I can copy the beautiful girl

"So, please allow me to reject the Navy's invitation on Sakura's behalf."

"Because Sakura is a kind and righteous person, I can't let your "justice" that succumbs to reality distort her "justice."

Children's words are always the most hurtful.

Especially when these words made it impossible for him to refute them and he could only feel a sharp pain as if his heart was pierced.

Grint watched the girls walk away, his teeth biting his lip.

But, so what?

After the pain, he could only stay in this position.

Because, even if we succumb to the justice of reality, someone still needs to uphold this justice.

Otherwise, is there any possibility that the world will become worse?

Without the navy, the only ones who are happy are the pirates.

At least... I still protected some people.

Now, this is the only way he can comfort himself.

Or……

How many navy officers are using such excuses to comfort themselves?

Volume 34: Chapter : Things That Cannot Be Done

"Ms. Erina, I understand your feelings, but please don't buy too many ingredients. We can't carry them all."

"What are you talking about? Feishazi? Haven't you seen how people on this island take things?"

"what?"

"Bubbles! Bubbles! Put things in a bubble and it will float up by itself. Then use a rope to hold it, and you can easily pick up many things! So just go buy some bubbles!"

"Really? I didn't ask you to follow me so that you can decide my route."

"This is also so I can cook better food for you in the future, Priscilla."

"Don't think I'll grant you anything just because you say that. But if you can please me with even more delicious dishes, I'll reward you."

"Um, Erina, do we have enough berries?"

"Don't worry. Anna exchanged gold for 2 billion berries back in the Water Seven Cities. We got 100 million berries this time, which is enough to buy basically anything."

"Ms. Erina, don't say this in public!"

Feishazi, who was carrying a suitcase worth 100 million berries, looked around nervously.

"Haven't you read One Piece? Oh, right, you only read girls' comics. Anyway, the Sabaody Archipelago isn't safe at all. If people knew we were carrying 100 million berries, it would definitely attract a bunch of crazy bandits."

"Isn't Priscilla here? What are you afraid of?"

"Don't treat me as your thug."

Priscilla closed her folding fan and tapped Erina's head, smiled helplessly, then drew the Yang Sword from the void and chopped the tall man who pounced on her from behind away with one sword.

She didn't turn back to look at the man screaming and being devoured bit by bit by the flames. She just glanced around and smiled proudly: "You have polluted my eyes and soiled my garden. It seems that today I will have to bend down and clean the weeds in the garden myself."

"This island reminds me of Vice City." Livilia finally felt some peace and quiet after leading the girls into a market, but she couldn't stop shaking her head. "Or rather, it's a bit like Orario in the Dark Ages."

"Is Orario in the Dark Ages so terrifying?" Lefiya asked with lingering fear. "How many attackers have we encountered on this journey?"

"At least there's still order here, and there's a so-called safe zone. Those navy guys are still somewhat effective, which is pretty good." Angel, who also experienced that era, said calmly, "Orario back then was completely devoid of order. The Dark Families would launch terrorist attacks on the people at will, without any warning or scruples."

"Ms. Ais, what are you thinking about?" Ling asked Ais, who was in a trance, curiously.

Aisi came back to her senses and looked at her, tilting her head slightly. "Among those attackers, there was one with a very strong swordsmanship."

"Huh? Very strong?" Ling was completely confused and asked with a puzzled look on her face, "It seems that everyone was defeated by Miss Aisi's move?"

"Yeah, because his strength is very weak. But, his swordsmanship is very strong."

"It's a bit strange indeed. This must be the difference brought about by the different worldviews that the master mentioned."

Attention drawn to Ais's words, Livilia nodded slightly in agreement.

He is very weak but has strong swordsmanship. This evaluation seems a bit strange, but to put it simply, he is a swordsman that Ai Si met before. Obviously, his ability value is only LV.1, but when he attacks with his sword, he shows an attack power of no less than LV.3, and even uses incredible swordsmanship such as slashing in the air.

