Kaido suddenly felt a chill run down his spine under Brook’s peculiar stare, his juicy chunk of at losing its savor.
What’s with that look? Does Captain Brook have so weird plan for ?
Brook mulled over an idea but quickly dismissed it. Too ti-consuming. He didn’t have the patience to babysit Kaido on Beast Island for months, training him from scratch!
Training, huh? Brook’s mind was a treasure trove of thods.
Let’s take a page from little Goku’s book—slap a few tons of weights on Kaido to start.
He’d have Vegapunk whip up custom weighted training gear for the whole crew.
And if they could snag Fujitora’s Gravity Fruit soday? A gravity field for training would shatter their limits, maybe even let them conquer the cosmos! Why stop at the Moon? They’d claim it for the Hell Pirates!
Lost in his wild sches, Brook was jolted by thunderous footsteps echoing in the distance. Two giants lumbered into view, and Charlotte Linlin’s eyes lit up. She’d always dread of reconciling with the giants of Elbaf, where she’d left behind cherished mories.
But ever since she set sail, every giant she t despised her, attacking on sight. Forced to defend herself, the bad blood only deepened with each clash.
"Brook! It’s the giants!"
Linlin’s voice bubbled with excitent, though worry crept in. Would they attack her like the others in the New World?
...
Led by Shiki and two others, Dorry and Brogy reached the Hell Pirates’ temporary camp. The mouthwatering aroma of roasting at hit them like a tidal wave, making their mouths water.
Back in Little Garden, they’d run out of spices years ago. Their als were just charred at with a pinch of sea salt—luxury by their standards.
Now, faced with this heavenly scent, they couldn’t stop swallowing hard, their stomachs rumbling loud enough for the whole crew to hear.
Linlin approached cautiously, offering two massive dinosaur legs to the giants. To her surprise, they didn’t lash out.
Could it be... they don’t know who I am?
Dorry and Brogy didn’t hesitate, snatching the at and chomping down with gusto. The sight ward Linlin’s heart—she dared to hope the giants had forgiven her. Beaming, she eagerly handed them more.
Brook didn’t intervene, letting Linlin savor the mont. It was Streusen, the chef, who’d be sweating over the grill anyway.
Wonder how these giants will react when they learn the truth?
If they refused to forgive her, well, Brook wouldn’t hesitate to get tough.
The giants devoured the food handed to them by their "enemy," blissfully unaware, creating a bizarrely cheerful scene.
Golden Lion Shiki smirked, sensing the drama brewing.
Why didn’t Brook tell them upfront? This is gonna be fun.
...
Finally sated, the giants leaned back as Streusen wiped the sweat from his brow. Man, these guys can eat.
"You two are Dorry and Brogy, right? Nice to et ya! I’m Charlotte Linlin. Ever heard of ?"
Linlin’s eyes sparkled with hope, wondering if their friendly deanor would hold once they heard her na.
"Charlotte Linlin? Never heard of her. You famous or sothing?"
Brogy, stuffed and content, had already forgotten Shiki’s earlier threats. These folks feeding them seed like good, hearty people.
Linlin’s face fell. They didn’t know her. She’d hoped they’d forgiven her, but they were just clueless.
"Dorry, Brogy, I’m Brook, captain of the Hell Pirates. We need your help with sothing. The giants of Elbaf have a deep grudge against Linlin."
Brook chose his words carefully.
"Twelve years ago, when Linlin was five, she had an episode and accidentally knocked over your elder, Jorul, causing injuries that led to his death. Since then, Elbaf’s giants have branded her an evil god, swearing to kill her."
"Can you help us resolve this feud? Linlin was just a kid, barely aware of what she was doing, and Jorul was already elderly. It’s not entirely her fault."
Brook downplayed the incident, banking on Dorry and Brogy’s influence in Elbaf to broker peace.
After all, Elbaf’s prince, Loki, had fallen for Linlin’s daughter Lola and offered to marry her, proving reconciliation was possible. But Lola’s runaway bride act had soured things again.
"What?! Elder Jorul’s dead?"
Dorry and Brogy reeled, stunned that a five-year-old Linlin had toppled the mighty Jorul, leading to his death.
Even in old age, he wasn’t that frail, was he?
The legendary captain of the Giant Warrior Pirates, a hero of Elbaf with his iconic waterfall beard, felled by a toddler? It was unthinkable—humiliating, even. They’d rather believe Jorul died of old age than accept such a disgraceful end.
"I’m so sorry! I was starving during the twelve-day fast. I blacked out, and when I ca to, Jorul was on the ground!"
Linlin’s eating disorder had triggered a rampage, wrecking the giant village and injuring Jorul fatally.
Her actions also forced Mother Carl, who’d painstakingly earned the giants’ trust to build the "Sheep’s House" in Elbaf, to relocate.
Worse, at Linlin’s sixth birthday feast, the 80-year-old Carl and all the children of the Sheep’s House were "devoured" by Linlin in another frenzy.
...
Dorry and Brogy fell silent, grappling with the idea of a five-year-old possessing such strength. Jorul, you let a kid take you down?
For a five-year-old to cause such havoc—and for the giants to hold a grudge against her—made Elbaf look petty and weak. If she’d killed him outright, broadcasting it would only amplify the sha.
"We don’t know the full story yet," Dorry said cautiously. "If Jorul really died from a five-year-old’s tantrum, I’m at a loss for words."
"Once Brogy and I settle our duel, we’ll head back to Elbaf and dig into this. If it’s true, we’ll push to resolve this grudge. Blaming a five-year-old entirely is unfair—and the warriors who failed to stop a kid should share the bla. Talk about embarrassing!"
Dorry held off on judgnt. The Hell Pirates were formidable, and picking a fight without the facts could end badly for him and Brogy. Better to investigate first.
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