One Piece: True Several Thousand Hands, rampaging across Marineford!

The girl didn't want to stay in that room for another second.

Seeing that no one was in the room, Kahn pulled up a chair and sat down, completely unperturbed.

They didn't say there was any auction, that someone would definitely come and call them at the appointed time. That Mrs. Miller couldn't just leave him here and abandon him.

Kahn closed his eyes; all around him was darkness, and his senses were amplified.

While training his Devil Fruit abilities, he also cleared his mind and focused on his surroundings, attempting to overcome the bottleneck of Observation Haki and expand his perception.

Observation Haki requires more talent than Armament Haki.

Kahn has a basic grasp of Observation Haki, but it's quite weak, somewhat similar to the Paper Drawing technique, one of the Six Powers.

However, unlike other paper drawing techniques, paper drawing relies on releasing all the body's strength and using the airflow changes generated by the opponent's movements to make the body as thin as paper. This allows for easy and free control of the body, enabling one to dodge attacks aimed at oneself at the last second.

His Observation Haki allows him to anticipate and prepare for an enemy's attack the moment he senses it.

It sounds impressive, but Kahn could actually do even better with his experience and awareness.

Currently, without having reached the level of mastering the diffusion of Observation Haki, it's not very useful to him, not as practical as Armament Haki. Of course, if he reaches an advanced level of Observation Haki in the future, it will definitely be useful.

It can only be said that any domineering skill, when mastered to a high level, can make one a powerful figure.

The room was soon filled with various plants, and the walls were covered with ivy (a type of vegetation) that intertwined with the vines. To prevent the greenery from being too monotonous, it was decorated with white flowers.

Seafood trade, auction, young girl selling abalone.

Kahn quickly put these trivial matters and unimportant people behind him. He had enjoyed all the proper services he was entitled to, and he had no interest in improper services. He had no desire to become "like-minded" with anyone else.

He was only ten years old.

He was just a child.

"What should we do? He reported us to the navy." The girl leaned against the wall as she walked out, expressing her worries to her companions.

A woman on the brothel scoffed, "Report to the Navy? Ha! If reporting to the Navy were useful, the world wouldn't be like this."

"It's good enough that I'm alive; I'd rather die here."

"Tsk tsk~ It's not like the navy cares about these things. They only care about nobles and royalty. We commoners and ordinary people are not protected by them."

"Exactly, the navy is all the same. If they really come, they'll just be our guests."

"..."

…………

"Why did you bring me here instead of taking me to the auction?"

In the dark basement, Kahn looked around and saw many bottles and jars, all filled with dazzling 'gems'.

"Hehehe~ Still pretending, little guy~"

At this moment, Mrs. Miller, dressed in an exceptionally revealing red dress, swirled a glass of red wine in her hand, her gaze towards Kahn filled with possessiveness.

The truth that had been suppressed deep in my heart could no longer be hidden.

The woman, whose demeanor had drastically changed and who had suddenly become alluring and seductive, slowly drank the blood in her glass and licked her lips.

"You brought me here without even asking if I reported you to the Navy?" Kahn sniffed the air; there was a smell of blood. Was the glass filled with blood?

Mrs. Miller opened her moist, alluring red lips and said seductively, "Well, the Navy doesn't care about the lives of us commoners, nor do they care about such trivial matters. What they care about is protecting the superiors."

Seeing this, Kahn shrugged and said frankly, "As expected, there was no auction. It's obvious that the chances of an auction on such an island are too small, let alone that I happened to run into one."

"You can't trust a pretty woman's words at all. If it were an ordinary person or someone who can't control their lower body, they would probably be completely fooled by you and wouldn't even know how they died."

Kahn was not at all surprised by his situation.

Instead, I became even more curious about certain things.

What is the purpose of this Mrs. Miller, whose real name is unknown?

It seems the other party thinks they have me cornered. Could it be that my baby fat makes people look down on me?

"How could that be, little brother King? I sincerely wanted to invite you to play games together." Mrs. Miller smiled gently, exuding an elegant and alluring aura. The extreme contrast between gentleness and allure was irresistible.

"Playing games? What kind of games?" Kahn picked up the Den Den Mushi stuck to his thigh and held it high. "If it's an adult game, I'll report it to the Navy anytime. The whistleblower is the Fleet Admiral. Are you scared?"

"Hehehe~ I'm so scared, but would those big shots really look down on the lowly people they see?"

“If it were him, I think so.” Kahn had a good impression of the admiral. Seeing that the woman in front of him hadn’t gone mad, he found a seat and sat down opposite her.

It's quite fun to chat with interesting people.

Mrs. Miller looked at Kahn across from her with a slightly surprised expression, as if she had never encountered such an interesting little man before.

She became interested, "You're still young, you haven't seen much of the world, I hope you never have to see...those things..."

"Like when you gouged out other people's eyes?" Kahn pointed to the bottles and jars on the counter, inside which were sparkling 'gems'—human eyes. "If I'm not mistaken, these bottles are filled with human eyes?"

