[Bodily Data-ization: Your body's vital points vanish; damage taken is converted to HP deduction; panel attributes change according to your actual strength; you cannot die before HP reaches zero]
[Current body age: 16 years old]
[Constitution: 211 (continuously evolving due to certain influences)]
[Current HP: 100% (recovering; eating accelerates recovery)]
[Innate Talent (Unyielding): When receiving a fatal attack, enter a brief enhanced state; all physical attributes increase tenfold; health points stop depleting; all negative status effects are cleared; current duration: thirty minutes; cooldown ti: eighteen hours]
[Abilities] [Fla-Fla Fruit (Awakening): Current fruit developnt (79%)]
[Swordsmanship (Insight 11%)]
[Observation Haki (Initial Awakening)]
[Armant Haki (Initial Awakening)]
[Conqueror's Haki (World-Influencing Spirit) (Beginner)]
[Fla (Black Blade): Under the influence of your Haki, your blade is evolving into a Black Blade; evolution progress (85%)]
[Eight Extremities Fist (Complete Mastery)]
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Over the course of several days, Dressrosa returned to peace.
Perhaps the people of this country, or even this world, had long grown accustod to such chaotic situations.
The nation of love and passion from the past had reerged, though there were no living toys wandering the streets anymore.
Cyrus withdrew his focus from the interface.
As his ultimate trump card, he had always paid close attention to his data-based panel. With the various events that occurred after he set out to sea and his continuous training, his panel had changed significantly compared to when he first left the East Blue.
The data-based system not only allowed him to intuitively see his own strengthening but also ensured steady improvent through battles and training—especially high-level battles.
'In a normal state, I should be on par with the Marine Admirals without any issues. In an explosive state, I can easily suppress at least two Admirals working together.' Cyrus assessed his current situation based on his recent battles.
These conclusions had already been verified, or rather, these were the minimum levels achievable in his two different phases.
Moreover, his various techniques had also entered a new stage: Awakening.
This was the na given by the data-based system for this specific phase of mastery.
Both Observation and Armant Haki had entered this awakening stage, aning he might soon master new abilities with them, such as seeing the future.
As for Conqueror's Haki, it had advanced and changed when he made his choice in Alabasta, though it remained at the beginner stage.
Perhaps it would advance further only when his mindset continued to evolve or his worldly status shifted.
Nonetheless, this rate of improvent was remarkable.
Even the future "King of 200% Effort" couldn't match his speed of growth. (Koby)
Reaching out, he picked up the sword at his side and drew the weapon with a sharp scrape of steel against the scabbard.
The dark red blade had beco perfectly smooth, adorned with intricate but subtle crimson patterns covering the entire edge. It seed his earlier thoughts were correct: his sword wouldn't beco a conventional Black Blade.
Even after the evolution reached 100%, it would likely remain dark red.
However, after that massive strike at Mary Geoise and being forcibly reshaped by his Haki, the sword had beco far more receptive to his abilities.
Even when releasing flas at extre temperatures using his Devil Fruit, the steel could withstand it without issue.
If anything, this was now his exclusive, signature weapon.
"Cyrus-sama, the juice you asked for!" Baby 5 approached with a glass, speaking gently.
Glancing up at the woman, Cyrus sheathed his sword and placed it to the side.
"Thank you."
Upon hearing the gratitude, Baby 5 cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands. "You're too polite, Cyrus-sama. This is what I should do."
Seeing how excited she beca over a simple thank you, Cyrus's lips twitched.
Before getting to know her, he thought having soone like her around would be nice, as obedient girls were rare.
But everything has its limits.
'Can you imagine a girl who follows you around at all tis and places, eagerly waiting for you to make requests?'
"Has the Donquixote Family left?" Cyrus took a sip of juice and placed the glass on the table, changing the subject to divert Baby 5's attention.
"Yes, Cyrus-sama."
"Call by my na or 'President'," Cyrus corrected.
"Understood, President," Baby 5 responded without missing a beat.
"So, what are your plans for the future?" Cyrus asked, his eyes examining her.
At eighteen, Baby 5's figure wasn't as developed as it would be later, but she was youthful and vibrant, even if her habit of holding a cigarette in her mouth was already firmly ford.
"Of course, I'll follow the President everywhere!" Baby 5 replied without hesitation.
"Is that so?" Cyrus nodded. "Then from now on, you can only be needed by alone. Can you do that?"
Baby 5's personality flaw made her easily exploited by others.
A single sentence from him had made her switch sides on the spot, and while this was advantageous when she was an opponent, it was a dangerous liability for an ally.
"Ah? Does the President an for to beco your wife?" Baby 5's eyes widened, sparkling with anticipation.
"Huh?"
'Did I say that?' Cyrus thought.
"Being needed by the President alone ans becoming your wife, doesn't it?" Baby 5 added, noticing his confusion.
"Ahem!"
A cough sounded from the doorway as Robin walked in, giving Baby 5 a aningful look.
"The President and I have matters to discuss. Could I trouble you to clean up the ship at the dock?"
Given Robin's personality and intelligence, she wouldn't bother arguing with the maid, but using the girl's desperate need to be useful to send her away was no problem at all.
"Absolutely no problem, Miss Robin!"
Without any hesitation, under Cyrus's speechless gaze, the maid hurried off.
Cyrus looked at Robin, who gave him a knowing smile.
"I was here first," she stated flatly.
'What does she an?' Cyrus thought, though it didn't take much effort to understand the implication.
"Alright, since you're here, is everything done?" Cyrus waved his hand, acknowledging that in terms of closeness, he was naturally much closer to Robin.
"Cyrus, your Observation Haki has been covering this entire country. Don't you know whether things are done or not?" Robin walked over and sat beside him, smiling.
"The range is too large. I can't pay attention to everything happening everywhere," Cyrus sighed, shaking his head.
"I see. But everything is indeed done. When are we leaving?"
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