Solo Pirating - Chapter 80

Chapter 80

20th of April 1522
Alabasta

Robin finished washing the last of Moria's scratches, her fingers deftly applying compresses to his wounds. Despite the battlefield’s brutality, he had been fortunate. The injuries were superficial, not requiring the expertise of Dr. Hogback. The warm water mixed with blood and grime, pooling on the floor as Robin's meticulous care restored a semblance of order to his battered body.

"That should do it," Robin said softly, her voice a soothing balm in the quiet room. She stood, her movements graceful and fluid, the soft rustle of her clothing a counterpoint to the steady hum of the ornate lanterns.

She moved behind him, her hands sliding over his shoulders to massage his neck and back. Moria’s initial tension melted away under her expert touch. He grunted from the pleasure, the knots in his muscles slowly unwinding. As her fingers pressed into his flesh, her body leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his back. The sheer fabric of her blouse did little to mask the warmth and softness of her curves, and the scent of her mingled with the exotic spices in the air.

Robin’s touch was almost erotic, each stroke a blend of professionalism and intimate care. Her tight black pencil skirt hugged her hips and ended just above her knees, accentuating her shapely legs. The sheer white blouse, unbuttoned enough to reveal the delicate lace of her bra, accentuated her ample bosom. Her high heels clicked softly on the polished floor, adding a rhythm to her movements. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her striking eyes, filled with both intelligence and a hint of longing.

Moria’s breathing slowed, his eyes half-closed as he savored the sensations. Robin's hands moved with a practiced grace, each motion deliberate and sensual. She kneaded the tension from his muscles, her touch both firm and gentle.

"Thank you, Robin," Moria murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. He reluctantly pulled away from her touch, the loss of her warmth leaving a lingering ache. His eyes, now clear and focused, turned to the ethereal panel before him, eager to see his next mission.

The screen flickered, revealing a new set of objectives. Hmmm…It was the first time he had two quest chain, and not one.

[Quest Chain - Pombero's inheritance]

Unlock in 29 days 18 hours 07 minutes

Strange…But he would have to wait. And the Class Upgrade Quest was already available

[Quest Chain - Class Upgrade Quest]

To upgrade your Class from [Prince of the Abyss]  to [King of Darkness]

Subquests:

Have a Fate of at least SSS: 0/1

Have a Potential of at least SSS: 1/1

Main Quest 1: [Revenge in Blood] : 0/5

Main Quest 2 : [Road to Laugh Tale] :  0/4

Secondary Quest 1 : [A Court, A Kingdom and a Champion II] : 0/3

Secondary Quest 2 : [Empresses for the Emperor] : 0/3

Hidden Quest 1 [?] : 0/3 (1/3, 2/3, 2/3)

Hidden Quest 2 [?] : 0/1

Main Quest 1 : [Revenge in Blood]

Kaido humiliated you and killed all your crewmates. Take revenge.

Objectives:

Kill Kaido with your own hands and by your own blade: 0/1

Become the new Shogun of Want: 0/1

Recruit at least six of his headliners, including two Tobiroppos: 0/6 (0/2; 0/4)

Have your living subordinates defeat the Three Superstars: 0/3

Have your shadows or living subordinates defeat ten headliners, including three Tobiroppos: 0/10 (0/3)

Moria's eyes widened as he read through the new quest, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him. The objectives were daunting, each one a monumental task in its own right, but the thought of finally exacting his revenge on Kaido sent a thrill of satisfaction through his veins. His muscles, still tense from the battle, began to relax under Robin's expert massage, her touch soothing and sensual. He felt a surge of determination, pleased with the prospect of becoming the new Shogun of Wano and gaining powerful allies among Kaido's ranks. The challenge was intimidating, but the vision of plunging his blade into Kaido's heart fueled his resolve. Moria let out a low, satisfied chuckle, relishing the thought of killing that monstrous tyrant with his own hands, finally bringing justice to his fallen crewmates.

Main Quest 2 : [Road to Laugh Tale]

You want to become the Pirate King, huh ?

Read the Four Road Poneglyphs : 0/4

The task of reading the Four Road Poneglyphs seemed deceptively simple, simpler than the first task, but was, in reality, a monumental challenge. He knew the rumors that Big Mom possessed one Poneglyph and Kaido another, raising the daunting prospect of confronting two Emperors. The unknown locations of the remaining two Poneglyphs were also a big problem. Robin's fingers moved to his scalp, massaging with a gentle yet firm touch, momentarily easing his worries. Brief thoughts of a risky alliance with Big Mom crossed his mind.

Secondary Quest 1- [A Court, A Kingdom and a Champion II]

A Court :

Have ten living subordinates with more than 4 000 Dourikis : 0/10

A Kingdom :

Take control of three New World islands with leaders whose Fate stats are S-ranked or higher: 0/3

A Champion :

Have a living subordinate with more than 12 000 Dourikis : 0/1

The most difficult part was going to be the ten subordinates above 4,000. It might seem like not a lot, but it was stronger than he had originally been. Recruiting new people already above 4,000? No, they would already have a personality, probably a crew, and would not be faithful. It was better to raise the already loyal people. But it would take a long time, even if he could help them improve their potential with Shadows. The process would demand patience and relentless training, molding them into the powerful force he needed. He envisioned the grueling sessions, the sweat, the blood, the relentless push beyond their limits. Every step would be a test of their loyalty and endurance.

