In the Sea Forest.
This forest lies on the bottom of the sea. Due to the ocean currents transporting sunken ships here, it is also known as the "Ship Graveyard."
Despite being under the sea, the "Sunlight Tree Eve" transmits sunlight from the surface down to Fishman Island, allowing vibrant corals to flourish. Schools of fish and even whales often forage in the area.
It's one of the most beautiful places on Fishman Island.
At this ti—
While heading toward the Poneglyph.
Otohi instructed the Sea King Army to spread out slightly. She walked beside Mio, her expression filled with sorrow, and asked softly, "Mr. Black Crow... although pirates commit all kinds of cris, because Tiger and I were good friends, I still admire those who sail for their dreams. I also understand that only by truly venturing out can one grasp how vast the world is. So, I'd like to ask—do you believe it's truly impossible for Fishman Island and humans to coexist peacefully?"
"Heh."
Mio chuckled at her words, shaking his head. "It's not about whether it's possible. It's just wishful thinking. Unless Fishman Island can overthrow the World Governnt and rebuild the rules of this world."
As far as the current world order goes, the dream of coexistence is a fantasy.
Even if the rules were rewritten with strict laws and a long period of cooperation followed, the chances would remain slim.
The difference in race is the greatest barrier.
And that's assuming a world where even humans struggle to get along—where pirates, despite being the sa species, are driven by greed and bloodshed.
"I see..."
Otohi's eyes dimd with disappointnt. She nodded slowly.
But after a sigh, she smiled again, this ti with firm resolve. "Even if what you say is true, Mr. Black Crow, I still intend to try."
"And about what you said yesterday—the Sea King—I want to clarify sothing. We don't have a Sea King on Fishman Island."
With his hands in his coat pockets, Mio replied lightly, "Just because there isn't one now doesn't an one won't appear. The Sea King was born here on Fishman Island, wasn't it?"
Otohi was visibly stunned. She didn't expect Mio to know that detail about their history. After a mont of surprise, her face grew solemn.
"Even if that's true, we can't give it to you."
The Sea King's power is too dangerous.
Even if it could be controlled, that right belonged only to Fishman Island—not outsiders.
Mio rely offered a faint smile and said nothing more.
He murmured inwardly, "Who's going to care once you're gone?"
She still didn't understand what he ant yesterday. If he truly wanted to take sothing from Fishman Island, a place this weak couldn't stop him. Resistance would only lead to massacre.
If the World Governnt knew Shirahoshi would beco the Sea King in the future, Mio had no doubt she'd be taken the mont she was born—and Fishman Island might not survive the aftermath.
But Mio didn't feel like wasting more breath.
They were on different paths. Otohi fought for Fishman Island and the kindness in her heart. Mio fought for power and himself.
Words ant nothing between such opposing goals.
Soon—
The group arrived at the Poneglyph.
Mio had no particular attachnt to this piece of history. After glancing at the stone, he called Robin over to record it. Then, he turned to Otohi and asked, "My companion needs so ti to copy this. Princess Otohi, would you mind taking to Noah?"
"Of course."
Otohi nodded in agreent.
Noah, the "Ship of Oath," rested not far from Fishman Street.
On the way there, Otohi carefully led Mio through back paths to avoid the attention of ordinary fishn, hoping to avoid unnecessary complications.
Mio shrugged and followed along, allowing her to lead them past prying eyes.
"That's... Noah."
Soon, they arrived at the resting place of the giant ship. Otohi pointed at it. Despite seeing it many tis, awe filled her eyes.
This ship was simply massive.
Mio's expression mirrored hers. His gaze locked onto the ship in astonishnt.
It was enormous.
Comparable in size to so islands, it was large enough to host an entire kingdom on its deck.
"Because of its overwhelming size and the original mission left unfulfilled, Noah can only be stored here. It can't be moved," Otohi said softly.
Mio nodded slightly and leapt gently onto the deck of Noah, eager to inspect it up close.
The sheer size was overwhelming—it even made Mio seriously consider replacing the Black Glory with Noah soday.
But even with that idea in mind, it would take at least a dozen years to make it happen.
"Huh..."
Suddenly, as Mio landed on Noah's deck, his brows furrowed.
The interface only visible to him—the panel from his golden finger system—flashed within the cultivation fra.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
"Mr. Black Crow, is sothing wrong?" Otohi noticed his change in expression and asked with concern.
"No, it's nothing," Mio quickly replied, snapping out of it.
He stared at the deck beneath his feet, inhaling deeply to calm himself.
But inside, his mind was spinning with shock.
There was only one explanation for what he'd just seen on the panel.
This ship—Noah—could be cultivated.
What the hell...?
Even Mio couldn't stop himself from swearing in his mind. That's how unbelievable this discovery was.
It's a ship—Noah!
Until now, his system only allowed him to cultivate living creatures.
How could a ship suddenly qualify?
Was it simply due to Noah's imnse size?
No—definitely not.
"Could it be... a ship spirit has been born on Noah?" Mio suddenly speculated, a thought forming in his heart.
The world of One Piece was strange. Ships could give birth to ship spirits—entities that turned vessels into a unique type of living being.
That was the only plausible reason Noah was appearing as cultivatable.
"If that's true..."
Hiss—
Mio sucked in a sharp breath as the implications hit him.
He was shaken.
Noah's size alone far exceeded anything like Hanba.
This ship could flatten Fishman Island without effort.
And if Mio infused it with superior genes and cultivated it...
He didn't even want to imagine the power it might wield.
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