Man in Pirates: Robin is my cousin? Chapter 095

The Red Line Continent.

Deep in the heart of Pangu City, in the Room of Flowers.

In the center of a sea of flowers, a tall figure raised her arm, and a butterfly landed on the back of her hand, slowly fanning its wings.

Just then, a magic circle appeared beside her. Ranpo, who had a three-headed, eight-armed body and held several famous swords in his hands, materialized within the magic circle.

Looking at the woman who made him grit his teeth, Ranpo suppressed the anger in his heart, dismissed his three-headed, eight-armed form, and put away the famous swords. He would find an opportunity to return them to their original owners later.

“No, I was in the middle of a fight! What are you doing?”

She had teleported him without any warning. Was this old woman crazy? Was she going through menopause?

No, she should have passed menopause a long time ago.

“Are you cursing me in your heart?”

Imu’s crimson eyes stared at Ranpo, devoid of emotion, as if looking at a toy. She even effortlessly guessed what the toy was thinking.

“Guess?” Ranpo raised an eyebrow and retorted.

Don’t think he would be afraid just because she had red eyes.

He had long grown accustomed to being stared at by Junzi’s emotionless heterochromatic eyes. Now, facing Imu, he had developed resistance and felt nothing at all.

“Guess if I can guess?” Imu glared at him.

With a flick of her wrist, the butterfly flew away. At the same time, familiar chains shot out from within Pangu City, seemingly intent on teaching him a lesson.

However, how could Ranpo fall for the same trick twice?

His figure flashed rapidly, and the chains couldn’t even touch him.

“Alright, the same move won’t work on me.”

Ranpo spread his hands, a slight curve on his lips. Seeing Imu’s furrowed brow, he felt exceptionally pleased.

Old woman, don’t think that just because you’re immortal and the king of the world, you can manipulate him as you please.

If he hadn’t been careless back then, fighting for a whole day and too lazy to dodge skills, how could these petty tricks have bound him?

“Hmph!”

Imu’s gaze sharpened. Her favorite toy was acting up again?

It seemed a lesson was in order.

She raised her slender arm, and in the center of her palm, the small, metallic-glowing cube reappeared.

“Holy crap! Again?!”

Seeing this, Ranpo immediately fled. His body enveloped in golden lightning, like a Devil Fruit user who had eaten the Goro Goro no Mi, he instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the horizon.

The small cube’s range was limited. As long as he escaped that range, this old woman would no longer be able to manipulate him!

As Ranpo was basking in self-satisfaction, he seemed to have forgotten why he had made a deal with Imu in the first place.

No matter how fast or far he flew.

A magic circle opened beneath his feet, and the next second, his figure returned to Imu’s side.

“Damn it! This is Gui!”

Darkness enveloped him, and Ranpo once again lost his direction, trapped in endless darkness.

“Hey! I was wrong! Let me out, I’ll go help you find the Poneglyphs right now!”

In the dark environment, Ranpo’s golden pupils darted around. He began to soften his tone, but in reality, he was constantly searching for a flaw in this space.

However, after searching for a long time, he couldn’t find anything.

This was definitely not a Devil Fruit ability; it was more like a technological product of a highly advanced civilization.

As expected of an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, she had so many good things.

The mark on his neck probably wasn’t a Devil Fruit ability either, otherwise, with his Haki, he could definitely remove it.

This old woman must have her eyes on him, right? Although he was exceptionally capable and handsome, this old woman had lived for hundreds of years. What kind of people hadn’t she seen?

Ranpo didn’t know what it was about him that Imu found appealing. He could only walk aimlessly in the darkness, waiting for the old woman to get tired of playing and release him.

Outside, Imu played with the small metal cube, wondering what race Ranpo was. He had no demonic aura but possessed various strange abilities.

If she didn’t have so many tricks up her sleeve, she might not have been able to control this kid.

Ranpo was not like the Five Elders and the God’s Knights, who could be controlled with a small blessing.

He was a special existence, a special toy, and needed to be slowly conquered.

Imu looked up slightly at the butterflies fluttering in the air, and her mood suddenly brightened.

“Hey! Imu-sama? Are you there? Let me out, please? Imu-nee-san~ I was wrong. How about I warm your bed?

Hey… say something?”

After shouting for a long time with no response, Ranpo gave up. This old woman, just you wait.

Thirty years to the east, thirty years to the west!

He couldn’t always be defeated!

And so, Ranpo didn’t know why he had been summoned and trapped by Imu again.

He hadn’t done anything, had he?

Little did he know, he had been reported by the sneaky one again.

At this time, the war in Marineford was nearing its end. Whitebeard was severely wounded by a combination of Marines and the late-arriving Blackbeard Pirates, and was finally killed by Akainu.

The Marines had intended to press their advantage and capture Ace and the fleeing pirates in one fell swoop.

However, at this moment, the King of Deserters spoke.

“Stop! Don’t add to the casualties! Whitebeard is dead, this war can end!”

Coby, who had fled, reappeared from somewhere, his face filled with sorrow. Looking at the devastation of Marineford, he finally mustered the courage to step forward and stand before Akainu.

Too many people had already died in this war! It couldn’t continue!

“Do you want to die?”

A wave of pressure hit him. Akainu’s massive body approached, molten lava rolling on his arm. He looked at Coby with cold eyes and threw a punch at him!

Deserters didn’t deserve to live!

Coby’s pupils constricted, revealing a hint of despair. He just didn’t want more people to die. Had he done something wrong?

“Clang!!”

Shanks, who had arrived late, blocked Akainu’s attack and praised Coby.

“What a brave young man. You’re right, this war should end.”

It was normal for people to die in war, but for a mere Marine private to speak to Akainu like that, his courage was indeed commendable!

“Let it end! If anyone still wants to fight, then fight us!”

The Red-Haired Pirates made their grand entrance. If Ranpo had been there, regardless of his relationship with Shanks, he would have slapped Shanks twice. Why come so late, only to show off after it’s over?

However, the arrival of the Red-Haired Pirates also officially declared the end of the Marineford War.

Akainu earned the MVP, and the King of Deserters became a lucky winner.

Just then, outside Marineford Bay, an old figure swam from the sea and climbed onto Marineford, wringing out his wet clothes, looking at the battlefield with some confusion.

Whitebeard, who had died standing, the injured scattered everywhere, a haggard Sengoku, Garp who couldn’t hide his smirk, and Shanks confronting Akainu.

“It’s already over? Whitebeard is dead? Where’s Ace?”

Three questions of death. The person who arrived was Rayleigh!

What? He was only a little late, and the war was already over!? Was Ace saved or not?

Rayleigh didn’t come with Hancock and the others, choosing instead to paddle a raft alone so as not to attract attention.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, a monstrous wave struck, accidentally breaking his raft. He could only swim to Marineford.

And then this scene unfolded. He arrived even later than Shanks.

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