I collect everything in the One Piece world.

"I must say, the oranges here taste really good," he exclaimed contentedly, breaking off another segment and popping it into his mouth. The sweet juice burst in his mouth, carrying the taste of sunshine.

These oranges suited his taste perfectly, so he planned to collect a few of the best-looking orange trees before he left, and plant them in a suitable place after he got his ship in Water Seven.

They can not only be used as ornamental plants, but also provide a refreshing treat and vitamin supplement. More importantly, they are souvenirs from Nami's hometown, making them exceptionally meaningful.

As he was pondering whether to make a small flower bed on the deck and plant some oranges and flowers, or to put them somewhere else, a figure quietly crept over.

Bakara, holding a tattoo design book, leaned close to Morsen, eager to try it out, and said, "Hehehe, Captain~ do you want to get a tattoo with me~"

As she spoke, Bakara pointed to a rather intricate and ornate design on the booklet, a pattern woven from flames, dice, and gold coins.

"How about this? It's super cool! How about we each get one tattooed? It'll be a matching set! You'll have flames and a captain's hat, and I'll have dice and coins!"

Mosen glanced sideways at the design, then at Baccarat's "pretty, isn't it? Praise me!" expression, raised an eyebrow, and said in a half-smile:

"Flames and dice? And they're a set?" He deliberately dragged out the words. "But what I see below are labels for couple tattoos."

"What, do you think I have any improper thoughts about your handsome, dashing, and powerful captain?"

"Sigh, it's all because I'm too outstanding. It's understandable that you were attracted to me, it's okay..."

"Huh?!" Bakara was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening. Her fair cheeks flushed bright red, and she punched Mosen's shoulder in embarrassment and annoyance. "What nonsense are you talking about! I... I didn't!"

"I just think it looks nice! Who knew it was some kind of couple's item!"

She offered a few incoherent explanations, then glared at Mosen with a mixture of embarrassment and anger: "So, are you going to get the tattoo or not?!"

Mosen laughed and easily reached out, grabbing Bakala's small fist as she attacked again, immobilizing her with a little force.

“Of course… I won’t get a tattoo!” Mo Sen shook his head, his tone firm, but his eyes still held a smile.

"Why?!" Bakala asked angrily after struggling in vain.

Mo Sen said in a serious tone, "Because you can't take the civil service exam if you have a tattoo."

"Take the civil service exam? What's that?" Bakala was indeed confused by this unfamiliar term, blinking her big eyes in bewilderment.

"It's... a very serious and sacred professional selection process." Mo Sen continued his rambling, his expression serious. "When you reach my age and have experienced more, you'll understand."

Hearing this, even the slow-witted Bakara realized that Mosen was playing a trick on her again: "You're playing me again!"

She stomped her foot in anger, and her other hand, which wasn't being held, started scratching Mosen's itch.

Mosen laughed and released her hand, nimbly dodging her attacks. The two of them then started playfully fighting in the not-so-spacious wooden cabin, the rocking chair creaking from the impact and orange peels falling all over the floor.

Nami, who was fixing her tattoo, and Robin, who was reading a book, couldn't help but look up, revealing expressions of helplessness and amusement.

Just then, the door to the cabin was pushed open, and Nojiko walked in carrying a newspaper still smelling of ink and several brand-new bounty posters.

She had a hint of worry on her face, but she breathed a slight sigh of relief after seeing the relaxed atmosphere inside the room.

“Mr. Morsen, Miss Robin, Miss Bakara, Nami…” Nojiko placed the newspaper and the wanted poster on the table. “This is the newspaper that was just delivered today, and… this too.”

Her voice stopped Mosen and Bakala from their playful fight. Mosen straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, walked to the table, and picked up the beautifully printed wanted posters.

Robin put down her book and came over. Nami, unable to move, could only look up curiously.

There are four bounty posters in total.

The first picture is of Blake Moson.

The photo was probably taken in Alabasta. Mosen is standing sideways, holding a knife, with a cold look in his eyes, and the background is vaguely filled with yellow sand.

The bounty is 280 million Berries.

"Wow, the starting price is 280 million. Looks like I'm worth quite a bit." Mo Sen stroked his chin, not too surprised.

The fact that he killed a Shichibukai, coupled with this time directly taking down Colonel Rat, is a direct provocation against the Navy. It would be unreasonable not to offer a high bounty.

The second picture is of Nico Robin.

The photo shows Robin standing on the ship's side, likely taken by the navy personnel a few days ago.

The bounty remains at 8500 million Berries, which isn't a significant change, considering that Morsen has been the one primarily making the moves these past few times, and her previous bounty was already quite high.

The Navy and the World Government assessed her danger more based on knowledge than on direct combat capabilities.

The third one is Baccarat.

Bounty: 5500 million Berries.

In the photo, Bakara is tossing and catching several gold coins with a bright smile, but her eyes are cunning. The background shows a gambling table and chips, which may have been left at the casino before.

"Fifty-five million?" Bakara's eyes lit up when she saw her bounty poster, but then she pouted and looked at Mosen with some resentment.

"How come I scored so much less than you! I'm pretty good too, okay! Next time! Next time I have to do better! I can't fall too far behind you!"

The fourth picture is of Nami.

The bounty is only 1500 million Berries.

The photo, like Robin's, is taken on a boat. She is looking at the distant sea with her orange hair flying and her eyes sparkling.

"Where's mine? Where's mine?" Nami finally couldn't wait any longer and came over to take her bounty poster from Nojiko's hand.

Upon seeing the amount of 1500 million, she was not afraid at all. Instead, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she even felt a hint of excitement and a sense of belonging.