"Isn't it beautiful?" Mrs. Miller crossed her legs, completely unconcerned about the glimpse of her exposed skin. "After my treatment, their eyes have become the finest works of art, permanently preserved... able to retain that perfect moment..."

How did you come to target me?

“I have a daughter who longs for the outside world and always likes to sneak off to places that are not suitable for her… This time when she came back, she was attacked by a noble… nobleman…” Mrs. Miller’s voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to hold back something.

daughter?

Is she a married woman?!

No wonder she has such a charming figure.

Kahn gazed at Mrs. Miller's voluptuous figure and gentle, elegant appearance.

Married women...sound pretty good.

No wonder even powerful figures couldn't withstand it; it's fortunate that I have a strong will.

"Don't be impulsive, control yourself, control yourself," Kahn pleaded in a childish voice, though he was genuinely afraid of accidentally killing the woman with a single sword strike.

Miller calmed down and said with a fascinated look in his eyes, "You stay... and be my next husband."

Chapter 32: First Blood Taken (Please Read On!)

"Mrs. Miller, you don't want your family to know you're doing this, do you?"

"...I have no family anymore~"

"Don't you have another daughter?"

“Yes, I love her very much…” Mrs. Miller took out a jar from behind her back, inside which was a dazzling gem. “My daughter, isn’t she beautiful?”

"Are you crazy?"

“This world is crazy... Rather than let her die at the hands of nobles, it’s better for her beauty to be preserved forever.” Mrs. Miller’s face was full of intoxication, her suppressed emotions reaching a breaking point.

“…I should go back.” Kahn lost interest.

The outside world was even worse than the dog-eat-dog Haschino Island. It was a truly despairing world, completely different from the fairytale-like anime world of my previous life.

"You can't leave!" Mrs. Miller suddenly roared, her fingers turning into sharp spikes, which she swiftly thrust at the other side. "Leave those mesmerizing eyes behind!"

"Too slow." Kahn calmly got up and dodged the attack.

The spikes pierced the entire seat with ease.

When her first attack failed, Mrs. Miller, under Kahn's unwavering gaze, used her hand, which had transformed into spikes, to pull off her entire red dress. Her smile grew even more sinister as she asked, "Am I beautiful?"

At this moment, Mrs. Miller's perfect figure was on full display; she was voluptuous and charming, yet without any excess fat.

Everything was visible.

"You're beautiful. Many men can't resist your charm." Kahn spoke frankly. Many men like married women, and this one in front of him would probably make many men lose their minds and pounce on her.

"Since I'm so beautiful, why don't you offer me your eyes?" Mrs. Miller brandished her five spikes, scratching wildly, her mind already on the verge of collapse.

"As expected, you're a mentally unstable guy. Compared to the psychopaths John and Shiki, you're far inferior." Kahn easily dodged his opponent's erratic grabs as he moved nimbly, even gradually closing his eyes, treating his situation as a simple trial.

To further enhance one's proficiency in Observation Haki.

"John? Skeeter? Do you think I haven't heard of them?" Mrs. Miller saw that her opponent was unaffected by her and had gone berserk, his body covered in sharp spikes, and his speed became swift and ghostly.

Each attack can easily pierce through walls, and even metal can be easily pierced.

No matter how she attacked, even at her maximum speed, she still couldn't touch a hair on Kahn's head. Instead, she left the basement in ruins, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"You're that strong?!" Mrs. Miller, gradually calming down and regaining her senses, was secretly surprised. Could what this little guy said before be true?

"He who hunts geese year after year will eventually be pecked by them."

"Looks like you've finally realized it. Do you think I'm not someone you can handle?" Kahn knew that this woman hadn't taken him seriously before. After all, who would think he was just a chubby kid with a baby face?

There is only one monster with Charlotte Linlin's extraordinary talent, whose talent can be described as the strongest.

The sword in his hand twirled slightly.

Swish!

The iron sword clashed with the spikes, perfectly severing four spikes. When the fifth spike struck, sparks flew and a soft clanging sound was produced from the collision.

The immense force caused Mrs. Miller to fall backward uncontrollably.

"Didn't it sever?" Kahn opened his eyes, speechless at his own Observation Haki. Without pausing, he shattered the floor and rushed out in an instant, his explosive power terrifying.

After eating the fruit, his physique had already undergone a transformation.

"Monster...monster!" Mrs. Miller screamed, activating her Devil Fruit power to wrap herself in thorns and advance instead of retreating, fiercely retaliating. Her palms, hidden among the thorns, could extend sharp spikes at any moment, piercing the heart of her prey.

At this moment, she recalled the memory that terrified her the most.

"This lowly commoner's eyes are so beautiful? What a waste! Gouge one of her eyes out!"

"Do not!!!"

In her horrified gaze, Kahn's originally fierce slash changed, transforming into an invisible sword aura.

Every move and every sword strike represents the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

The fear in Mrs. Miller's eyes gradually faded...

She seemed to see a scene that was both dazzlingly beautiful and serenely simple.

A lifetime flashed through her mind.

But it couldn't withstand that sword strike.