was simply made by stewing ingredients. It was enough to fill one's stomach, but far from delicious."

Artoria's gaze fell on the sizzling ingredients on the grill, her eyes filled with nostalgia and emotion.

"As a king, I have eaten at countless state banquets and seen the most magnificent tables, but all those dishes combined cannot compare to the taste of this simple skewer of grilled meat in front of me."

"Avalon goes without saying. In this eternal paradise, there are only unchanging fairy fruits and springs. The taste is so bland that it is almost tasteless. There is no smoke, no heat, no aroma of oil, and certainly no mouthwatering flavor. If you stay there for a long time, even your taste buds seem to become dull. I almost forgot that food could be this delicious."

Artoria reached out and picked up a piece of roasted, fragrant meat. She took a big bite, and the marbled fat and lean meat melted in her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity with a rich aroma. She was so happy that she slightly puffed out her chest, her tone full of admiration for the sea: "The Grand Line is amazing!"

Nico Robin leaned against the cabin, gently turning the pages of the book in her hand. Hearing this, she looked up and smiled: "The food on the Grand Line is far more than this. Every island has its own unique ingredients and dishes. If the compass needle returns to normal, we can travel to different islands and eat even more delicious food that you've never seen before."

"Really?" Artoria's eyes lit up instantly, her azure eyes sparkling with anticipation. The gloom that had settled over her due to the loneliness of Avalon was now completely dispelled by the delicious food and the unknown surprise.

"That's wonderful! By the way, sir, are you the captain? Please let me join your team. I must try all the delicious food on this sea!"

After watching Bai Yu finish speaking, Artoria eagerly picked up a skewer of grilled vegetables. The vibrant green vegetables were grilled to a perfect tenderness, and the sauce made them refreshing and not greasy, offering a completely new taste experience. Artoria ate with great relish, her golden hair swaying gently with her movements. A little bit of sauce clung to her collarbone, but she was completely unaware, immersed in the ultimate pleasure brought by the delicious food.

“I have no objection. It would be wonderful if Artoria could join us.”

Seeing this, Matsumoto Rangiku enthusiastically kept pushing various delicacies in front of Artoria. Iced drinks, fresh fruit platters, and steaming grilled skewers were served one after another. The two quickly became friends because of the food, chattering about which grilled skewers were the best and which fruit wine was the smoothest.

A gentle sea breeze blew, the sun shone brightly, and the ship drifted slowly on the calm sea. The chaos of the logging pointer had long been forgotten by everyone.

With a skewer in one hand and a glass of fruit wine in the other, Artoria savored the delicious flavors from the Grand Line, her heart filled with happiness and contentment.

Chapter 138 The King of Rice

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, warm scent, caressed the ships drifting on the blue sea.

Ever since Artoria was brought to this sea area from Avalon by Shiraha, this already lively ship has been completely filled with her appetite and pure joy.

The log pointer was still somewhat erratic, but no one on the ship was in a hurry anymore.

Robin still loves to read on the deck, but now, if he occasionally looks up, he can see the blond knight king squatting by the grill, his eyes shining as he stares at the sizzling food. He doesn't look like the king of Britain at all; instead, he looks like a little animal waiting to be fed.

Matsumoto Rangiku liked this new companion the most, after all, they both had blonde hair, and Artoria's appearance was exactly to her aesthetic liking.

That's why she deliberately waved the freshly grilled meat skewers in front of her: "Artoria, want some? Call me 'big sister'~"

If it were any other king, they would probably have already drawn their swords.

But at this moment, Artoria's nose twitched slightly, her eyes were only focused on food, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and she softly called out, "Sister."

That clear and pure voice made Rangiku laugh so hard she almost fell over. She immediately shoved a handful of skewers into Rangiku's hand: "That's great... Eat as much as you want, all you can eat!"

However, while it's easy to say "enough is enough," it's difficult to actually do it.

