The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

Luther wasn't completely unmoved; even a person would be a little angry if their home was broken into twice like that.

He knew that some things require strength first before respect can be earned.

Sitting in his chair, Luther stared blankly at the doorway, listening to Satan's hearty laughter approaching from afar, and watching his obese body appear in the doorway.

The moment Satan appeared, Gion saw Luther's expression suddenly change, from indifference to a smile and enthusiasm.

Just as she was wondering if she had misread it, she heard Luther speak enthusiastically again:

"Grandpa Satan! It's been a long time! Welcome to Don Quixote Palace. I happen to have something to discuss with you."

"Oh? What could possibly be so special that a distinguished young man like you would want to see me?"

Satan felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as he entered the room and heard Luther address him.

Luther wasn't this friendly when he came here last time.

Luther's preemptive strike threw him off balance.

"Grandpa Satan, then I won't stand on ceremony. You're in charge of the navy, right?"

"Yes!"

"So, I can have my way of executing a lieutenant general, can I?"

"No problem...wait, who are you going to execute?"

Satan was inclined to agree casually, after all, he was just a lieutenant general, it wasn't worth it.

But then he suddenly remembered Luther's strange behavior, and a hint of wariness appeared in his eyes.

Chapter 43 Demanding Benefits

"Who should be executed? Of course, it's Vice Admiral Garp. He beat me so badly I was bedridden for three days. Aren't the Navy just dogs we keep? How dare he do that?"

Luther angrily cursed.

His words caused an extremely strange reaction from everyone present.

Gion secretly rolled his eyes at Luther; it was the first time he had ever seen Luther act like he was tattling to his parents.

Based on her previous speculation, it was clear that Luther was feigning weakness to the enemy, while also subtly undermining Satan.

Satan narrowed his eyes, inwardly grumbling.

He had heard that Karp's injuries were more severe than Luther's, and that Luther was injured and bedridden, simply enduring the pain on his own.

However, as the patriarch of the Celestial Dragons, he certainly wouldn't say that:

“Luther, Karp made a mistake in this matter, so I suspended his salary for a year and will never let him become a general!”

"???"

Is this over?

Luther blinked and looked at Satan, his eyes still filled with expectation.

Who are you trying to fool with just this one sentence?

Seeing Luther looking like he was going to ask his parents for help, Satan's face darkened slightly.

So what if I got into a fight? Why are you trying to extort two things from me for the same thing?

If he remembered correctly, right after that incident, Luther had asked him for a training method for Conqueror's Haki.

Satan originally thought it was compensation for the incident, and both sides tacitly understood the situation.

In retrospect, was it just a simple gift?

However, he was in the wrong in this matter, and it did achieve the effect he wanted.

He had always known about Garp's little schemes, and even the fact that Garp went to see Luther was at his secret behest.

Otherwise, given Garp and his crew's shrewdness, this would hardly have happened.

Satan believed it was necessary; he couldn't let Luther gain a foothold in the Navy. However, he didn't expect Garp to be so ruthless.

"It was my oversight this time. I brought you a gift."

Satan's thoughts were fleeting, and he maintained his cheerful demeanor.

He wasn't unprepared for this trip; he simply clapped his hands, and his CP0 subordinates stepped forward with their items.

Even if something is very precious, it doesn't matter if I give it away.

However, the Navy is the world government's most powerful military force on the surface, and Luther cannot be allowed to get too involved.

Guiding Garp to beat up Luther was a warning to the entire Navy that while Celestial Dragons should be respected, so too should their influence be moderated.

"Oh? Grandpa Satan prepared a gift for me? I'll be looking forward to it!"

Luther smiled and took the box, even giving Gion a look that seemed to reject her offer to check it, and opened the box without any suspicion.

Inside the box was a golden fruit with a strange spiral pattern.

This is the ocean's secret treasure, a Devil Fruit that grants creatures special abilities.

"Grandpa Satan, what's this?" Luther raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with joy.

“This is the Bird-Bird Fruit, Mythical Zoan type, Golden Crow form. I heard you were looking for this fruit, so it is my gift to you this time,” Satan said cheerfully.

"Grandpa Satan! Thank you so much!"

