One Piece: Guilty Crown

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Waking up early in the morning.

After Viola finished washing up, she, along with "Sand Crocodile" and Law, went directly to the desert outside Rainbase to train.

Having obtained the ability of the Mythical Zoan, Neko Neko no Mi, Model: Bakeneko, it was destined that she would have to redouble her efforts in the future to not disappoint His Highness's expectations. Moreover, she herself did not want to become a dispensable pretty face.

Viola had long known that there might be more and more women around His Highness Ichiji in the future. What she could do was to make herself even more outstanding, to become an indispensable presence by His Highness's side!

"Good morning, Your Highness."

Robin, emerging from her room, had a smile on her face as she greeted him with a slight blush.

She wore a white jacket on her upper body and very short shorts on her lower body, her long, slender legs attracting attention.

Her slightly tanned skin, "217," didn't make her seem pitiful; instead, it added a touch of wildness and healthy beauty.

She had clearly just woken up not long ago, her dark, beautiful hair slightly disheveled, not yet properly arranged.

After yesterday's brief initial understanding and exchange, Robin already knew that this "Germa Demon," who countless people both respected and feared, was actually not as difficult to get along with as imagined. Her heart secretly relaxed.

"Morning, sit down and eat together!"

Ichiji, who was about to have breakfast, nodded and invited Robin to join him.

Sitting at the dining table, she elegantly savored the delicious meal served by the staff.

Yesterday, the group hadn't been in a hurry to leave because Bon Clay had just entered Crocodile's body, and some matters still needed to be arranged in the short term.

"Thank you~~ Miss Viola, and Mr. 'Crocodile,' are they still..."

Politely saying thank you, she sat down gracefully. Robin noticed that "Sand Crocodile," Law with his dark eye circles and a nodachi, and that beautiful woman who had stood behind Ichiji all day yesterday without much expression but had invisibly left a deep and unignorable impression on her, were all absent. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"They've all gone to train, no need to mind them!"

Picking up a glass of milk and taking a sip, Ichiji said very naturally.

"Train?"

Robin was slightly stunned, then couldn't help but praise, "They really are hardworking!"

This wasn't her being overly complimentary; in all her time cooperating with Crocodile, she had never seen him deliberately train.

"You also need to work hard. Although I don't expect you to become some powerful combat force, I still hope you have some ability to protect yourself..." Ichiji nodded and said, "In a few days, you can ask Bon Clay to train you."

"Then thank you!"

Robin didn't refuse.

Relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself; she had deeply understood this point long ago.

Having someone specifically guide her training would undoubtedly enhance her strength, which was a good thing.

Over the past few years, her abilities and fighting style had all been figured out by herself through trial and error. Moreover, she was constantly hiding here and there; the development of her abilities and her personal strength were not considered strong.

"Next..."

Thinking of something, Ichiji casually took out a rubbing of a Poneglyph from Skypiea from his blood-red cloak and directly tossed it to Robin: "Consider this a welcoming gift for joining Germa!"

"This is!?"

Taking the white cloth, which felt somewhat thin but was very large when unfolded, imprinted with countless ancient characters that made one's eyes a bit dizzy, Robin was completely astonished, her eyes widening involuntarily.

"There's a Poneglyph stone on Skypiea. I made a rubbing of it..."

Ichiji finished his breakfast, his elbows resting on the table, hands clasped in front of him, and said faintly, "I know you like to study Poneglyphs, so consider this your welcoming gift."

"You want me to translate it for you?"

Suppressing the urge to immediately read through the Poneglyph rubbing, Robin took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

Her heart couldn't help but feel a little bitter and dazed.

Sure enough, any major power willing to risk being discovered by the World Government to take in her, this "Demon of Ohara," none of them aren't after the Ancient Weapons.

"As for what information is recorded on it, you don't need to tell me..."

Under Robin's disbelieving gaze, Ichiji shook his head slightly and said calmly, "Through some special channels, I roughly know what's recorded on it!"

"And to be honest, even if you told me where the Ancient Weapon Pluton is, I wouldn't trust you a hundred percent. Because that could very well be a trap you intentionally set, to make the World Government, which has always been very sensitive to Ancient Weapons and absolutely does not allow any power to touch them, directly wipe out Germa along the way....."

Robin fell silent. What Ichiji said was indeed not impossible.

Inheriting the will of the Ohara scholars, although she had never given up studying the Poneglyphs, eagerly wanting to know what happened during the "Void Century," she had never thought of reviving any Ancient Weapons. And from the few Poneglyphs she had found scattered over the years, she also deeply understood how sinister the Ancient Weapons were, and even less did she want to revive that kind of terrifying power capable of causing widespread disaster.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. Originally, she did have such thoughts. If Germa really found a Poneglyph recording information about Ancient Weapons in the future and forced her to decipher the ancient text to obtain the Ancient Weapons, she would try to use the World Government's sensitivity to Ancient Weapons and their intolerance of any power touching them, their style of rather killing the wrong person than letting one go, to plot against them and escape from this evil war organization.

"You know what's recorded on this, 2.3?"

After quickly reading through the Poneglyph rubbing, Robin's expression was uncertain as she looked at Ichiji.

"'Sea King' Poseidon!"

Ichiji revealed a mouthful of white teeth, his somewhat profound gaze fixed on Robin's jewel-like eyes, and said with a smile, "Am I right?"

"What!?"

Robin was completely shaken, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat!

She hadn't expected that the other party wasn't deceiving her, that he truly knew the information on the rubbing.

"You're a smart person. I believe you won't do anything foolish, right?"

Standing up directly, he walked behind Robin. Ichiji's right hand lightly brushed across her cheek. That seemingly demonic smile, yet a voice devoid of any killing intent, made Robin tremble uncontrollably...