One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 7 Brother, you need them more!

“You’re really something, Garrett. Those manatees are really useful. The initial alarm system has been fully established, and more importantly, they’re cheap.”

Mondor excitedly muttered to himself.

Garrett responded to this in a rather bland manner.

Under current circumstances, it's not her place to put on a perfect smile yet.

After all, her left cheek was still damaged and wrapped in gauze, so making any big facial expressions would make her wince in pain.

However, Montor only expressed his concern for her and did not reprimand her like Katakuri and Perospero did.

Regarding her beating Simujie to the point of hospitalization, her other siblings were frighteningly tolerant.

But in their eyes, they were pirates. What was a big deal about a family bickering? It was perfectly normal. As long as no one died, they could have their fun. That's what pirates are all about.

Faced with these two completely different attitudes, Galette, who had initially harbored some resentment, was relieved to confirm that Katakuri was the only normal person in the family.

Regardless of Galette's thoughts, she and Smoothie have become famous among their siblings. After all, having two sisters with amazing combat talents is a source of pride for the family, and it is also a source of pride for their older brothers. This means that there is no problem in the succession of the backbone, and it also represents another major force on the battlefield in the future.

Clearly, their thinking is simpler, more direct, and also more cruel...

"Mom was very happy and gave me a lot of rewards, but is it really okay? After all, it's what you found."

"It's okay, but my brother has to give me half of the reward Mom gave me."

"Of course you can, but are you sure you won't regret it?"

"My brother and I will be working together for a long time, so there's no need to worry about immediate gains. You can rest assured about our long-term vision!"

This was essentially the first pot of gold she earned on her own.

It's not about taking, but about cooperating with others.

"Then, I will have the maid deliver it to your room."

"No, give it to Sister Armand."

"Give it to her. I didn't hear that you two have such a good relationship?" Montor was slightly confused.

As the eldest child, and possessing considerable swordsmanship talent, Armand had long been appointed a minister and given her own territory. Because of her ruthless nature, even among her many brothers and sisters who were ruthless killers, the children almost never dared to provoke this older sister.

"Consider it my sincerity, consider it tuition. After all, my sister's swordsmanship is the best in our Charlotte family. If I can learn something from her, it will be very helpful for my growth."

Although Smoothie is stronger than Armand after she comes of age, Armand is indeed the number one among the Charlotte family girls, even the eldest sister Comparte can only admit defeat.

However, this woman is cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, and I had a minor conflict with her before. If I don't offer something decent, Armand probably won't agree easily.

Let's treat it as an equivalent exchange.

Armand paid for it with his own money, and Armand taught him his skills.

It's a very fair deal.

“You are indeed thinking very far ahead,” Montordorn nodded approvingly.

Strength is everything for establishing oneself within a family.

If Garrett has fully understood and is willing to pay the price, then her future path will naturally be smoother.

"Alright, brother, let's get back to what we discussed last time. Didn't we say we needed to create a code that only we could decipher? While Den Den Mushi are indeed very convenient, there's always the risk of being eavesdropped on. Even with things that can prevent eavesdropping, it still makes people feel uneasy."

At that moment, Galette sensed the chaotic footsteps outside.

"Looks like we're setting sail again."

Montord clearly heard it too.

Is it safe to set sail in this weather? Garrett looked out the window.

She's about to give birth, and she's still acting so recklessly.

Forget it, instead of worrying about her, let's just feel sorry for the people she's going to meet.

The weather in the New World was always terrible, and each terrible weather event claimed countless lives.

At that moment, dazzling lightning cleaved the rocks on the shore, and the gale, like an invisible hand, tried to destroy all the ships sailing on the turbulent sea. The masts were already trembling violently, making a "creaking" sound, and the hulls were rocking incessantly. The torrential rain was as fierce as bullets, but the pirate flag with the pink hat seemed to be unaffected and continued to flutter in the wind. A point of pink in the darkness seemed to be the only light in the gloomy rainstorm.

However, amidst the thunder and lightning, when Galette saw the pirate flag, she thought that perhaps the storm was cute after all.

That warm pink color isn't a savior; it represents a terrifying hell.

Life, treasure, sweets, ships—anything that catches the queen's eye becomes hers.

“Whenever Mother goes out, she brings countless treasures to the kingdom. Garrett, our country will become more and more prosperous, and sooner or later we will become important members of the Charlotte family here.” Montor looked on excitedly.

It will also claim countless lives.

Even if we are covered in blood and gore, we must vomit up everything we obtain in the end.

This reminded Garrett of history she had studied long ago.

Just like the Totto Lands of today, the British Empire never stopped its pace of aggression and expansion. They continuously used the blood and tears of other countries as fertilizer to accumulate capital, becoming a vast and glorious empire that ruled for more than a century.

The sun never sets—what a glorious name.

All nations—what a grand ideal!

But nothing in this world is permanent.

The glory of the once-unfailing sun has finally faded.

Tottoland has always relied on one person to maintain its glory, and once she is lost, its decline will only accelerate.

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

While Montor watched excitedly as the Motherland Hymn sailed into the distance, imagining another batch of treasure that would become an important source of income for Tottoland, Garette was thinking about how devastated this vast and terrifying kingdom would be on the day of its defeat, and how many people and the kingdom would sleep on this land together.

However, immersed in the Queen's immense power, no one could see the future outcome.

Montor, although you praise my foresight, you don't seem to realize that you need this even more.

"What's wrong?" Montor felt a little strange seeing Garette staring at him intently.

"It's nothing, brother, let's begin."