Being offered a bounty meant that she was saying goodbye to her days of obscurity.

She was now a renowned adventurer with a bounty on her head, a partner whose name appeared in the same newspaper as Morsen, Robin, and Bakala, a feeling that gave her a strange sense of peace and security.

Nojiko looked at Nami holding the bounty poster, her eyes showing no fear but only a strange light, and sighed softly in her heart.

She understood that Nami had made her choice and would definitely not turn back.

"Nami...are you about to leave?" Nojiko walked up to Nami and asked softly.

Nami nodded vigorously, a bright and determined smile on her face: "Yes! Once I've fixed the tattoo and replenished my supplies, we'll set off!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Mo Sen, who nodded slightly to her and then put another piece of orange into his mouth.

Nojiko was silent for a moment after hearing this, then said softly, "Then remember to visit Bellemere before you leave. Talk to her."

Upon hearing her adoptive mother's name, Nami's eyes softened, but her smile remained bright. She grasped Nojiko's hand in return, her voice clear and full of hope:

“I know. I will. I will tell her not to worry about us anymore.”

"The nightmare is over."

"Our future... is looking brighter."

"Moreover, I will go to see a wider world and fulfill my dreams!"

Chapter 86, Reactions in Various Regions (Part 2)

The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated at the port of Cocoyasi Village.

The villagers gathered at the dock, watching the adventure team's ship slowly sail away.

Nami stood on the ship's railing, waving vigorously toward the shore. Her short orange hair fluttered in the morning breeze, and her face showed a hint of sadness at parting, but even more so, anticipation for the future.

Nokiko, Mr. A-Jian, and many other familiar faces waved goodbye to her from the shore until the boat became a tiny dot on the sea.

After the outline of Cocoyasi Island completely disappeared from sight, Nami took a deep breath of the sea breeze, composed herself, and turned to walk towards Morsen, who was studying the sea chart.

"Captain," Nami's voice regained its usual crispness, "where are we going next?"

Upon hearing this, Mosen also looked up from the nautical chart and pointed to an island on the map.

“Here,” Mosen said, “I’ve heard there are some very skilled swordsmen in this village. I’d like to go and see for myself.”

There just happens to be a kendo master in the East Sea, Shimotsuki Koshiro.

This seemingly gentle dojo owner is Zoro's mentor and has connections with Wano Country, so Morsen would naturally not miss such an opportunity.

The insights he spoke of were not merely a simple visit; he wanted to spar with the opponent to see if they could help him break through his current limitations, including in terms of Armament Haki and swordsmanship.

His Armament Haki has made rapid progress in covering his fists and feet and hardening his defenses, but he is still a little short in terms of binding. Therefore, he needs a high-quality real battle or observation to help him take this step.

He wanted to learn more about the advanced Ryuo technique, which involves covering swords with Armament Haki to create unique black blades.

Needless to say, his swordsmanship is already superb. He has mastered the knife techniques that Captain Lyle taught him, but he wants to take it a step further and develop a more distinctive and powerful swordsmanship.

……

East Sea, Frostmoon Village, One Heart Dojo.

Sunlight streamed onto the clean and tidy wooden training ground, accompanied by the crisp sounds of bamboo swords clashing and the innocent shouts of children.

The dojo master, Shimotsuki Koshiro, dressed in a plain-colored kendo uniform, wore his usual gentle smile as he patiently corrected a little boy's sword-holding posture, his voice calm and clear.

The atmosphere was completely different in the Japanese-style room next to the dojo.

Belo Betty, the commander of the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army, was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat without any regard for his image, a thin cigarette dangling from his mouth, puffing out smoke.

The latest newspaper was spread out in front of her, with arrest warrants and reports about Mosen and his gang prominently displayed.

In her other hand, she held a strangely shaped Den Den Mushi (snail phone), which simulated a serious, tattooed face—that of Monkey D. Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army.

"...So, Chief, you mean I should try to make contact and invite them to join?"

Belo Betty exhaled a smoke ring, raised an eyebrow, and her gaze lingered on Morsen's wanted poster.

“I understand Nico Robin; her knowledge and ability to decipher historical texts are of vital importance to us.”

“That collector, Mosen… although he is quite my type, why?” She spoke directly, with her characteristic frankness.

On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Ryu's voice was deep and magnetic: "Betty, don't judge a book by its cover. This collector is definitely not simple."

"His ability to kill Crocodile demonstrates that he has already entered the ranks of the strong. The fact that someone like Nico Robin chose to join him and seems to genuinely approve of him further proves that his ideals, abilities, and personal charisma are extraordinary."

He paused, then continued, "He killed Crocodile in Alabasta, thwarting his plot; wiped out the Krieg Pirates; defeated the Arlong Pirates, liberating Cocoyasi Village; and eliminated that seemingly unreliable Marine Captain Rat..."

"Judging from his actions and style, he may seem to act arbitrarily, but he is always cracking down on real villains and rescuing the oppressed people."

"Although this style is different from the organized actions of our revolutionary army, its core is in line with the ideals we pursue to some extent."

"Furthermore, he acts decisively, is not afraid of direct conflict with the World Government, and possesses formidable strength and a bizarre Devil Fruit ability..."

The dragon's voice carried a hint of solemnity: "If such a person could become a comrade, it would be a tremendous help to our revolutionary cause."

"Even if we can't recruit them successfully, we should at least establish good relationships and avoid becoming enemies."

As Belo Betty listened to the dragon's analysis, she carefully examined the vague description of the Cocoyasi Village incident in the newspaper, and her gaze gradually became serious.

Although the Navy tried its best to downplay the misdeeds of Captain Rat, the truth always spreads in various ways, and she naturally heard about it as well.