In just half a day, the food that was originally enough for the group to eat for ten days in the storage room was reduced at a visible rate.

Bai Yu leaned against the railing, looking at the empty plate in front of him, and rubbed his temples helplessly.

He had thought Kanna's appetite was already astonishing, until Artoria appeared, and he realized that even the legendary king's stomach was different from that of ordinary people.

One second she was elegantly wiping the corner of her mouth, the next she was picking up a new plate of barbecue and eating with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Baiyu, aren't you going to eat some? This is super delicious."

Artoria held a large plate of grilled seafood, looked up at him, a little sauce still on the corner of her mouth, her eyes innocent and adorable.

Bai Yu pointed to the nearly mountain of empty plates in front of her: "Are you sure this isn't enough for you?"

Artoria looked down, paused for a moment, then blushed slightly, but still straightened her chest with a self-righteous air, her tone unusually serious: "As a king, of course you have to eat your fill! Only when you are well-fed and watered can you have the strength to protect the country and the confidence to face all enemies. What kind of king can't even fill his stomach?"

He said it so seriously that even Nico Robin, who was flipping through a book next to him, couldn't help but chuckle.

"But if we keep eating like this, we'll run out of food before we even reach the next island."

Bai Yu said with a headache.

Artoria tensed up instantly, the meat skewer in her hand stopping at her mouth. A hint of panic flashed in her azure eyes, like a little lion cub whose food had been stolen: "Then, then I'll eat less... No, I can help with the hunting! Fish from the sea, birds from the sky, I can catch them all!"

As she spoke, she got up and headed towards the boat. Her hurried and anxious manner, as if she were afraid of not having enough to eat, was truly heartwarming.

Rangiku quickly pulled her back: "I was just kidding, there's plenty of food, eat up!"

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down in front of the food, enjoying her meal with peace of mind. This time, however, she deliberately slowed down, looking like she was trying hard to restrain herself but couldn't quite manage it, which made her look so adorable that it was hard to tease her anymore.

For the next few days, this became the daily routine at sea.

In the early morning, Artoria would practice her swordsmanship with a serious expression, her posture upright and her sword aura sharp. The sea breeze was cut by her sword wind. At this moment, she was the undisputed King of Knights.

But when it's mealtime, the king who was full of charisma just a second ago will rush to the table at lightning speed, his eyes shining, sitting obediently, waiting for the meal to be served.

She would meticulously rank each type of food, and her eyes would light up when she tasted something delicious. If she accidentally ate too much, she would quietly cover her stomach and mutter to herself that next time she would only eat until she was seven-tenths full, and then at the next meal, she would still finish everything.

Faced with this situation, Bai Yu could only sigh helplessly: "The food in Little Britain has remained consistent throughout history, and it's just been terrible."

When Artoria heard this, she wasn't angry. She just smiled and handed him a skewer of grilled meat: "Mr. Baiyu, with me around, hunting every day is a great way to train our bodies. You need to have a good physique on the high seas, and a good physique requires a lot of food, and a lot of food requires a good body."

The logic is clear and irrefutable.

And so, amidst delicious food and laughter, the originally aimless wandering became exceptionally pleasant.

Several days later, a huge city, surrounded by seawater and dotted with canals and shipyards, finally appeared on the distant horizon.

Skyscrapers stand tall, waterways crisscross the city, and countless massive docks rise in the city. The sea breeze is no longer just salty; it also carries the unique aroma of wood, paint, and sea air mixed together.

"Where is that...?"

Artoria stopped eating with her fork and looked into the distance, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Nico Robin explained softly, "That's Water Seven, the most famous shipbuilding city on the Grand Line, and the starting point of the Sea Train."

"A shipbuilding city?" Artoria's eyes lit up. "Does that mean there are many skilled craftsmen? And... is there a lot of delicious food?"

The previous sentence was still concerned about the ships, but the next sentence went straight to the point.