Chapter 169 – The Queen In The Carriage [R-18]
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I shifted my attention from the villagers' growing excitement and gazed at the so-called oasis in front of me.
The sight was heartbreaking. What had once been a lush, life-giving oasis was now on the brink of complete disappearance. Only a pitiful puddle of murky water was clinging desperately to the deepest part of the basin.
The surrounding grass had withered away long ago, leaving cracked, barren earth. A handful of scraggly trees remained, their leaves brittle and yellowed, barely hanging on against the merciless desert heat.
"Is this supposed to be an oasis?" I asked, my voice carrying genuine disbelief.
Titi stood silently beside me, her expression mirroring the same shock and sorrow.
The village chief stepped forward to explain. His shoulders were slumped under the weight of years of hardship and despair.
"Yes, Your Majesty, Hero Alex… but because of Crocodile, this is all that remains. He didn't just use Dance Powder to block the rain clouds—he also wielded his Sand-Sand Devil Fruit to create endless sandstorms. Those storms pulled sand from miles around and gradually filled in the oasis. No rain fell, and the basin kept getting buried deeper. Now it's nothing more than this small, dying pond."
I stood quiet for a moment, letting the reality sink in. When I had watched One Piece back in my old world, I had focused mostly on the major plot points: Crocodile's rebellion, his hunt for Pluton, the battles in the capital.
I had assumed the drought was bad, but I hadn't realized just how catastrophic it truly was on the ground.
Vivi had warned me—had begged for help, and had even infiltrated Baroque Works to expose him and save her people.
I had thought she was exaggerating out of desperation. Now I saw she had been completely right. Without rain in the next month or two, people really would start dying.
With calm resolve, I spoke. "Since we're here, let's fix it."
My voice was soft, but it carried an unshakable authority that silenced the murmurs around us.
I quietly recited the skill name in my mind: Hydro Convergence.
I raised both my hands towards the sky and focused on the skill.
The villagers exchanged confused glances at first—what was this man doing? But then they felt it: moisture gathering rapidly in the air. Water vapor condensed from the dry atmosphere, swirling and collecting above us. Small white clouds began to form, growing thicker and darker by the minute.
In about fifteen minutes, the once-clear sky had turned heavy with black clouds. The first drops fell.
Pit… Pat… Pit… Pat…
Then the sky opened.
A torrent poured down like a divine waterfall, drenching the village and flooding into the cracked basin of the oasis. The parched earth drank greedily at first, then began to pool as the ground reached saturation. Excess water flowed steadily into the old oasis bed, widening and deepening it with every passing minute. The rain showed no sign of letting up.
The villagers who had followed us stood frozen, mouths open in disbelief. Then the realization hit them like the rain itself. One by one, they dropped to their knees, tears streaming down their faces as they clasped their hands in prayer and gratitude.
"It's a miracle! Only the Sun God Nika could command nature like this," one old man whispered. His voice was trembling as he stared upward in the rain-filled sky.
"We can finally drink clean water again," another cried, clutching his chest, tears mixing with the rain on his weathered cheeks.
"All hail God Alex!" a young man shouted, his voice cutting through the storm.
The chant spread like wildfire.
"All hail God Alex!"
"All hail God Alex!"
"All hail Queen Titi!"
Tears of joy and relief filled their eyes. They finally believed that the water shortage was over and that no one would die of thirst again. The oasis was swelling back to life before their eyes. They could live normally again in the future.
And it was all because of me.
Not only had I saved the kingdom from Crocodile, but now I had granted them the grace of rain itself. To them, I was no mere hero—I was something far greater, almost divine.
Titi stood beside me in silence. She was also deeply moved. Hearing her name chanted alongside mine filled her with pride and quiet validation. She glanced at me with eyes shining with gratitude and admiration.
Her gaze lingered on my figure, a lewd, hungry smile curving her lips. Her eyes drifted slowly downward, pausing at my waist. She licked her lips seductively.
'It seems I'll have to properly reward this divine hero even more.'
But her private musings were interrupted by the village chief's anxious voice.
"Hero Alex… can you still summon the rain? There are other villages in far worse condition than ours."
The nearby villagers turned hopeful eyes toward me. Even though their own crisis was ending, they still cared for their neighbors. Hope flickered brightly in every gaze.
I raised a hand reassuringly. "Don't worry. We'll move on to the next village—and the one after that. We won't stop until every drought-stricken place in Alabasta has rain. In fact, I've already pushed the skill further."
I poured almost half my stamina into Hydro Convergence once more. The clouds darkened even deeper, spreading wider across the sky. This would be no short shower—it would rain steadily for two full days, refilling the oasis to capacity and creating sustainable water sources that could last years, even under the desert sun.
I addressed the crowd clearly. "The rain will continue for two days and fill this oasis completely. I'll do the same for nearby villages. You can use the water freely and even do some agriculture."
"Thank you, Hero Alex!"
"Thank you, Hero Alex!"
"Thank you, Queen Titi!"
The cheers rose again. This time they were louder than before, almost echoing through the storm.
After a while, I spoke again. "There are still many villages waiting. We need to keep moving. Take care of yourselves—and if you ever need anything in the future, contact Queen Titi. I'll help however I can."
My words only deepened their admiration. The cheers followed us long after we climbed back into the carriage and departed.
Inside the luxurious carriage, Queen Titi stared at me as if I truly were a god.
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The carriage rolled steadily toward the next village. It was pulled by the sturdy, native duck-like horses common in Alabasta.
Our convoy had three sections: the front carried the maid driver who guided the horses, the middle (and most opulent) was ours—with a comfortable sofa that folded into a bed, a small table laden with food and drinks, and windows on both sides plus viewing panels front and back that could be opened to speak with the driver or rear maid.
The back carriage held luggage and another maid ready to assist at a moment's notice.
This was one of the most expensive royal carriages in Alabasta—luxurious, private, and perfectly suited for long desert journeys.
I gazed out the window at the endless golden dunes stretching in every direction. No vegetation, no water—just sand and scorching heat. For the first time, I truly understood how vital water was to survival in a country like this.
"Son-in-law ♥ You really can summon the rain ♥ It's a miracle ♥ Slurp… Slurp… ♥"
Queen Titi was already on her knees between my legs. She had her mouth wrapped eagerly around my cock. Her tongue was swirling hungrily as she bobbed her head into my dick. She was moaning with every wet suck of my dick down her throat.
"Haa ♥… Haa ♥… Splurp… ♥ You did what Joy Boy could do ♥ Splurp… ♥ Lick… ♥ Bringing hope to the people… ♥"
She was sucking my dick with desperate hunger, even dipping lower to lick and suck my balls while her fingers worked frantically between her own thighs. She was using her mouth-pussy to pleasure my dick while finger-fucking her real pussy.
"Glup… Kiss… Kiss… Kiss ♥♥"
Her lewd slurping filled the carriage. One of the maids was even peeking enviously through the small side window. She had cheeks flushed as she watched her queen serve me like a devoted slut.
Swoosh…! Grab…!
"Haaaa ♥ Mmmm… ♥"
I reached down and squeezed her lewd ass. She trembled violently in pleasure and began moaning around my dick as fresh waves of pleasure rolled through her body.
I was getting close—thrusting deeper into her throat, face-fucking her with steady rhythm—when I suddenly noticed the maid still watching through the window. She was watching us with her eyes wide while biting her lip in barely contained arousal.
She was in desperate need of pleasure.