Grimm felt that his speed in killing pirates completely surpassed the Navy's. However, even so, it was still the peak of the Great Pirate Era, and the number of pirates remained high. He wondered when the government would introduce the "Seven Warlords of the Sea" system.
Grimm sat on the ship's railing and rested his eyes for a while. He suddenly opened them and used his "Insight Holy Seal" to sense that there were people about ten nautical miles away.
"Is it still a pirate ship? Or is it the Navy?"
With this thought, Grimm ordered the only surviving helmsman to steer the ship in that direction. The "Insight Holy Seal" could only sense the presence of people, but unlike a Thousand-Mile Eye, it couldn't discern who they were.
Grimm aimed at the ship. It was neither Navy nor pirate. On the surface, it appeared to be a merchant ship.
Merchant ships weren't that easy to rob, generally speaking.
Typically, merchant ships would hire bounty hunters or similar individuals for defense against pirates.
However, it was still an era rampant with pirates, so merchant ships daring to sail openly on the Grand Line were indeed rare.
On the merchant ship, a white-haired woman standing on the crow's nest patrol platform saw the rapid changes in the sponge-like waves and shouted to the people below, "Everyone, at three o'clock, a ship is approaching us!"
The people below didn't look like greedy businessmen. They were all holding books and wearing glasses, exuding an scholarly aura.
Upon hearing the woman's shout from the patrol platform, they were startled. Another man wearing glasses shouted, "Everyone, quickly! Steer the ship in the opposite direction!"
Although the woman on the patrol platform didn't say it was a pirate ship, who else would be specifically approaching their inconspicuous three-masted sailing ship besides pirates?
The Navy? Would the Navy approach you for no reason? This dilapidated ship doesn't even have a pirate flag; there's no need to investigate.
This group had been sailing the Grand Line for some time, relying on their excellent navigation and evasion skills to survive until now with their extremely low combat power.
"It's a pirate ship! The captain's bounty is 50 million Belly, the Spurs Pirates!"
The white-haired woman let out a cry of nervousness. When she saw the person sitting on a chair at the bow of the ship, she was even more astonished into speechlessness. After a while, she hurriedly descended from the ten-meter-high patrol platform.
It was that man. Although many years had passed, his name and picture had frequently appeared on the front pages of newspapers, so the woman had never forgotten him; it was impossible to forget him.
When she descended from the patrol platform, Grimm had already appeared on the deck. Amidst the astonished gazes of the surrounding people, Grimm scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Ordinary people?"
"You, don't make a move!"
The white-haired, coffee-skinned woman suddenly ran in front of Grimm, raising her hands and blocking in front of the others, saying anxiously, "Don't make a move! Th-this is my companion!"
"Ah?"
Grimm's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise at the woman who suddenly stepped forward. Olvia, meanwhile, nervously swallowed. While tense and terrified, she couldn't help but think, "It… has grown so much…"
At that time, Grimm was only about her height, but now she couldn't reach him even if she reached out.
Grimm quietly observed her for a long time before saying, "You're quite a courageous woman. Are you Nico Robin's mother!"
Olvia hadn't ruled out the possibility of meeting Grimm again. To her, they were on two different parallel lines, destined never to cross again.
Because Grimm frequently appeared in newspapers, it was difficult for Olvia to forget him.
If she met this pirate who had once saved her life again, what would his reaction be? Kill her? Ignore her?
But no matter what, Olvia could never have imagined that Grimm, upon seeing her, would say in a voice only she could hear, "Are you Nico Robin's mother?" This sentence left her momentarily speechless.
"That's… Grimm, right?"
A woman whose appearance was far less striking than Olvia's, with shoulder-length black hair and heavy glasses like the bottom of a beer bottle, looked at Grimm and said in disbelief, "A pirate who dominated the headlines a couple of years ago, with a bounty over 1 billion Belly!"
"1 billion? Don't joke!"
"Why did we encounter such a monster!"
Although there was a saying on the sea that "bounty" didn't necessarily equate to personal strength, exceeding "1 billion" was simply too terrifying.
Grimm slowly walked up to Olvia. Amidst her confused gaze, he roughly lifted her chin with his index finger.
While such an action between a man and a woman could be very romantic, Grimm's action made Olvia's companions believe he was about to kill someone.
Indeed, the descriptions of Grimm in the news were among the "most prolific pirate killers in history."
Immediately, a crew member intended to retrieve a gun hidden in a corner of the ship's hold. Olvia, although unable to move due to Grimm's control, still had her pupils darting towards the other party.
Seeing the crew member making a move to shoot, she quickly stopped him, "Hurry, everyone, stop!"
Upon hearing Olvia's words, the man who had been aiming his gun froze. After a few seconds, he still lowered his gun.
Grimm, as if he hadn't noticed someone attempting to shoot him, curved his lips slightly and released Olvia. "Take me to Ohara. I want to meet your daughter, Nico Robin!"
This time, Grimm's voice was loud, and almost everyone heard it.
"Ah?"
Everyone was stunned, then relieved, feeling a sense of surviving a calamity. They also felt a sense of pressure being lifted. Going to Ohara was their return route, so it was quite coincidental.
Grimm found a chair and sat down. "Do you have any beer? Or any food?"
"I'll get it for you right away!" Soon, Olvia returned with a giant piece of meat and kicked a beer barrel over.
"Grimm? It's okay to call you that, right?" Olvia asked timidly.
"Whatever you like!"
"How do you know my daughter?" Olvia asked curiously.
"Ah…"
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Half a month later, Mary Geoise, the Holy Land.
The old man with white long hair and a "Mountain" shaped mustache was still perusing a cultural history book written by Dr. Kuroha from Ohara in the West Blue, reading it carefully.
The other four Five Elders listened solemnly as a "CP" agent, standing before them, reported on a critical secret.
This CP agent, wearing a dark blue suit, said, "Yes, as just stated, we initially thought it was a merchant ship hijacked by Grimm. Later, this merchant ship actually headed to Ohara. We discovered that everyone on that merchant ship were historical scholars from Ohara!"
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