One Piece: The Living Devil

Having learned the information she wanted, Otohime did not stop there.

Instead, she took advantage of provoking Damon's emotions to make him confess all of his crimes.

As Damon narrated, Otohime only felt heavier and heavier.

Even though she had previously heard just the tip of the iceberg, hearing the truly shocking and horrifying details still made her unable to accept it.

After Damon finished speaking, Otohime could no longer stand and simply collapsed into Rosse's arms, her face marked with tears and sorrow.

"In just 3 short years, at least a thousand humans, with dozens eaten, 148 female merfolk comrades, dozens of gray interest chain cooperations…", Otohime couldn't imagine that just the slave trade Damon was involved in could be so shocking.

"So what do you plan to do? Let them go? Let them continue?", Rosse's gaze fell on Otohime's face, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Things had come to this point; he wanted to see how Otohime would handle it.

'Would she be a saint to the end, or…'

"Once the line is crossed, there's no turning back," Otohime took a deep breath and looked at Rosse with unwavering determination, "Please, Saint Rosse, kill them all."

Among the fish-men here, not a single one is innocent.

Although Damon doesn't kill fish-men, the fish-men willing to stay were those who had proven their loyalty and were sincerely engaged in the slave trade.

Simply put, there wasn't a single good person here.

"As you wish."

A trace of surprise flashed through Rosse's eyes.

He thought he would have to let Damon commit evil again before Otohime could understand this truth.

He didn't expect Otohime to be more decisive than he had imagined.

Snap!

Rosse merely snapped his fingers lightly.

As his fruit ability activated, high-pressure water blades easily sliced through all the fish-men's necks.

Ssshhh!

In an instant, all the fish-men died.

Rosse noticed that when he was killing the fish-men, Otohime did not choose to avoid it, but instead forced herself to keep her eyes open and watch the fish-men die.

At that moment, Otohime seemed a little different.

A trace of surprise flashed through Rosse's eyes.

What Otohime learned in the first lesson seemed to be deeper than he had expected.

"Still holding on to your previous thoughts?", Rosse suddenly asked.

"Why not?", Otohime endured the nausea, smelling the bloody scent in the air, forcing herself to look at the corpses of several dozen fish-men.

At this moment, her gaze was more resolute than ever before.

"There are scum among fish-men, scum among merfolk, and scum among humans. If these people are obstacles to peace, then they should all be erased."

'Isn't that a bit extreme… turned black already?'

Rosse raised an eyebrow slightly, hearing Otohime's meaning, she wanted to prove peace through killing.

He didn't care about racial harmony, but if Otohime became too bloodthirsty, not only would the population of all races shrink greatly, Otohime herself would also become more dangerous.

"I think there's no need to be so radical."

"Saint Rosse, do you have an idea?"

Otohime turned her head, looking at Rosse with hope.

If excessive killing could be avoided, that would be best.

But Otohime couldn't find another solution. Just talking alone was completely ineffective.

She had just tried it, her special ability could only make Damon tell the truth, but it was impossible to reform him.

Damon's will was still relatively firm. To influence him would definitely take more than a day or two.

Perhaps just converting one person would take several months or even a year.

Otohime was willing to spend that time, but she also knew that it was a temporary fix, not a permanent solution.

Spending a year to reform one villain was too costly.

In the meantime, countless people would still be suffering, and maybe even more villains would emerge.

"Draw a line. Didn't you once have the idea of relocating the fish-men and merfolk to the surface?", Rosse smiled.

Compared to Fish-Man Island, he valued Otohime more.

Whether as the future mermaid princess or in her personal value to him, she far surpassed Fish-Man Island itself.

In his eyes, the entire island of 5 million merfolk and fish-men wasn't worth as much as Otohime alone.

Five million people seemed like a lot, but if he put in the effort, just his own subordinates could produce that population in a year.

It's just that merfolk and fish-men could move freely in the sea, which was a rather useful ability in this world.

But his fruit ability was ocean-based, and in the future, once he held the Sea King who could control sea kings, fish-men and merfolk would become even less valuable to him.

"Saint Rosse means to divide Fish-Man Island in two, with those fish-men and merfolk willing to coexist with humans leaving, and those unwilling to stay behind?", Otohime instantly understood Rosse's idea.

If it had been before, she definitely wouldn't have wanted to abandon any race, wishing everyone could advance and retreat together.

But these past days of experience told her that some races were rotten to the core.

If not dealt with in time, it would only bring more suffering to ordinary members of the race.

"That's right," Rosse nodded frankly, "Your ability can easily discern others' thoughts. As long as they're verified by you, they can follow you to the new settlement."

"I can also help. Not only can I provide you an island, I can also build an underwater city near the island."

This matter, for him, had all benefits and no harm.

Using the opportunity of building the island, he could enhance Otohime's management abilities, as well as strengthen the bonds and relationships between the two sides.

Once the new Fish-Man Island was completed, he could smoothly get Otohime on his ship.

At that time, the new Fish-Man Island would not only be a gift he gave to Otohime, but also a constraint on her.

Although he was still willing to give Otohime trust, he always kept a backup plan.

Rosse had always been like that.

Whoever dared to betray him, he would destroy everything that person cherished.

"Sorry to trouble Saint Rosse again…", Otohime didn't have as many thoughts as Rosse. What she said to Rosse came from sincere gratitude.

Building a new merfolk homeland and integrating into human society had always been her pursuit.

Now, with Rosse's help, it was like taking a huge leap forward in an instant.

"How is this trouble? Helping you, I do have my own selfish motives," Rosse's lips curved into a faint smile.

"Huh? What selfish motives?", Otohime was stunned for a moment, not expecting Rosse to be so straightforward.

But she was already quite familiar with Rosse, having even fed each other, so she was also curious what selfish motives Rosse could have.

"Don't worry, it doesn't conflict with your thoughts. Once the new Fish-Man Island is established, besides managing the new Fish-Man Island, you can also serve as the representative of my family, helping to manage the Jaygar District and other special zones," Rosse smiled.

"Saint Rosse, you don't have to help me this much. I'm not capable of all this," Otohime quickly waved her hands, not daring to accept this proposal.

How was this Rosse's selfish motive? This was clearly helping her.

She was a mermaid, if she could become the representative of Rosse's family, it was obvious she would face far fewer obstacles when interacting with humans.

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