At this moment, Issho had already noticed the disappearance of his Devil Fruit ability. His expression shifted in shock as he exclaimed,
"So that is it... I understand now. Red Hair's Devil Fruit was also given to him by you."
Lloyd glanced at him indifferently.
"He is my brother. Giving him a Devil Fruit is nothing worth making noise over."
Those words struck like thunder.
Issho felt his scalp go numb as several pieces finally fell into place. No wonder Red Hair reacted with hostility toward the Revolutionary Army. Lloyd had already revealed himself as a Celestial Dragon, and now he confirmed that Shanks was his brother.
That meant Shanks was also a Celestial Dragon.
The realization made the Revolutionary Army's actions today seem almost laughable. Trying to recruit a Celestial Dragon to oppose his own bloodline would be a joke if word got out.
Still, it was not entirely their fault. No one could have predicted that a Yonko and the Fleet Admiral were brothers.
Issho lay on the ground, breathing heavily. Although Lloyd had stopped the bleeding, the earlier blood loss had already left him on the verge of collapse.
Lloyd looked down at him.
"At least now you understand before you die."
Issho forced a bitter smile. A deep sense of despair surfaced in his heart.
"Does this world truly still have a future?"
Lloyd understood immediately. These were the words of someone influenced by Monkey D. Dragon.
Their positions stood in direct opposition, and Lloyd had no interest in continuing the conversation.
The Muramasa appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he drove the blade straight into Issho's heart.
Issho's body trembled as his life rapidly faded.
The final words he heard were calm and decisive.
"The world has never been black and white."
His eyes shut completely.
With a snap of Lloyd's fingers, Issho's body rose into the air. Flames erupted from behind Lloyd's neck, engulfing the corpse until nothing remained but ashes, which were carried away into the sea by the wind.
Shanks watched with mild curiosity. This was the first time he had seen Lloyd handle an enemy in such a restrained manner.
Lloyd did not explain. In his view, Issho was at least a decent man, and that alone earned him a cleaner death.
Afterward, Lloyd opened his palm. A deep purple ring of gravity formed, distorting the space around it.
Shanks stepped closer, eyes filled with amazement.
"Brother, how can you eat multiple Devil Fruits?"
Lloyd closed his hand, and the gravity ring dissolved.
"This is thanks to my dear father."
Shanks paused. That answer only deepened his confusion. If Lloyd was referring to his father, then why was there clear resentment in his tone?
The thought lingered, but Lloyd cut it off before it could grow.
"We left in a hurry last time. This time, I will stay for a day. Tonight, we drink properly."
Shanks' face lit up with excitement, but Benn Beckman spoke up,
"Shanks, what about Yasopp?"
Shanks stiffened, a headache forming instantly.
Lloyd smirked slightly.
"Troubled? Should I leave instead?"
Shanks reacted immediately, grabbing Lloyd's sleeve as if afraid he would vanish.
"No, stay. Just stay tonight."
Lloyd chuckled softly.
"Relax. I am not leaving. Where is Yasopp?"
"Still recovering in his room. Wait, you are not planning to..."
Shanks looked uneasy.
Lloyd placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I will not make things difficult for you."
His ears twitched slightly, then he turned and walked toward the cabin.
Some of the crew moved to block him, but Shanks stopped them.
They could only watch as Lloyd entered.
Inside the cabin, Lloyd quickly located Yasopp's room using his heightened senses.
Yasopp lay on the bed, wrapped in bandages. His body was riddled with fractures, and even with recovery, his former agility would never fully return.
When Lloyd entered, Yasopp showed no surprise. As a sniper with powerful Observation Haki, he had already sensed his presence.
Their eyes met.
Hatred burned within Yasopp as he spoke through gritted teeth,
"What, here to kill me? Do it quickly. Otherwise, one day I will kill you myself."
Lloyd smiled faintly, filled with contempt.
"If not for Shanks, your head would already be gone."
His expression darkened with a cruel edge.
"Just like your son, Usopp. Back at Sabaody, I blew his head apart with a slingshot. And Portgas D. Ace, finished by the same method. You should feel proud."
The words struck like blades.
Yasopp's already weakened body could not endure it. He coughed violently, spitting out blood.
Driven mad by rage, he forced himself up and lunged forward.
"You monster! I will kill you!"
A sharp sound echoed.
Lloyd caught him by the throat with one hand and lifted him effortlessly.
Yasopp struggled, choking, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent.
But it was meaningless.
Lloyd spoke coldly,
"You abandoned your wife and child. Tell me, how many days did you actually act like a father? Do not pretend you understand love. It is revolting."
With a flick of his wrist, Lloyd threw him back onto the bed like discarded trash.
Pain surged through Yasopp's body, but it was nothing compared to the torment in his heart.
Lloyd stepped forward again. His nails sharpened into claws as he reached toward Yasopp's throat.
"Someone like you should never have had a son."
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