"I understand." Nyonba subtly signaled to the people behind her.
Margaret and two other female pirates stood up.
"Your Excellency, we beg for your forgiveness, even if it costs our lives."
As they spoke, they pulled out the daggers from their waists and tried to kill themselves.
Bang~
The knife stopped in front of their neck and was knocked down by Lynch.
"Okay, just kidding, it's not that serious."
Lynch's words made the three people who had just passed through the gate of hell
The feeling of impending death was really terrifying.
For a moment, all their strength seemed to be drained from their body, and they collapsed on the ground after the dagger was taken away by his aura.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you for your mercy!"
Lynch's expression remained calm.
"I'm not letting you go that easily."
"I lost a Devil Fruit on this island. Gather your people and help me find it."
"Also, I need to see Hancock."
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Nyonba nodded repeatedly.
"Please go and rest first, Your Excellency. I will personally inform Hancock."
"Good. But remember—don't play any tricks."
Lynch stood up and followed the maid away.
"No, no! Of course not!" Nyonba watched him leave, still gripped with fear.
If she had still been under Rocks Pirate's protection in her youth, she might have been able to speak to Lynch as an equal.
But now, Rocks was dead, and she was old.
The current Empress had yet to find a new backer, and Amazon Lily had lost the arrogance it once had.
Although still a first-rate force, it could only keep its head down in front of the true powerhouses of the world.
After Lynch left, Nyonba immediately mobilized people to search for the Devil Fruit on the island.
Interestingly, Amazon Lily's people had no knowledge of Devil Fruits.
They simply believed that the Hancock sisters' abilities came from a devil's curse.
This was why anyone who saw the three sisters' backs was petrified by the so-called curse.
In truth, this was a fabrication by Hancock—to prevent anyone from discovering the mark of slavery on their backs.
...
"What? You want me to meet a man?!"
Bang!
Hancock's fury exploded as she kicked Nyonba straight into a pillar.
But Nyonba was used to this. She got up calmly and said seriously, "That man is the Emperor of West Blue. We can't afford to offend him. For Amazon Lily's sake, you must control your temper, Hebihime."
Then, softening her tone, she added, "Besides, haven't you always wanted to see him?"
"A few months ago, you sent out letters. Now that he's here, why not go and meet him?"
Nyonba knew Hancock well. You couldn't just order her around—you had to coax her.
Like a child, she needed to be persuaded gently.
"Hmph~" Hancock lifted her chin proudly.
"He's the one begging to see me~"
Nyonba simply smiled and followed behind her.
...
Bang!
The door was knocked open by a giant pink-striped python, and the empress walked in with her long, round and straight legs.
"Snake Girl, long time no see."
Lynch was half lying on the bed, raising a red wine glass and signaling to the empress from a distance.
Pirate Empress today is completely different from the dirty child she was in the prison of Mariejois ten years ago.
That skinny, frightened girl, once covered in dirt and despair, had now grown into a stunning woman—one who could captivate an entire nation with just her presence.
Lynch felt a little emotional for a while, he could be regarded as the person who changed the fate of the empress.
Today, Hancock wore a deep purple cheongsam.
It's just that the size of this cheongsam seems a bit small, and the sexy figure of the upper body is clearly outlined.
And… did the women of Amazon Lily not wear underwear?
The plump pair trembled as they walked, very attractive. The waist is less than half as thick as the bust. The exaggerated proportions are simply incredible and give people a powerful visual impact.
From now on, don't call her Snake Lady, just call her Enchantress, she is a walking aphrodisiac.
Compared with the tight fit of the upper body, how can the lower body be described as cool.
There are no trousers on the lower body, and only the two pieces of fabric falling down from the cheongsam are barely covered, completely exposing the two beautiful ivory-like legs.
The cheongsam's side slits ran all the way up to her thighs, revealing glimpses of her smooth skin as she walked. With a wider stride, one might even catch a glimpse of something more… dangerous.
Her long, jet-black hair was styled into a traditional Ji-hair bun, leaving her smooth forehead exposed.
Her dark blue eyes, like precious gems glimmering in the night, carried a sharp yet delicate coldness at their corners.
Her nose was small and refined, her lips soft and flawless, untouched by even a single wrinkle.
She wore platinum earrings, not the serpent-shaped ones everyone expected, but the very ones Lynch had given her in Mariejois when they last parted.
Her beauty was simply surreal.
A swan-like neck, a tiny A4 waist, peach-shaped hips, delicate butterfly bones, and endlessly long legs—she was flawless.
She is worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the world.
The moment Hancock laid eyes on Lynch, an intense sense of familiarity and warmth flooded her heart.
This is all caused by the sixth sense of superb Observation Haki.
But Hancock clearly knew that she had never seen this man before today.
And yet, despite herself, the great Pirate Empress found herself sitting quietly beside Lynch's bed, staring at him with unwavering, wide-eyed curiosity—like a little girl seeing something truly fascinating for the first time.
Nyonba, peeking through the doorway, almost dropped her jaw to the floor.
When did the Pirate Empress become this obedient?!
Wasn't she supposed to hate men the most?
In the past, she wouldn't even go near a man, let alone sit calmly beside one. Normally, just seeing a man would be enough for her to petrify him on the spot—if she didn't kill him immediately.
"What did you call me just now?"
Hancock forcibly dispelled the inexplicable feeling in her mind, her beautiful eyes were slightly cold,
"You call me Snake girl?"
She stared at Lynch angrily for a long time, then suddenly lost her temper and said,
"...Forget it. Call me whatever you want."
Even she was shocked by her own words.
Hancock felt that either the world was crazy or he was crazy.
What's going on...Why won't she get angry in front of this man?
Shouldn't she be furious when a man got this close?
Yet, before Lynch could even speak, Hancock leaned in—her stunning face drawing closer and closer, until their noses were almost touching.
"Have we met before? No, we must have!"
Her soft, red lips parted slightly, and a gentle breath, carrying the fragrance of orchids, brushed against Lynch's face.
It tickled.
She stared at him, her big, beautiful eyes locked onto his, as if afraid he would disappear at any moment.
"You can't fool me!"
Her voice trembled slightly, but her determination did not.
"From the first time I saw your newspaper, I felt this… urge."
"An urge to find you. No matter the cost."
"What are you to me?"
Lynch chuckled, unfazed.
"Sharp instincts."
"Compared to ten years ago, you've changed a lot."
He studied her with a hint of nostalgia.
"The little clay doll from back then has grown into a breathtaking beauty."
"Ten years ago..." Hancock whispered, her expression flickering.
Ten years ago, she had first set sail—only to be captured and enslaved.
Ten years ago, she had suffered in the depths of hell.
And ten years ago, she had been rescued by the mysterious Nighthawk, escaping that nightmare at last.
No matter how she looked at it—ten years ago had been the turning point of her life.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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