In the distance, Rosse and his group leisurely arrived within the range of the Tree of Knowledge.
Although they looked relaxed, their group moved at an extrely fast speed.
It took only a few seconds for them to go from just a few black dots to right in front of Spandine.
"Saint Rosse!!!"
Facing Rosse's tall and handso figure, Spandine slid on his knees in Rosse's direction, scraping out a long mark on the ground, until he kneeled before Rosse:
"I am CP9's chief, Spandine, the most loyal servant of the Celestial Dragons. Being able to witness your heroic presence today is truly a great honor."
Such flattering words, such exaggerated actions, made everyone cast strange looks at him.
Even those CP9 agents who also knelt on the ground to welco Rosse respectfully wished they could stay further away from their own chief.
Everyone knew what kind of people the Celestial Dragons were. Even if they had to work for them, they would keep their distance as much as possible and maintain only surface-level respect.
'Only you, Spandine, would be this sycophantic?'
But they finally understood how soone like Spandine, who had no strength whatsoever, managed to beco CP9's chief.
"Great opportunity!", While everyone's attention was drawn to Rosse and Spandine, Olvia's eyes flashed, and she imdiately moved into action.
She charged towards the inside of the Tree of Knowledge in large strides.
Before returning, she already knew Ohara would face a Buster Call, but she hadn't expected the Navy to arrive so quickly, without giving them any chance to evacuate.
Olvia wasn't afraid of death, she feared everything she and the others had done would be in vain.
Even if she died, she wanted to hide the translated Poneglyph texts, leaving them for future generations to uncover the secrets the World Governnt wanted to hide.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Suddenly, Zannie's lazy voice rang out.
Then, before she could run even a few steps, Olvia felt a heavy blow to her abdon, causing her to fall forward.
Before she hit the ground, she suddenly felt a pain in her back as her entire body was forcibly lifted.
The scene before her suddenly shifted, and when Olvia regained her senses, she found herself dropped at soone's feet.
That one move from Zannie left her without the strength to stand. She could only struggle to lift her head.
From her line of sight, she t Rosse's handso face.
"Nico Olvia, I've wanted to et you for a long ti," Rosse said with a smile, his gaze scanning up and down Olvia's body.
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[Nico Olvia]
[Overall Rating: C ]
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Olvia had beautiful long silver hair, slightly tanned skin, an ample figure, a slim waist and long legs, carrying an intellectual aura overall.
In terms of looks and body, Olvia was only considered upper-class, still not comparable to Gion or Stella.
But Olvia had the scholarly air of a professor. This kind of temperant was extrely rare in the world of pirates, which truly made Rosse feel a bit moved.
'A person like this… bullying her should be especially enjoyable.'
"Saint Rosse…", Olvia pressed her lips together, despair hidden deep in her eyes.
She was a historian. She knew all too well what kind of scum the Celestial Dragons were.
From their ancestors, the Celestial Dragons were never good people.
Ruling the world for 800 years, they had committed countless atrocities.
"Saint Rosse, you promised to spare my mother," A childish yet stubborn voice rang out, shocking Olvia.
"Robin?", She looked in disbelief toward Rosse's shoulder, 'My daughter Robin is actually sitting on a Celestial Dragon's body?'
At this mont, countless questions and guesses overwheld her, throwing her heart into chaos.
"I said I would spare her life. The only condition is that from now on, she must never again study the Poneglyph texts. If she's caught doing it again, there will be no rcy," Rosse replied with a smile.
There were too many ways he could deal with a weak woman like Olvia, there was no need to rush.
"No! Studying the Poneglyphs is my life's wish. You villains are willing to launch a Buster Call on Ohara just to cover up that history, I will never bow to you."
Olvia looked at Rosse with determination, not caring at all about her own life.
In her mind, no matter what kind of deal Robin made with Rosse, it wouldn't change her resolve at this mont.
As a mother, Robin held a very important place in her heart.
But that importance had to be weighed. Compared to the Poneglyphs, it beca irrelevant.
"Mom!", Robin shouted anxiously.
To save Olvia, she had even sacrificed Saul.
'Why…'
'Why doesn't my mother understand?'
'Studying the Poneglyphs, is it really more important than life?'
"Your resolve is quite strong, but if I rember correctly, all your research is inside the Tree of Knowledge, right?"
Rosse smiled and gave Spandine a look.
The king of lackeys, Spandine, instantly understood. He quickly stood up and grabbed a thick stack of docunts from a nearby CP9 agent, "Saint Rosse! This is the evidence of their research on the Poneglyphs!"
"Very good," Rosse happily accepted the thick stack of manuscripts, his evaluation of Spandine rising significantly.
He could understand now why emperors liked flatterers.
With the efficiency of these flatterers, what emperor wouldn't be pleased?
"Want it?", Rosse could clearly feel Olvia's breathing quicken as she stared at the docunts in his hand.
What he held were the results of all the historians in Ohara's research on the Poneglyphs.
Many contents within, even Olvia hadn't fully read yet.
"Oh right, there's soone who probably knows all this content," As Rosse spoke, he pulled out that platinum pistol from his lower back.
BANG!
"NO!!!" Olvia scread in horror.
"GRANDPA CLOVER!", Robin cried.
"DOCTOR! DOCTOR!", The historians cried in panic.
Under everyone's gaze, a bloody hole appeared in the top of Dr. Clover's head, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
With no combat power whatsoever, how could he possibly survive a shot from Rosse?
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[B-Rank Kill Complete!]
[Strength 100000]
[Special Reward: Ancient Language (B-Rank)]
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'What a great reward.'
Rosse nodded in satisfaction and re-holstered the platinum pistol.
From the first glance at Dr. Clover, he had known he needed to kill him.
A world-renowned authority on history, protected by his identity, even without any strength, he still had a B- rating.
Such an experience point treasure, Rosse couldn't possibly let anyone else kill him.
In an instant, countless pieces of knowledge about the ancient language poured into Rosse's mind.
He could now say without exaggeration that his ability to interpret the Poneglyphs surpassed even Robin in the future.
"Why… why did you have to kill Grandpa Clover?", Robin clutched Rosse's hair tightly, crying helplessly.
Dr. Clover had always been the kindest person to her, second only to Olvia in her heart.
'Saul is dead. Uncle Verlan is dead.'
'Now, Grandpa Clover is also dead…'
No matter how much force she used, to Rosse, it felt no different than being scratched lightly.
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