Give the pirate world a little heroic spirit shock)

The noble, upright, and selfless Knight King spoke words that sounded like favoritism, and it made Liis' heart ache.

"Your business is my business." Liis patted Altria's shoulder.

"...I've remembered your words." Artoria pounded the armor on her chest with her fist to show that she had kept them in mind.

The dragon on the side frowned. Liis agreed that his conditions were indeed very good, and he was overjoyed to lend the knight to him, but he could feel that the situation was subtly complicated.

Just like that? No fuss or anything?

The situation was going too smoothly, which made him instinctively suspicious.

Seeing Long's puzzled expression, Liis raised her head and looked into his eyes with her calm purple pupils.

"Are you wondering what I want to do?" She turned around and looked at the vast ocean behind her. "This world is very interesting."

"..."

"So I want to make it more interesting." A faint smile appeared on Li Yisi's expressionless little face.

Long stared at her in a daze. He felt a twisted emotion from this teenage girl. The feeling was hard to describe. If he had to say it, it might be pleasure.

Li Yisi's thoughts were simple.

The Heroic Spirits under his command secretly control a group of the Four Emperors, and there are also officers who are rising in the navy.

If that’s the case, why don’t we include some heroic spirits in the revolutionary army?

Most of the heroes are heroes in mythology. Each of them has unique skills, powerful strength, and is fearless of death. No matter which force they are in, they can act quickly.

Perhaps after a few years, all forces in the world will have their own heroes in high positions, and this world will become a brand new Valhalla.

At that time, whether you rule the world secretly like Im, or return to the countryside and read the newspaper every day, this abstract and interesting world is fun to think about.

Liis didn't explain too much to Long. No one could predict what would happen in the future. The most important thing at the moment was to get the rebellious slaves out of the Sabaody Archipelago.

The black ship behind them had already landed at the dock. Seeing that Liis seemed to have a good relationship with the leader, the slaves did not make things difficult for the people on the ship and escorted several heroes down one by one.

At the end of the crowd, there was a fat man tied up. He was still unconscious and was being carried by Da Vinci with a mechanical arm. Artoria recognized him at a glance. This was the king who had previously clamored to eat the roofs of civilians.

"Why is he here too?" Altria frowned.

"He's a talented person," Liis replied. "The materials for my future aircraft carriers, satellites, and other spacecraft all depend on him."

NO50. The princess is going to be famous

In the original work, after being knocked away by Luffy, Wapol lived a life of poverty until he used his abilities to create Wapol Alloy, which allowed him to rebuild his business empire.

Hei Zhen followed Li Yisi and looked around curiously, then looked at Long again.

"Are you... sisters?" Long looked back and forth at Hei Zhen and Altria and asked curiously.

"Huh?" Heizhen showed a dissatisfied expression, "Do we look alike?"

"..."

Although it subtly gives the impression of being the same face, they are indeed quite different.

The opening banquet after the war followed the same routine. Li Yi brought out some ingredients but did not join in the preparations for the dinner.

After asking her heroic spirits to take the dragon to do other things, Liis came to a quiet corner alone. She took out the mobile fortress horseshoe and threw it on the ground.

The horseshoe instantly swelled up and turned into a semicircular silver-white house.

After Leonardo da Vinci's improvement, the horseshoe became battery-powered. As long as the magic power is stored in the spiritual vein, it does not have to be deployed in a specific location, so it is not so useless.

The reason why Liis wanted to create such a private environment was because the system had just sent her another message.

Because the last summoning was disturbed, the system was temporarily paralyzed for maintenance for a while. After punishing the goddess who caused the trouble, the system gave two ten-draw combos as compensation for the maintenance.

After the system upgrade, summoning is no longer an inconvenient function. Liis can place two magic circles on the ground at the same time.

It's a good time to do a little experiment...

Liis took out an exquisite samurai sword from the system space and placed it on one of the magic circles.

That was the famous sword Shusui that was confiscated from the zombie named Ryoma during the Terror Triforce.

Of course, the people in the Type-Moon world have nothing to do with pirate swords, but the heroic spirits summoned by the samurai sword will definitely have some connection with Japan.