Even Luther was surprised that Satan would produce the fruit so quickly.

According to Olvia's intelligence, this fruit is even stronger than the Logia-type fruits he wanted.

Seeing Luther's obvious delight, Satan's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

"I'm glad you like it. This is a top-tier fruit. If developed properly, it could rival the members of the Knights of God."

"Is it that strong?"

Luther feigned surprise, but was not surprised at all by the Knights of God.

The Knights of God are the supreme force of the Celestial Dragons. If CP0 is the strongest shield, then they are the strongest spear.

The need to deploy the Knights of God signifies that the world situation has reached a very serious point.

“Of course, over the past few hundred years, more than a dozen people have eaten this fruit, and they were all exceptionally talented and powerful individuals. Even those who did not possess power before eventually became walking natural disasters,” Satan said with a smile.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

Luther smiled, closed the box, and carefully placed it aside.

He knew most of the information Satan mentioned; he had obtained this information when he was examining the fruit in Olvia.

These messages even included specific cultivation methods for the Golden Crow Fruit.

The Golden Crow Fruit is an extremely powerful Mythical Zoan-type fruit, which not only greatly enhances the body but also possesses two special abilities.

There is a kind of flame called the Sun's Fire, which is said to be comparable to the temperature of the sun. When cultivated to a high level, one can transform their body into the Sun's Fire and gain the ability to pseudo-elementalize.

Another type is called Burning Ashes. As the name suggests, wherever the Golden Crow goes, it's like a walking natural disaster.

When activated, the ability can cause the ambient temperature to rise rapidly, and if it persists for a long time, it can even permanently change the climate.

It may not be very meaningful for strong people to fight each other, but it is a deadly weapon for ordinary people.

In many ways, this fruit is very suitable for him.

However, even if they wanted to eat, they would have to wait for Satan to leave.

"Grandpa Satan, I have one more request."

"Hmm? Is there anything else you want?"

Satan's eyes showed a hint of displeasure, but he still asked in a slightly friendly manner.

"I discovered an unparalleled thrill in capturing Red Earl this time. The joy of clashing with top-tier pirates and capturing them one by one in Impel Down is almost addictive." Luther clenched his fists, his face filled with excitement.

Gion, standing beside him, lowered her head slightly, afraid that she might interfere with Luther's plans.

Based on her understanding of Luther, he was not that kind of person at all.

Even if Luther said he was going to capture top pirates and enslave them, it would be more believable than this.

However, Satan's reaction was beyond her expectations:

"I see... You want to go to the New World to capture pirates, right? I can let you take one of the admirals with you. However, this will have to wait a while. In less than half a year, Sora will be promoted to Commander-in-Chief of the Navy. At that time, the Navy will be in some turmoil. After things stabilize, you can leave with your men."

Satan spoke with understanding but also with some regret.

Simply put, Luther could have done that, but he would have had to wait a while longer.

No matter what Luther wanted to do by capturing pirates, Satan didn't care much.

Whether they are small-time pirates or big-time pirates, capturing a few won't affect the current situation.

The World Government's consistent policy has always been to keep the World Government and Navy active while simultaneously maintaining chaos around the world.

Only in this way can their rule be stable enough that the member states will be willing to continue paying the Heavenly Gold.

Luther wanted to cause trouble, so Satan decided to let him cause trouble to his heart's content.

No matter what Luther did, he had one fatal flaw that allowed him to completely control his opponent.

"Thank you for your understanding, Grandpa Satan! I hope you'll come visit often when you have time!"

Luther's enthusiasm intensified until he saw Satan off from Don Quixote's palace, at which point he returned to his original calm expression.

"Gion, have they all left?"

Luther rubbed his temples and sat down in the main seat, letting out a soft sigh of relief.

Gion's Observation Haki covered the entire Donquixote Family compound, and after repeatedly ensuring there were no abnormalities, he shook his head and said:

"They've all gone far away, so we're sure there's no surveillance around."

"Sigh, even going home involves scheming and backstabbing. It's really a headache."

Luther took out the Golden Crow Fruit, held it in his hand and played with it, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement.

Chapter 44 Bird-Bird Fruit, Mythical Zoan Type, Golden Crow Form