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"The Log Pose is pointing this way, that's correct..."
On the vast White Sea, Enel gazed at the Log Pose on his wrist, signaling for the "Lion Demon" to continue forward.
Law, Cavendish, Borde, and the others all felt somewhat weak, still not fully accustomed to the thin air here, but fortunately, they could already exert some of their combat strength.
"Meat, I really want to chop people up..." The "Lion Demon" licked his lips, letting out a somewhat sinister laugh, carrying a chilling killing intent: "I wonder what Sky People taste like when chopped up!"
"..." Cavendish and the others were somewhat speechless. They were already used to this rather neurotic fellow. If not for his injuries still recovering, this guy probably would have already impatiently started swinging his famed swords "Sakura Ten" and "Konoha" wildly.
If this fellow hadn't been subdued by Ichiji yet, these people probably wouldn't even sleep soundly, worrying in the middle of the night whether this bastard would chop them up a few times. Once his injuries recovered, currently only Ichiji within Germa could suppress him.
"Have those two sisters not recovered yet?"
Inside the luxurious main hall, looking at Iblis emerging from her room, Ichiji asked directly.
A head of beautiful blonde hair cascaded down, shimmering with specks of light. Her stunning face held a hint of helplessness.
"Finally not feeling so bad." Showing off her pale, long legs, Iblis came before Ichiji, complaining slightly: "Your Highness, you usually spoil them too much. This time, once those two sisters recover, let me train these two little brats..."
As someone personally nurtured by Ichiji, the designated future head maid, Iblis was certainly no mere vase. Previously, even Law and the others had struggled somewhat to adapt to the climate and environment up here, yet she showed no significant signs of abnormality. Unassuming as she seemed, she had already mastered the Rokushiki.
However, she didn't waste too much time on Tekkai, preferring to focus on cultivating her dual-color Haki to enhance her strength. In terms of Armament Haki proficiency alone, Iblis completely surpassed Borde, who could barely manage to use it.
Having narrowly escaped hell before, she naturally understood the importance of power, and moreover, was unwilling to hide behind His Highness as a useless decoration. As a princess of a fallen kingdom, Iblis initially carried far more gloom and negative emotions than Law and the others.
However, later, Ichiji noticed her becoming increasingly lost and immersed in killing. Fearing she would lose herself in slaughter if things continued, he almost entirely stopped letting her accompany him onto the battlefield. Instead, he kept her at Germa headquarters to cultivate her mind and character, learning the etiquette of nobility, which gradually dispelled the gloom in her heart.
This was also why the sisters Wins Mokie and Diya were sometimes as meek as little lambs before Iblis.
"They are a bit lazy, those two brats..." Ichiji said with a slight smile.
He didn't demand all his maids become powerhouses, but they certainly couldn't all be decorative vases. As his designated head maid, how could she keep others in line in the future without strong power?
"Your Highness, what are you worried about?" Iblis's bright, gem-like eyes looked at Ichiji. Her jade-like hand smoothed his brow as she asked softly. She could tell His Highness had something on his mind.
"I'm considering whether I should give this Devil Fruit to you..." Ichiji sighed lightly, making no attempt to hide it.
He directly took out the Devil Fruit – entirely black, covered in strange patterns, emitting a mysterious magical power that tempted people to eat it – the Mythical Zoan, Nekomata Form!
"For me?" Iblis was stunned, looking at Ichiji in disbelief.
She was naturally well aware of how precious this Mythical Zoan fruit was. She truly hadn't expected His Highness Ichiji to actually intend to bestow it upon her.
"But Your Highness..." Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. While feeling excited and joyful, Iblis also felt some pressure.
"I know you don't want to be an insignificant vase or accessory, and have been silently working hard to improve yourself, wanting to keep up with my pace. But the innate factor limiting most women from becoming strong lies in physical constitution. You cannot escape this rule either, I believe you understand this very well..."
Ichiji's expression became serious. He brought the fruit before Iblis and stated bluntly: "It can change your predicament, but if you eat it, you must put in even more effort than now!"
Because just last night, news came from the New World that the Mythical Zoan: Vampire Form Devil Fruit had been located. Considering the possibility of CP agents under the World Government getting involved, he had already dispatched Niji, who happened to be heading out to the New World, to Memory Loss Island to receive it!
Currently, among his subordinates, those qualified to possess this Mythical Zoan fruit were only Borde, Ah Jin, and Iblis. But the first two had already joined his plan, leaving only Iblis as the sole remaining maid!
Actually, even if he immediately recruited a promising subordinate now, he wouldn't necessarily trust them completely and unconditionally hand over such an important Devil Fruit like the Mythical Zoan: Nekomata Form.
He couldn't be entirely certain if Iblis could reach the heights he required. But the submission of "Raging Tiger" Bao Li Si, whether genuine or feigned, was also one of the main reasons for his decision. He needed to cultivate Germa's true core power as quickly as possible.
It must be known that for Germa to develop in the future, it would inevitably recruit more and more powerhouses from the outside. He was confident he could suppress those unruly fellows, but if Germa itself lacked corresponding power to check and balance these external, not-yet-fully-integrated powerhouses, internal problems would arise sooner or later.
Humans, after all, are thinking, resentful creatures, not machines. Even if both factions were loyal to him, conflicts between the original Germa faction and the external faction were unavoidable in the future.
What he could do was try his best to balance, control, and guide both sides towards healthy competition, preventing them from slipping out of his grasp.
"Your Highness, Iblis will not betray your trust!"
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