"Young Master, we are about to cross the Calm Belt!"
On the luxurious ship leaving Sabaody Archipelago, Gunko, standing beside Ian, looked at the sea ahead and continued, "After crossing the Calm Belt, we will be in the East Blue. Before we left, Imu-sama also had a request: she hopes This Young Master can take this opportunity to visit an affiliated country in the East Blue."
Hearing this, Ian's mouth twitched slightly, and he said somewhat impatiently, "How many more instructions did my mother give before we left? Just tell me all at once!"
Feeling Ian's displeasure, Gunko quickly bowed and said, "None left, just those two!"
Ian's eyes narrowed slightly. He picked up the red wine on the coffee table and said indifferently, "With so many affiliated countries in the East Blue, my mother can't possibly expect me to visit all of them, can she?"
"You don't have to visit all of them!"
Gunko took out a list of East Blue affiliated countries from her embrace. "Imu-sama said that This Young Master only needs to choose one country from these affiliated countries to visit. Consider it training for this trip abroad."
"Training? Does This Young Master still need training?" Although he said that, Ian still glanced at the list of affiliated countries in the East Blue.
The first on the list was precisely the Goa Kingdom, known as the most beautiful country in the East Blue.
"Goa Kingdom?" Ian's eyes lit up. Although nineteen years had passed since he came to the pirate world, his memory had not faded. Within the Goa Kingdom, there was not only a kind and beautiful bar owner, Makino, but the princess of the Goa Kingdom, Saly Nandcernet, was also considered a rare beauty among royalty and nobility.
After a brief silence, Ian, too lazy to continue reading, said directly, "When we reach the East Blue, we'll go to the Goa Kingdom! You immediately notify the King of the Goa Kingdom and tell him to prepare for our reception!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
Gunko nodded in agreement, then turned to make arrangements.
As soon as Gunko turned and left, three accompanying young maids immediately walked out of the cabin and gathered around Ian.
"Young Master, allow me to massage your shoulders!"
"Young Master, here, have some fruit."
"Young Master, it's windy on the deck. Would you like to come to my room?"
Ian glanced at the three maids who had come to his side, bit into a grape offered to his mouth, and then squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
These maids were all beauties handpicked by his mother; two were noble daughters from two affiliated countries in the Grand Line, and one was even a princess offered as tribute from an affiliated country in the West Blue.
Because of his noble status and position, these noble daughters and royal princesses did not feel ashamed to become his maids; on the contrary, they took pride in it, doing everything they could to please him, and even competed for his favor.
Before transmigration, as a commoner, he had questioned Celestial Dragons, disliked Celestial Dragons, and even hated Celestial Dragons, but after living in the pirate world for nineteen years, he had also experienced the joy of being a Celestial Dragon.
Of course, he believed no transmigrator could refuse the identity of a Celestial Dragon, because transmigrating to the pirate world and becoming a Celestial Dragon truly allowed one to do as one pleased.
Especially being a Celestial Dragon among Celestial Dragons.
"Ah ~"
Just as Ian was closing his eyes in blissful enjoyment of the maids' feeding and massaging, a panicked scream suddenly rang out.
Immediately after,
"Young Master, I..."
The sudden scene scared the maid serving Ian with a wine glass to her knees on the spot, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she stammered, "I... I didn't do it on purpose, the ship just shook."
"It's alright," Ian raised his hand, gripped the maid's neck, and with an innocent smile, said softly, "Just clean it up."
"Yes, yes."
Seeing this, the two maids nearby quickly got up and walked away.
Just then, Gunko, who had delivered the news of Ian's impending arrival to the Goa Kingdom, walked out of the cabin.
She first blinked blankly, then, as if waking from a dream, quickly turned around like a startled rabbit, her heart rate suddenly accelerating, and her unbandaged cheeks instantly flushed with crimson.
The rhythmic symphony reached its climax after two hours of performance.
As soon as the music on the deck faded, Gunko, Ian's personal maid, quickly walked out of the cabin. Looking at the maid collapsed in front of Ian, she bowed slightly and said, "Is This Young Master satisfied? If not, Gunko will throw her into the sea right now!"
Hearing this, the maid, exhausted from their recent 'exchange,' instantly widened her beautiful eyes, quickly flipped over and knelt before Ian, trembling, "Young Master, spare my life, I... I don't want to die."
Ian blinked, somewhat taken aback that the maid could still flip over and kneel. "Alright, you still have the strength to beg for mercy. You know, This Young Master just used a Busoshoku Haki Great Spear, that's not simple."
Gunko blinked blankly, and cautiously asked, "Busoshoku Haki Great Spear? When did This Young Master start liking to use a spear? Haven't you always practiced swordsmanship?"
Ian didn't explain. He raised his hand, pinched the maid's chin, and a wicked curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, "To be able to withstand Busoshoku Haki hardening, with such extraordinary talent, how could This Young Master bear to throw you into the sea!"
With that, Ian simply got up and walked towards the cabin, leaving Gunko standing there in disarray.
Using Busoshoku Haki to 'interact' with a maid? As expected of her devilish Young Master, his ways of playing are always so unique... The next day.
East Blue, Sea Restaurant Baratie.
"Welcome, sir! Please follow me ~"
At the restaurant entrance, a burly man wearing a chef's hat politely greeted a guest.
As the only sea restaurant in the East Blue, and with Baratie having a certain reputation, many guests came from far and wide. In a short while, the restaurant quickly filled up.
In the back kitchen of the restaurant, Baratie's chefs were busy chopping vegetables and tossing woks, full of energy.
"Where's Sanji? Tell him to come to the kitchen to help!"
Because they were so busy, one of the chefs suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "And old man Zeff, all he does is hide in his bedroom looking at the scenery, without even checking how many people are in the restaurant today!"
"Business is indeed good today; the restaurant is already full. Sanji should be busy with greeting customers!"
"Greeting? I bet he's busy chatting with some pretty female customer right now! Patty, go and get him to help in the kitchen!"
The chef named Patty immediately put down his knife and bared his teeth with a ferocious expression: "I'll make sure to drag him here!"
With that, Patty turned and ran out of the kitchen.
Just as he passed by the window, his body suddenly stiffened, and his gaze was drawn to a huge and luxurious ship approaching.
Before it even got close to Baratie, this dark red ship completely blocked his view. Its massive hull made him feel inexplicably oppressed.
"Wh-what a huge ship!"
Watching the dark red ship slowly stop as it approached Baratie, Patty secretly swallowed, then, forgetting about Sanji, he widened his eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "To arrive on such a large ship, they must be super rich!"
Before he finished speaking, Patty no longer lingered, accelerating from his spot directly towards the restaurant's main door, ready to personally welcome the distinguished guests.
When Patty arrived at the restaurant's main door, a handsome man in a well-fitted suit with golden hair had already gotten there first, standing in front of him. It was Sanji, another chef at the Sea Restaurant.
At the same time, the dark red ship, approaching Baratie with an invisible sense of oppression, also came to a halt.
Immediately after, two figures appeared on the ship's bow, looking down at Sanji and Patty in front of the restaurant's main door.
"Hey, hey,"
Before Patty and Sanji could react, a very unfriendly voice suddenly came, "Who are you? Can't you park your shabby boat a bit further away? It's completely blocking the light to the restaurant!"
Before the words finished, a figure stormed out of the restaurant, looked up, and started confronting the two figures on the dark red ship's deck, "Move your ship away immediately, or you won't be allowed into the restaurant!"
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