The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

"Hmm? It seems they have some unique qualities that caught your eye." Luther smiled.

The construction of Happy Valley also requires a large number of pirates, so it's normal for Olvia to have this idea.

There were probably three people.

"The user of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, Gecko Moria, fought Kaido, a top-tier pirate, for several hours before being defeated. His strength is estimated to be at the level of a near-Admiral. Currently, all his companions have died, and he is depressed. He is a good candidate for recruitment."

"The user of the Sand-Sand Fruit, Crocodile, shares a similar experience with Moria, having challenged Whitebeard and died. His strength is estimated to be at the level of a quasi-Admiral. To this day, his whereabouts remain unknown, seemingly searching for something, for reasons similar to Moria's."

"The last one is a pure swordsman, Djorkol Mihawk, who has the strength of a great swordsman. He is currently slightly weaker than the two mentioned above, but his potential should be greater. I recently heard that he suffered a serious injury, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and he has also gained the strength of a near-admiral."

“The last one is difficult.” Luther shook his head. “His injury was thanks to Gion, which happened a few days before we arrived at Gaya Island.”

Upon hearing Luther's words, Olvia crossed the name off in her mind and looked at Gion with some surprise.

She knew Gion was very strong, but she never had a clear understanding of it.

When Mihawk was discovered a few days ago, some people said she was not far from death, but when she met Gion, he was unharmed.

It now seems that Gion's strength has reached the level of an admiral.

Thinking this, Olvia couldn't help but feel a little envious. Compared to these people who were born monsters, she was truly far inferior.

On the other hand, Luther pondered the feasibility of Olvia's answer.

The three people Olvia mentioned were among the earliest to join the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

In other words, they are all among the groups that can be manipulated.

However, Crocodile is definitely an unstable factor. He became a Shichibukai in order to obtain the Ancient Weapons, and he does not intend to make contact with them until he can forge the Poneglyphs.

But Moriah...

Luther thought about his upcoming trip to Wano Country and felt that he would be a good candidate.

Chapter 61 The Journey and Moria

time flies.

Luther stayed on Skypiea for three whole months, during which time he not only developed his Devil Fruit but also helped Olvia become familiar with its abilities.

It has to be said that the Rumble-Rumble Fruit truly deserves its reputation as one of the top-tier Devil Fruits.

Even someone like Olvia, who has never trained, can easily reach the Admiral level in three months and even awaken Observation Haki.

This level of strength would certainly be insufficient in the New World, but it would be barely enough for the first half of the Grand Line.

"Your Highness, are you leaving?"

Olvia finished her daily training, panting as she looked at Luther, her beautiful eyes filled with a special emotion.

"That's about enough. If we stay any longer, 1501 will be over."

Luther stretched, his muscular body not appearing bulky, but rather his slender figure resembling that of an aristocrat.

"Just focus on stable development on Sky Island. You proceed with the Happy Valley project first, and I'll see if I can find a way to copy the Poneglyphs."

“Then I wish Your Highness a smooth journey.” Olvia smiled slightly. “Your Highness should take Robin with you this time. It won’t do without someone who can decipher the Poneglyphs by your side.”

"Ok?"

After hearing this, Luther looked Olvia up and down, and finally nodded with a light smile.

"Then I'll bring Robin with me."

He doesn't really need Robin; he's afraid to face his own daughter.

These past few days, in order to study the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, he has seen and touched everything he was supposed to. The two of them are only one step away from getting to know each other.

Let Olvia rest a bit; it's time to reap the final rewards.

After a few days of packing, Luther and his companions quickly returned to Gaya Island from the Sky Island and boarded the Don Quixote.

Kizaru left a month ago; after all, paid leave shouldn't be taken too far.

Compared to the last time they came, this time the only people accompanying them were Gion and Robin; they didn't even bring CP3.

"I feel like I lost out big time. I should have known better than to let Olvia eat the Rumble-Rumble Fruit."

On the Don Quixote, Luther struggled to charge the batteries, sighing under his breath.

