"You've already occupied most of the North Sea," Luffy continued. "Even if you don't directly challenge the allied countries, they will gradually show their loyalty to you over ti."
Luffy's eyes glead with confidence. "Just do as I say, and I'll leverage my influence within the Governnt. In the future, no matter how many non-Governnt allied countries you conquer or how much territory you acquire—as long as you pay the Heavenly Tribute on ti, I'll ensure your safety."
He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. "As for what happens next, I don't need to spell it out for you. With stable rule over your territories and prosperous citizens, whether you beco the de facto king of the North Sea or grant rcy to those who oppose you... well, that's entirely Your Majesty's prerogative."
Luffy finished with a knowing smile directed at Judge.
By now, Judge had completely imrsed himself in the beautiful fantasy Luffy had outlined. His heartbeat quickened and his breathing grew rapid as he envisioned himself as the ruler of the entire North Sea, holding the region in the palm of his hand.
"Luffy, are you certain about this?" Judge asked, barely containing his excitent. "The World Governnt will truly allow it?"
"Don't worry, don't worry." Luffy smiled reassuringly, patting Judge's back. "As I said, I have connections within the Governnt. I'm not just talking about the three legends of the Marines—Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Chief of Staff Tsuru, and Hero Garp. Even among the Celestial Dragons, I've had nurous dealings with several influential figures."
Luffy's smile widened. "As long as Your Majesty is willing to invest so resources and offer appropriate gifts, the Celestial Dragons would be quite happy to speak favorably on your behalf."
He raised a finger in caution. "But rember, not a single Beri of the Heavenly Tribute can be withheld. Pay in full, and I'll have legitimate grounds to persuade the Governnt. After all, those non-mber countries contribute nothing to the World Governnt's coffers. Why keep them around? Wouldn't it be better to let a true Governnt ally take control and generate so revenue? What do you think, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes, absolutely!" Judge nodded enthusiastically. "I have long despised those non-mber countries. They control vast populations and wealth yet refuse to offer tribute to the great Celestial Dragons. There is no place for such nations in this world!"
Judge's display of loyalty to Luffy was calculated and tactful. At the sa ti, he was privately surprised by Luffy's repeated emphasis on loyalty to the Governnt and the Celestial Dragons. Could it be that Luffy had sohow joined their ranks? Regardless of the truth, Judge had achieved his goal and saw no reason to press for further details.
In this mont, Judge felt truly vindicated in his decision. He had traded a daughter for the chance to expand his dominion significantly. No matter how he looked at it, the deal was an overwhelming victory for Germa!
The two ambitious n—one seasoned, one young—each harboring their own designs for the future, had reached an accord. Their agreent sealed, Judge personally escorted Luffy back to his guest quarters.
The king also promised that the agreed-upon dowry would be delivered in full, sent directly to the country of Waiho by his personal envoys. Among these lavish gifts, only the Den Den Mushi ships particularly interested Luffy; he was largely indifferent to the rest.
After casually thanking Judge, Luffy returned to his room to rest. Before they parted ways, however, he requested so private ti with Reiju the following day...
Judge naturally had no objections and confidently agreed on behalf of his daughter. After Luffy retired to his quarters, Judge wasted no ti and hurried straight to Reiju's room.
anwhile, Reiju had just finished her bath. Dressed in loose-fitting pajamas, she had settled into bed to rest. These past days had been taxing, with Sanji's arrival causing her considerable worry and preventing proper sleep.
Now that Sanji was faring well, despite his unpleasant conflict with their father, Reiju felt so relief. She decided to take advantage of the temporary calm to get a good night's rest before the upcoming dinner.
She had barely closed her eyes when a series of rapid knocks at her door jolted her awake. Sitting up groggily and rubbing her eyes, Reiju looked toward the door in confusion, wondering who would seek her out at this hour.
Soon, she heard her father Judge conversing with a maid outside her bedroom door.
"Is the princess in her room?" Judge asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty," the maid replied. "Her Royal Highness has just finished her bath and is resting in her bedroom."
"Resting? At this hour?" Judge paused briefly. "Very well. Go downstairs and inform everyone that no one is to enter without my explicit order."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the maid replied obediently.
The conversation ended, and Reiju heard only the sound of hurried footsteps and the closing of a door.
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