"What?"
Snack and Custard stared wide-eyed as if they had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.
After all this time, he was actually targeting Custard and Broye!
Snack was the first to react.
He instinctively glanced at Custard and Broye.
Truth be told, his two sisters were rare beauties.
And this Marine before them was notoriously lustful. It made perfect sense for him to set his sights on Custard and Broye.
Most importantly, he had proposed this marriage alliance.
Of course, the premise was that this guy could gain Big Mom's trust.
"You..."
At this moment, Custard couldn't help but widen her eyes, her face flushing bright red.
It was unclear whether from shame or anger.
She truly hadn't expected this Marine to be so shameless. If he had taken a fancy to just one of her or Broye, she might have endured it.
But he wanted them both at once!
What was this? Did he want to embrace both sisters and share a bed with them? Did he have no shame?
Seeing the expressions on Snack and Custard's faces, Lancelot chuckled softly and added, "There's a reason I want to marry both of them at the same time."
"After our commercial alliance, for everything you need, I'll have them personally escort the deliveries to you... This way, both our sides can feel at ease."
Hearing this, Snack and Custard's pupils sharply contracted.
They were no fools.
After marrying both, the two could take turns escorting shipments.
This would maintain a situation where one was escorting while the other remained by Lancelot's side.
Combined with the mutual benefit exchange, both sides could indeed achieve preliminary trust... Moreover, it would be more advantageous for their pirate crew.
After all, Custard and Broye were originally their people.
"Hah..."
Snack slowly exhaled, trying hard to calm himself. "I can't make this decision. I need to go back and consult Mother."
Lancelot chuckled lightly. "Fine..."
As he spoke, he made an inviting gesture. "You may leave anytime..."
Custard: "...."
Her face was now covered in black lines as she glared at Snack with a murderous gaze.
Snack: "...."
Good gods!
What could he do?
Given the current situation, they clearly had no choice but to agree.
If they refused, given this Marine's style, he'd probably just kill them outright!
After all, if a Marine dared to form an alliance with their Big Mom Pirates, what wouldn't he dare to do?
Better to agree—at least all three of them could survive.
Resist?
Forget it!
When Lancelot unleashed his power, it was like facing Big Mom—they couldn't even muster half a thought of resistance because it was absolute, overwhelming strength.
At this moment, Custard still felt unwilling deep down, although she clearly understood the situation facing the three of them.
There were only two choices: agree or die.
After a moment of silence, she looked at Lancelot.
"When we appeared by your side, aren't you afraid the Marine Headquarters and the World Government would become suspicious of you?"
"Suspicious? Perhaps they might! But so what?"
Lancelot continued, "I'm only responsible to the Celestial Dragons, and as long as I provide them with sufficient benefits, they'll be satisfied. As for me, as long as I maintain a purely commercial alliance with you all, the Marine Headquarters can't do anything to me."
Saying this, Lancelot looked Custard up and down, not hiding his intention in the slightest.
Custard felt her whole body creep under his stare.
If it were any other man, she wouldn't hesitate to draw her sword and cut him in half.
But this man before her... better not.
Raising a sword against him would be equivalent to seeking death.
At this moment, Lancelot couldn't help but said, "In terms of strength, looks, and authority... in what way am I not worthy of you? No... being able to marry me is your greatest honor."
"After all, with my strength and background, in the future, I'll either hold a high position in the Marines or wield real power in the Holy Land like Kong. That's much better than someday when your mother marries you off randomly to someone far inferior to me! Or perhaps, you and Broye will grow old alone for the rest of your lives. Never being able to have your own man, children, family..."
These words made Custard's expression change slightly.
Don't be fooled by Big Mom's own promiscuity.
She's actually very strict with her own children... If you don't believe me, just look at the original Charlotte Pirate Crew.
Throughout the entire pirate crew, aside from Big Mom's children, were there any second-generation children? Not a single grandchild.
The eldest son Charlotte Perospero is 50 years old, the eldest daughter Charlotte Compote is 49 years old... Normally speaking, forget grandchildren, there should already be great-grandchildren.
But were there any in the original? Not even one...
If they were allowed to reproduce freely, the Charlotte Family's scale would at least double.
Therefore, Lancelot's words struck right at the heart.
If someone never wanted a partner or children anyway, it would be fine.
But for those who harbored such desires in their hearts, it was truly... painful.
Yet most people still had these desires.
After all, even the Pirate King Roger wanted his bloodline to continue.
So when Lancelot said this, not just Custard, even Snack's eye twitched involuntarily.
After a moment, Snack and Custard exchanged glances.
If they followed Lancelot's logic, this really could be a good thing.
Broye's thoughts were unknown, but Custard did want children of her own.
And just as Lancelot said, whether in terms of status, looks, or strength... Lancelot was truly impeccable.
The only flaw was his excessive lust. He had too many women around him.
However, this wasn't really an issue for Custard, who came from the Big Mom Pirates.
After all, their mother had 43 husbands.
In comparison, the women around Lancelot—not even enough to count on both hands—were nothing.
She was tempted.
Though her heart had been stirred passively... her mood had improved considerably.
So Custard nodded at Snack, who immediately understood.
However, after stepping away, he looked at Lancelot with a trace of concern on his face.
"I have a request."
Lancelot: "Speak!"
Snack glanced at Custard, then at Broye who was still lying on the ground, and said, "I hope that regardless of whether Mama ultimately agrees to your commercial alliance proposal, you will treat Custard and Broye well."
Lancelot didn't even need to think. "Rest assured, whether she agrees or not! These two are my women. As long as they don't betray me, no one can touch them."
Upon hearing this, Custard's expression shifted slightly.
She had caught the underlying meaning in his words...
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