"Hehehe, it seems Your Highness needs to find another laborer."

Gion couldn't help but smile as she watched Luther working so hard.

It was quite rare to see Luther doing hard labor.

"Are we going to see Moria first this time?"

After being fully charged, Gion naturally took on the responsibility of being the helmsman.

"Let's see if we can find him. It's said he's drifted to the first half of the Grand Line. If we can't find him, we'll go to headquarters to pick up Sakazuki, and then head straight to the New World," Luther said.

Several months later, Sora was promoted to Commander-in-Chief of the Army, and Sengoku took over as Admiral of the Navy.

Kuzan is the only one who, for the time being, remains a candidate for general due to the need to consider his position.

This trip to the New World with a general was something Satan had promised beforehand.

Of the two current generals, Sakazuki would undoubtedly prefer this job.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The Don Quixote set sail from Gaya Island and sped toward the Red Earth.

……

Lund Island.

This is a tranquil island famous for its hot springs, attracting a steady stream of tourists every year to enjoy life here.

On a cliff near the sea, a nearly 7-meter-tall, disheveled, thin man sat there, gazing blankly into the distance, his eyes lifeless as if dead.

"Look, isn't that Moria?"

"Tsk tsk, the rising star of pirates a few years ago has become like this."

"He must have been devastated. It's said that his entire pirate crew was wiped out in the New World, and he was the only one who survived."

"That's how pirates are; you kill someone today, and they'll kill you tomorrow..."

"..."

There were occasional whispers around, after all, Moria was a celebrity.

However, Moria seemed to ignore it, remaining as still as a stone statue.

"Lord Moria, it's time for you to eat something."

A skinny boy, over two meters tall, walked from a distance, carrying a tray filled with various roasted meats.

The boy's appearance caused Moria's expression to fluctuate slightly.

However, Moria's expression quickly turned to pain, and he covered his face, speaking in a pained tone:

“Absalom, I watched your loved ones die before my very eyes, and I couldn’t even avenge them…”

He was a loser in the new world. He once treasured his companions, but he couldn't protect any of them.

"Kaido..."

Moria let out a beast-like growl, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

But soon, all of this faded away.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly and gazed expressionlessly at the vast sea.

"It's impossible..."

Moria was well aware of the gap between himself and Kaido, a gap that could not be bridged by effort alone.

He desperately wanted to avenge his comrades, but unfortunately, it was impossible no matter what he did...

"It's laughable that Moria, who was once so full of vigor in the New World, has become such a dejected person. It seems your companion died in vain."

A cold voice came from afar.

Moria frowned in annoyance. He didn't care if people called him a waste, but they did care about his dead comrades...

No!

He turned around and looked into the distance; a man, a woman, and a child were walking towards them.

He felt he had seen the man's face somewhere before. Recalling newspapers from the last two years, he recognized the man and said coldly:

"Don Quixote Luther Saint, I don't recall having any connection with the Celestial Dragons."

Thanks to propaganda from the Navy and the World Government, Luther's image became widely known, and he had seen him several times.

"Don't you want to avenge your comrades?" Luther asked with a smile.

When dealing with someone like Moria, who is driven by emotion, stating the terms directly is often more effective.

“I want to! Then, what is the price, Your Highness Luther?”

Moria suddenly stood up, his burning eyes fixed on Luther as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Kaido is indeed very strong, but there are quite a few people in this world who can defeat him, such as the Celestial Dragons represented by Luther.

"What can you give me?" Luther countered.

"Hehehehe".

Moria let out a raspy laugh that sounded like a hoarse croak, and patted his chest:

"If you make Kaido experience the pain I have felt, my life will be yours."

“A deal is made if you can demonstrate your value,” Luther said with a smile.

"You won't be disappointed!"

Moria snatched the roasted meat from Absalom's hand and wolfed it down into his mouth.

He hadn't eaten properly for many days and didn't have enough energy to show his strength.

After a hearty meal, he leisurely stood up again: