Novel Live
Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Too Kind?
Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Too Kind?
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"The God Killer!"
Neptune, following Kisame, couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing Colt's face and Nami with the others.
No matter how much Neptune tried to process it, he could never have imagined that the honored guest Kisame kept emphasizing was the very "God Killer" making waves across the seas!
"Huh?"
Although Neptune tried to control his volume, his massive size made it as loud as a shout.
The surrounding mermaids and fishmen, after hearing Neptune's exclamation, suddenly realized who Colt was.
Panic spread, causing a commotion.
"Quiet!"
Kisame's cold voice, coupled with his oppressive aura, immediately subdued the chaos.
"My apologies, Colt-sama. They spoke out of turn. Please forgive their ignorance."
"Kisame, you've known me for a while now. Do I seem like the type to be so petty?"
Colt shrugged casually, though he couldn't help but feel like they were all a bit too cautious. 'You are obviously far too kind!' Kisame thought to himself.
Even so, Colt cast a meaningful glance at Neptune.
It seemed the Marines and the World Government had issued a new bounty notice, and the title of "God Killer" was now his code name.
'It's fitting.'
After all, he really had slain a god-not the stupid "gods" like the Celestial Dragons, but a true one: Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
Kisame smiled without comment, but images of Shimura Danzō, Uchiha Itachi, and Orochimaru flashed in his mind.
'All those who went against him or worse earned his wrath... their graves are already overgrown.'
Of course, Kisame dared not voice such thoughts.
He simply gestured for Colt and his group to proceed into Fish-Man Island.
As soon as Colt stepped into the underwater kingdom, his eyes sparkled with excitement. Paradise!
Now, Colt understood why so many risked provoking Fish-Man Island and Whitebeard to capture the mermaids.
Compared to ordinary human women, the mermaids were on an entirely different level of beauty and allure.
With Kisame orchestrating this event, nearly all the residents of Fish-Man Island had gathered to witness the commotion.
Each of the fair-skinned, elegant mermaid ladies, with their graceful figures and sparkling eyes, peeked shyly at Colt and his group from various vantage points.
Occasionally, if a mermaid's gaze accidentally met Colt's, she'd flush a brilliant pink and quickly look away.
"This is such a wonderful place," Colt sighed.
Kisame immediately chimed in. "Your Excellency, you're welcome to stay as long as you like. Fish-Man Island is truly a rare treasure."
"Kisame-san is absolutely right," Neptune added, smiling. "From Coral Hill to Merman Street, the island offers countless wonders. I'm certain you'll find your stay enjoyable."
Neptune's deference mirrored Kisame's respect for Colt, causing him to instinctively lower his own status in Colt's presence.
"A place this beautiful? I'd love to stay for a while."
Colt winked playfully, earning a sharp pinch from Nami.
'Jerk!'
Nami seethed internally.
He barely ever paid attention to her, yet here, amidst the beauty of Fish-Man Island, he was suddenly a charmer.
Sensing her annoyance, Colt flashed a grin of mock pain, his mischievous eyes narrowing slightly.
Neptune, observing the exchange, couldn't help but think, 'This man... he's so different from what I expected.'
Later, they arrived at a renowned dessert shop.
The desserts of Fish-Man Island were legendary, crafted by skillful merfolk artisans.
The treats not only tasted heavenly but were also visually stunning.
Colt casually picked up a crown-shaped cake and took a bite.
The rich aroma of fruit and the delicate cream merged into a magical, refreshing sensation in
his mouth.
"This is incredible! Perona, you have to try this."
Colt's eyes lit up, and he eagerly invited the others to join in.
After tasting the desserts, everyone wore expressions of pure bliss.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"Delicious! Even better than my own creations," Perona admitted begrudgingly.
"What tier is this shop on Fish-Man Island?" Colt asked.
"It's above average," Kisame replied.
"There are even better dessert shops than this."
"Good. From now on, arrange for a big portion of desserts like this to reach me every month-
no less than this quality."
With just a few words, the matter was decided.
The mermaid shop assistant's face lit up with joy.
Such a large order would undoubtedly mean significant profits for several shops, and perhaps
even a raise for herself.
Seeing her smile, Colt smirked to himself.
'Such a cute girl... she'd probably look just as adorable even if she was crying.'
'Kind of want to try it...'
He suddenly asked, "Should I assume I don't have to pay for this?"
The mermaid clerk froze, her smile fading as she glanced nervously at Kisame.
Realizing what Colt implied, she nearly burst into tears.
Robin, unable to tolerate Colt's teasing any longer, stepped in with a reproachful eye roll.
She gently hugged the mermaid girl to reassure her.
"Don't worry. Of course, we'll pay. He was just joking."
The clerk, still teary-eyed, looked at Colt as though he was the devil himself.
Neptune, observing this interaction, felt deeply conflicted.
"This man... or rather, this devil... What even is he doing?'
Sensing Neptune's gaze, Colt turned with a playful smirk, startling the king into hurriedly
saying:
"I've prepared a grand banquet for you at Ryugu Palace. Shall we head there?"
Colt nodded without protest.
Before leaving, he packed up several more desserts.
As they walked, Colt remained silent, his eyes scanning the people and architecture of Fish-
Man Island.
Upon reaching the palace gates, he paused and placed a hand on Kisame's forehead, releasing
a wave of chakra that spread across the island.
"Did you sense that?"
Kisame nodded grimly.
"So many rats hiding in the shadows. It was my oversight."
"You lack the ability for such perception. Handle it now."
Colt waved dismissively as he casually finished the last piece of bread.