Of course, Ai Si is capable of slashing through the air, but... she relies purely on the physical wind pressure generated when swinging the sword.

To put it simply, he is like Saitama, who doesn't know any martial arts, but he can also perform long-range attacks by relying on the physical wind generated when he swings his fist.

No matter who it is, as long as they swing their fists, they will inevitably generate fist wind. This is a very simple secondary physical phenomenon.

Saitama simply punches with a little more force, so the power of his punches is also slightly stronger.

The same goes for Ais, or rather, all high-level adventurers in the world of Dicuo are like this.

As strong as Level 6, they can even collide with each other's weapons with the purest muscle strength, and directly trigger a secondary physical shock that will shake the entire Orario - the entire largest city in the world and the center of the world.

Just like Saitama, although not as exaggerated as Saitama, the adventurers in the world of Chicuo can show such a level of expressiveness without any supernatural martial arts skills, relying only on the purest muscle strength - this is LV.6.

So, of course, Ais is also able to directly produce a slash powerful enough to cut through everything with just the action of swinging her sword - relying solely on the purest secondary physical phenomenon.

But the people in this (One Piece) world are different.

The swordsman before obviously did not have the power of Ais, his ability value was only LV.1, but he was able to slash through the air. How did he do that?

And it's not just a matter of slashing through the air. His strength is obviously not strong, but the attack power when he swings his sword is completely comparable to the attack power of a LV.3 adventurer swinging his weapon. What kind of swordsmanship skills can achieve such a thing?

It wasn't just that swordsman, but many people possessed abilities that shouldn't be possessed based on their abilities alone.

It is by relying on various martial arts skills that are generally far superior to those of Ais, the strongest swordsman in Orario.

Incomprehensible.

Because of their different worldviews, Ai Si is completely unable to understand the power system of a world that does not rely on physical fitness, but relies on various surreal skills to gain the power to destroy the world.

However, if I can learn those skills, I will definitely become stronger.

As Ai Si thought about this, she wanted to ask her master for help. She wanted to find a swordsman in this world to learn from.

Although as a clone she doesn't seem to need to pursue power, but - no matter what, one day, she will definitely kill the black dragon.

But now, her strength is far from enough.

"If you want to develop an industry in this world, it seems you can't do it without getting involved in some dark things."

At the auction, Ningguang looked at the slaves being put on the stage one by one, but she didn't show any ugly expression. She just looked at them calmly, as if thinking about something.

"How could such a slave auction be held so openly? This world..."

Anna was as calm as Ningguang, or rather, even calmer than Ningguang, because she had already read the One Piece comics on Earth. Although she hadn't finished it, her understanding of this world was not low.

So, she simply said from a very rational perspective: "These slaves can be purchased. They must be very desperate now. If we can be a little kind after purchasing them, we can gain a group of loyal subordinates and use them as employees to run our business."

"This kind of thing... this kind of thing..."

Barbara, who did not follow the group of Hestia's family but chose to be with her sister, looked at the human tragedy in front of her with sad eyes.

"Sister, what should we do now?"

"There's nothing we can do." Qin sighed heavily. "As Anna said, apart from buying them out and giving them a slightly better ending to avoid further tragedy, there's nothing we can do."

There are many things in this world that cannot be changed by the will of one person, but require the will of thousands and millions of people to change.

This is what they are seeing now.

Qin could do nothing about it. She was not Vanessa, but just a clone.

There was no way she could be the Vanessa of this world.

Even if she wanted to become the Vanessa of this world, and her master agreed to let her do what she wanted, it was hard to say whether Qin had that kind of confidence.

After all, the situation this world faces is far more complicated than that of old Mondstadt.

I wonder...will the master want to change the world in the future?

"God!? God! Are you here to save me?! Please, please save me, God!"

"Stop! Don't come any closer!"