There was a holy relic enshrined on one magic circle, and nothing on the other. Liis wanted to observe any changes between the two.

A small head popped out from Liis's chest, looking at the spinning magic circle on the ground, also supporting its own little face.

Liis looked at Ishtar, who was peeking out from her collar like a little bird, and suddenly she had an idea.

"You can even overpower the system itself. Can you help me change the system parameters, like the multiplier?"

"It's no longer possible." Ishtar puffed up her cheeks.

The system seemed to no longer consider Ishtar a summoned heroic spirit, but merely left her with Liis as a gift mascot.

The two magic circles simultaneously lit up with magnificent flashes. During this period, so many summons allowed her to obtain a lot of materials, but she still couldn't get the Void Sand she wanted.

Maybe one day I can just summon Tima and I won’t have to worry about those things anymore.

Liis's current magic power limit is sufficient, and she has full confidence in obtaining a new Heroic Spirit.

As if responding to this expectation, the two magic circles simultaneously lit up with magnificent brilliance...

……

Outside, the slaves were excitedly preparing dinner.

They were confused about the future, but now that Long is here, it means the leader and the revolutionaries have reached some kind of deal, and at least their future is safe.

Long did not join in the preparations for the banquet. He found Xingbu Ji hiding quietly in the corner.

The heroic spirits of Liis have been busy with their own affairs since they landed on the island. Only this quiet black-haired girl has been huddled in a corner, holding a book and carefully writing and drawing something.

Long looked over from behind Xingbu Ji and saw a picture of a boy with a pineapple head and cat-like whiskers on his face on the notebook in her hand.

"This is..." Long was slightly puzzled.

When Xingbuji realized someone was talking to her, her social anxiety instincts trembled for a moment, but she didn't calm down until she saw it was Long. "There is no Naruto in this world, no Jojo... no Marvel, and no one will be able to write one in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Long was surprised by the terms that Xingbu Ji said.

"The princess is going to be famous!" Xingbu Ji said, holding up the notebook.

In the previous Mary Geoise, Princess Geibu realized that she might not be able to help the Master on the front battlefield.

But she was not summoned here to waste her time. The princess was a mysterious otaku who read a lot of comics. She had practiced hard in Himeji Castle for hundreds of years and had acquired excellent writing and painting skills.

Perhaps the princess feels useless simply because she hasn't found her place? Perhaps this world is a novel about plagiarism, and the princess is the heroine?

Xingbu Ji felt that she was able to do it again!

Looking at the girl who suddenly became excited, Long still couldn't understand it, but the people under the girl were all talented and capable, so she must be planning something big.

At this moment, Long felt a tingling sensation on his body, as if he was being watched by some mysterious existence, as if a breeze was blowing across his body, and there was an indescribable feeling of oppression.

He subconsciously looked in one direction and saw a purple-haired loli walking towards him from afar.

The feeling of being spied on disappeared, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

What's going on? Is this Domineering Haki?

A drop of sweat ran down Long's cheek. No one around him showed any signs of abnormality, except for Rayleigh, the Pluto who was directing the arrangements for the banquet from afar, who glanced over there.

The slaves were still laughing and talking, and no one noticed anything unusual.

There have been countless powerful people on the sea for thousands of years, and the development of domineering power is even more diverse. However, this is the first time that Long has encountered such a situation.

Has he developed his domineering aura to the point where it works on the strong while having no effect on the weak?

Is he trying to show his power by suddenly showing us such a stunt?

Long carefully observed Li Yisi's delicate and beautiful little face. She really looked like a child, and her cold little face still had an inseparable childishness.

Long walked up to Liis, "I've actually heard of you, from one of my...partners."

"Is it a bear?" Liis raised her head.

"When he told me that the Hassan who even the admirals found so difficult was actually a teenage girl, I found it hard to believe him. Even with you standing right in front of me just now, I was still skeptical." Long sighed. "That move just now really impressed me. You look about the same age as my son."

What does this tone of approval mean? Did I do anything?

"Let's not talk about that. Are you still hiring?" Li Yisi decided to talk about her search for a dragon first.

"Are you interested?"

"It's not me." Li Yisi turned her head and looked in the direction she came from.

