The Pirate's Ultimate Swordsman, One Man is the Royal Group

Time flies, and eight years have passed since then—

In the year 1520 of the Haiyuan calendar, on the back mountain of Donghai Windmill Village, at Keerbo Mountain.

"Dadan! I defeated all the bandits on the next mountain!" A sunny-faced boy, covered in bruises, arrived at the door of the bandit Dadan's house, still laughing as he boasted.

"See? I'm super awesome! I told you my fists could be as fast as bullets, but Dad didn't believe me!"

The bandit Dadan and all his bandits were inside the house, staring in shock at the blood-soaked boy outside the door, their snot dripping down their faces.

"Quickly, get some medical treatment for him!" the bandit Dadan ordered hastily, terrified by the scene. "If that bastard Garp finds out his grandson is like this, I'm finished!"

"Hehehe!" The boy, named Luffy, laughed loudly as he watched the bandits bustling around inside. "I'm almost 17! Can I go to Maginot's for a drink?!"

“No way!” Dadan refused outright. “You better behave yourself. The national riots have just ended! Don’t cause any more trouble.”

"Why?" Luffy tilted his head and asked in a silly manner, "Isn't eliminating the bandits on the next mountain a way of eliminating a menace?"

Dadan smiled anxiously and personally applied the medicine to him: "Yes, yes, of course! My little darling!"

"Oh, right!" After receiving Dadan's approval, Luffy smiled again and said to her, "Dadan, I made a new friend in town! His name is Sabo..."

Outside the house of the Dadan Mountain bandits, behind a large tree not far away.

Arthur crossed his arms and listened to the sounds coming from inside the room with a blank expression.

A gentle breeze blew from the east, and he disappeared behind the tree in the next second.

Luffy did not eat the Devil Fruit, nor did he have any lofty ambitions.

He continued to do things his own way, maintaining village order and the safety of the villagers in his own manner.

The capital of the Kingdom of Goa.

In the royal aristocratic conference room, a blond-haired boy is holding a meeting with various nobles, holding many documents.

"Orders have been issued from above, requiring all countries to send representatives to Mary Geoise to attend the founding ceremony," Sabo, dressed as a representative of a leader, addressed the elders of the country's former powerful families.

"Otherwise, we will not be able to gain a foothold in the new era."

"The system of member states and non-member states no longer exists." The naval representative stated at the meeting: "From now on, there will be no more island civilizations that establish their own states, nor racial prejudices in the world! You only need to follow orders and obey arrangements."

Because Roger was killed, Ace was never born in the world of later generations.

……

Donghai·Kekeya West Village.

Back mountain.

White smoke billows from the chimney of a house where cooking is taking place.

Retired naval soldier Bellemere is having a meal with his two daughters whom he rescued during the war against the Kingdom of Oicot.

The blue-haired daughter is a well-known tattoo artist in the village.

The orange-haired daughter is unemployed and is a greedy person who loves growing oranges.

He planted a large orange grove in his backyard to make a living by selling oranges.

The atmosphere inside was exceptionally warm, and both daughters adored their godmother who had raised them.

“Hey, hey, Bellemere.” At the dinner table, the orange-haired daughter approached Bellemere’s face with a mischievous look. “Don’t you want something to happen between you and Mr. Ken? He’s been so good to you all these years.”

"Eat! Nami," Bellemere interrupted her, sternly ordering her to eat.

Beside her, Noqi Gao, the older sister, also took the opportunity to advise, "Belmel, you're getting old. Don't you really think about yourself? Although A-Jian is a bit unreliable, he is the village's sheriff, which suits your status as a retired soldier."

"Hey, Nogigo, why are you nagging like Nami?" Bellemere pointed at Nogigo with her chopsticks. "Do I need the two of you to worry about my life's important matters?"

Nami grinned mischievously, finding joy in mediating between her adoptive mother and Ken every day.

Their lives were not wealthy, but as Nami and Nogiko grew up, Bellemere's pressure gradually eased.

Seeing her sister and mother arguing, she subconsciously looked out the window at the orange grove she had planted and inadvertently discovered a man dressed in black loitering there.

"Thief!" Nami immediately put down her chopsticks and ran outside shouting, "Someone is stealing my oranges!"

"What!" Upon hearing the news, Bellemere stood up and grabbed her gun. "Wait for me, I want to see who it is!"

Nogiga rushed out of the house first: "Let's catch him quickly, Nami!"

In Nami's orange grove, Arthur picked an orange and held it in his hand, looking at it. Soon, he was surrounded by three people.

Nami and Nogiga held brooms, while Bellemere pointed a retired spear at Arthur.

Surrounded by them, Arthur glanced at them expressionlessly, then peeled the orange and ate it right in front of them.

"It's so sweet." The incredibly sweet oranges unfolded on Arthur's taste buds.

As his voice faded, he vanished from the sight of Bellemere, Nogigo, and Nami.

The group rubbed their eyes, staring incredulously at the peeled orange peel on the ground.

"Disappeared…"

"What exactly happened...?"

"It can't be...a ghost!"

Recovering from her shock, Nami angrily grabbed a broom and headed outside. "Damn it! My oranges! Even if a ghost eats my oranges, it still has to pay!"

As soon as she said this, a stack of 10,000 Berries banknotes fell out of thin air from where Arthur had just stood.

Her eyes immediately lit up with the sight of money. She picked up the stack of bills with a joyful expression: "Hehehe, with this money, we can go to that big star's concert!"

A full one million Berries—

The story was then told frantically by the Bellemere family throughout the village and was defined as a 'paranormal event'.

……

Donghai·Xiluobu Village.

sunny.

"Dad! Why don't you believe me?!" Usopp, who was out fishing with his parents, kept nagging in his father's ear: "That butler of the Kaya family is a real scoundrel! I saw him poison Miss Kaya's medicine with my own eyes!"

Yasopp yawned and replied perfunctorily while continuing his work, "Hmm, what kind of lie did you make up again?"

"It's not a lie!"

“You’ve never told the truth since you were little. If you like Miss Kaya, just say so.” Usopp’s mother shook her head, scooping up the fishing net. “You made up this kind of excuse to get us to act as matchmakers for you?”

“No!”

No matter how much their son sought their help, his parents refused to believe him and remained indifferent.

The reason is that Usopp has never told the truth since he learned to speak.

No matter how earnestly someone who only knows how to lie tries, no one will believe them.

"Hmm?" As Yasopp listened to his son's incessant chatter, he suddenly looked up at the distant cliff edge on the coast.

They discovered Arthur holding an orange, gazing at them from afar.

"A person?" Yasopp shook his head and looked again, but Arthur had already disappeared off the cliff.

He was quite surprised to find that the scumbag who abandoned his wife and children had become the pillar of his family.

"Who is that guy?" Yasopp frowned, having no doubt about his eyesight and Observation Haki, and pondered to himself.

……