Chizuka took a step forward, and her overwhelming presence intimidated the tall man who was kneeling on the ground and crawling towards Hestia crying.

The man with the collar around his neck stopped and kowtowed repeatedly: "Please! Please! God! Please save me! I swear I will change my ways! I will never be a pirate again! I still have a wife! I still have children! I don't want to die...!!!"

At this moment, the people around also stared at Hestia, who was holding her forehead with a headache, with surprised and suspicious eyes, and then knelt down one by one in the same bewildered manner.

“Is it a god…?”

“It really is God…”

"God... is he a Celestial Dragon?"

"No... no... not a Celestial Dragon... but a true God..."

"God... There really is a God in this world..."

"Did the gods come to save us from the pirates and the Celestial Dragons?"

"Since gods exist...why...why do they allow the Celestial Dragons to do whatever they want?"

The cause of this incident was Hestia's fault.

Some of the gods would play an interesting game to pass the time, which was to completely conceal their divine power so that people could not recognize them as gods at all. They would completely integrate into the group of mortals and live as real mortals.

However, Hestia had never played this kind of game before, so this was her first time doing this.

You know what, it was unexpectedly hard.

Because divine power is emitted naturally, just like humans naturally have body temperature when living in the world, for gods, divine power is almost a similar thing.

Although it can be actively controlled, it is really difficult to completely restrain it without revealing any trace.

Therefore, Hestia was a little unskilled.

So, when she saw a man wearing a collar and shouting for his life, she lost control and divine power burst out of her body. Then, in an instant, like a dazzling flame in the dark night, everyone's attention was drawn to Hestia.

Then, the current result was achieved.

A slave who was once a pirate was crying and confessing to Hestia, and the surrounding onlookers could not help but kneel down in awe, fear, and anticipation.

In these chaotic and dark times, no one can blame those who pray to the gods.

Not to mention that Hestia is the goddess of the hearth who protects the people and the family.

It would be fine if he didn't ask for help from her. After all, Hestia has lived for hundreds of millions of years and has long since let go of many things.

But since the person has come to her for help, Hestia can't just turn a blind eye and sit idly by while someone truly wants help.

After all, among the children she was taking care of, the others were easy to deal with, but with Chitsuka and Noelle around, it was impossible for her to just sit back and watch this happen.

So, in order to avoid inappropriate supervision of the two children, Hestia finally stepped forward.

Qianshu breathed a sigh of relief and stepped aside with a smile.

"I am Hestia, the goddess of the sacred fire and protector of the family."

As she spoke these words, even more powerful divine power was released. Hestia's twin ponytails loosened, and her black hair flowed down like a waterfall, instantly dyed red.

She stared at the pirate who was kneeling and kowtowing, his whole body radiating divine light.

"Pirate, remember the oath you swore. Even as a god, I cannot forgive you on behalf of those you have harmed. However, as a god, I am willing to grant you this one chance of forgiveness if you truly repent. Return home to your wife and children. Do no more evil, and spend your life reparing your sins with good deeds. If someone seeks revenge on you one day, you must not resist."

"Yes, I swear, God... Thank you, God, thank you... Thank you, God!"

Hestia raised her hand and pointed at the collar on the pirate's neck. The next moment, the collar, which was originally chirping as a warning, stopped chirping, and naturally untied and fell to the ground.

It is impossible for a mortal to lie in front of a god. Hestia knew clearly whether the pirate in front of her was truly repentant or not.

Moreover, the oath made to the gods cannot be revoked just because one wants to.

So, this matter was resolved in this way.

but…

"God! God! Please! My daughter was captured by the Celestial Dragons and made their wife. Could you please rescue my daughter?"

"My Lord God! The Celestial Dragons killed my father, my mother, and my sister... My Lord God, please bring down divine punishment on those inhumane Celestial Dragons...!"

"My Lord God, my son was killed by the Celestial Dragons just because he stood in their way. He was only three years old...!!"

"Lord Kami...!"