A dark-skinned strong man in thin clothes, with a mask covering half of his face, walked over with a smile.

"Crush the oppressors! Let's do it together!" The dark-skinned burly man raised his hands and shouted at the two men.

NO51. Then let me ask you

The dark-skinned burly man, whose head looks pointy because of his hairstyle, hunches his shoulder muscles, looking powerful.

"Come! Though the oppressors hold their breath, they will be cut off, and the people will drink their blood!"

"What is he talking about?" Long was confused.

"He's probably just saying hello," Liis said, her expression masking her awkwardness. "His name is Spartacus. He's one of my subordinates... a fierce general close to me, and he's incredibly powerful."

As she spoke, Liis glanced at the surroundings and then pointed to a mansion where all the people had run away.

"Behold the palace of the oppressor!"

"Oppressor! Hehehe hahaha!" Spartacus roared, rushing out like a chariot, crashing through the wall with his shoulder, and rampaging in the manor. The exquisitely decorated manor collapsed like scattered cards.

The sound of the manor collapsing startled everyone at the banquet, but with Altria's comfort, they returned to their work.

Long took a deep breath, such a strong man was indeed powerful, he didn't expect that the master would give him up to him so easily.

"He was once a pitiful yet brave gladiator, forced by slave owners to fight his compatriots and wild beasts. Because of this, he deeply detested power and made it his mission to crush all oppression in the world." Liis recounted his story. "Following you, I'll definitely make a name for myself."

As he spoke, Spartacus had already climbed out of the ruins, his fists raised high. "Melt the oppressors' golden crowns into iron balls, and let them eat them!"

What a passionate speech.

Long was shocked. The man's passion could connect with him through the air. At this moment, Long felt that he had become one with his dream.

He turned his head and bowed heavily to Liis.

"Thank you for your contribution to our cause. The revolutionary army will always remember your help." Long solemnly promised.

"No need to be so formal. I'm just sending the right person to the right place." Li Yisi felt a little embarrassed.

Spartacus is also the most abstract and difficult to communicate with among the Berserkers.

The Berserker class confuses his mind, and generally speaking, he will always think about rebellion. However, he also has basic judgment to consider whether the Master or his boss is an oppressor and whether he needs to be stabbed to death.

After summoning this heroic spirit, Liis immediately thought of the Revolutionary Army.

Although it feels a bit like getting rid of a hot potato, it is indeed more suitable for Spartacus to shine by following the Revolutionary Army than by following Liis.

The dragon now looked at Spartacus with a feeling of admiration for each other as heroes. The troublesome aspects of this heroic spirit would only be felt after spending more time with them.

After a whole night of preparation, the banquet finally began in an orderly manner. The reborn slaves gathered together and drank heartily for their past and future.

There are nearly a hundred tree-covered islands in the Chagos Archipelago. Most of them are still trembling with fear over what happened today. Only this island surrounded by wood and icebergs is still ablaze with flames rising into the sky, and people are partying around the bonfire.

It was not until the second half of the night that the slaves finally fell asleep. The next morning, the Dragon Society would order the revolutionary army to send a fleet to take these people away.

Liis never participated in these banquets. She grilled a few skewers of burnt meat and returned to the mobile fortress, Horseshoe.

"It's amazing that you have the patience to stay here all the time." Li Yisi sighed as she entered the room.

"I used to do this kind of work when I was alive... cough!"

Sitting in the room was a cherry-haired girl holding a samurai sword and wearing a haori. She stood up excitedly when she saw Liis.

Perhaps because she woke up too violently, she started coughing violently, and blood slid from the corners of her mouth.

The girl skillfully wiped off the blood with a handkerchief and smiled sheepishly at Liis.

This is another heroic spirit summoned by Liis, Okita Souji, a Shinsengumi samurai from the late Edo period of Japan.

Another Takeuchi face.

She and Spartacus were summoned almost at the same time. When she appeared, she spat out blood on the holy relic before she even finished her opening remarks.

Since Liis was in a hurry to deal with Spartacus's affairs, she left Okita Souji here and asked her to clean up Qiusui first and make arrangements after Liis came back.

Ishtar squeezed out from Liis's chest. She pouted and looked at the pale girl in front of her.