From behind, Robin's hands started massaging his chest, her fingers spreading warmth over his pectorals. Her touch was firm yet gentle, each movement designed to ease his tension and remind him of her presence. The soothing rhythm of her hands grounded him, pulling him back from his turbulent thoughts. Her fingers pressed into his muscles, drawing out the stiffness and stress that had accumulated from the day's battles. She moved with a deliberate, rhythmic motion, kneading the hard knots beneath his skin. The warmth of her hands seeped into his body, mingling with the exotic scent of spices and incense that filled the room.

Secondary Quest 2  - [Empresses for the Emperor]

With Whitebeard's death, there is three emperors left. And each of them have at least one sexy daughter. You know what you have to do

Fuck the daughter of Shanks : 0/1

Fuck a daughter of Big Mom : 0/1

And, the best for the end : Fuck and Recruit the daughter of Kaido : 0/1

Moria's grin widened into a laugh, his deep voice resonating through the room. "Kaido has a daughter! Hah! Amazing!" His laughter was a dark melody, filling the air with a twisted sense of glee. As the echoes of his laughter faded, Moria's mind quickly returned to the mission at hand. An alliance through marriage with Big Mom seemed like a strategic move. Her Poneglyph was a valuable prize, and her daughter another conquest.

Robin, feeling a rare moment of daring, wrapped her arms around him from behind. Her full breasts pressed softly against his back, and he could feel the steady beat of her heart through the thin fabric of her blouse. The warmth of her body seeped into him, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating thoughts that usually occupied his mind. "What do you find so funny, my Lord?" she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur against his ear, her breath warm and intoxicating.

Moria was momentarily caught off guard by Robin's unexpected closeness. Was she suggesting something more, testing the waters of their relationship? The press of her body, the softness of her curves, and the sweet scent of her hair were intoxicating distractions. He decided to utilize his new skill, peering through the shadow he had implanted in her mind. Though he couldn't read her exact thoughts, he sensed her calculation, her apprehension, and sincere curiosity—and a bit of interest.

Analyzing these sensations, he realized she wasn't completely into him yet, but there was potential. She was testing his control, respect, and boundaries. This brought a sly smile to his lips. For someone as valuable as Robin, with her unique ability to read Poneglyphs, he could afford to be patient. Her loyalty and devotion were worth the effort.

Slowly, he disentangled himself from her embrace and stood up, turning to face her. His tall frame cast a shadow over her, the flickering lanterns casting an almost ethereal glow on his pale skin.

Moria turned to Robin, his expression softening slightly. "Thank you for your diligent care and the thorough massage, Robin. Your attention to detail is invaluable."

Robin blinked, momentarily taken aback by the formality and sincerity in his voice. A faint blush crept up her cheeks, and she offered a pleased smile. "You're welcome, my Lord. I'm always here to assist you."

Moria nodded, appreciating her response. For a moment, thoughts of the Random Blessed Box flickered through his mind. The temptation to open it and discover its contents was strong, but he decided against it. Now was not the time. There were more pressing matters demanding his attention.

"Now, give me the full debrief," he commanded, his full attention focused on Robin.

Robin straightened, her professionalism and poise returning. Her deep, dark eyes met his, filled with both curiosity and a hint of desire. The sheer fabric of her blouse clung to her curves, hinting at the delicate lace beneath. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her face and highlighting the sharp angles of her cheekbones.

"The reaction to the war is still unfolding. There are no newspapers yet, as it has just concluded, so we will have to wait until tomorrow for the full public response. However, initial reports suggest that it's being seen as a significant victory for the Marines, partially thanks to your actions. The only lament is your supposed death. The Marines did not lose any admirals, while Whitebeard's crew suffered tremendous losses, including half of their Commanders. You personally accounted for a third of those losses, and lastly they lost Whitebeard himself."

Moria's grin widened at the thought, relishing the chaos he had sown. "Go on."

"Public opinion of you is shaping up positively. You were seen as courageous, strong, but not overly bloody or creepy. This will help in garnering both support and fear - well, credibility as a strong fighter, which are crucial for your plans."

Robin then shifted to Dressrosa. "To everyone's surprise, the takeover was incredibly easy. Most of the fighters had gone to Thriller Bark. Dressrosa is now under the control of Viola, with Bege supporting - and monitoring - her on site. The people see you and Viola as their saviors for killing Doflamingo and freeing their country. The toys that transformed back into humans were instrumental in quickly changing public opinion on Doflamingo, who was revered just a few hours ago. We have taken over the SMILE factory, which is now under new management, but we did not free the dwarves. Lastly, we captured Sugar herself—she is currently asleep, thanks to Hogback's drugs."

Moria cackled, the sound low and sinister. "Excellent."

"The attack on Thriller Bark was successfully repelled. Most of the attackers are dead, but Nami captured a few of the officers to play around with."

Moria's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "I will congratulate them myself."

Robin hesitated, then added, "There are rumors of sightings of Nika himself."

Moria's interest piqued. "Was it a boy? With a straw hat?"

Robin looked genuinely surprised that he knew. "Yes, exactly that". Bege had described a muscular boy with a Vice Admiral transforming into Nika. This had sparked considerably her curiosity. Nika was an old god. Did he truly exist? And how did Moria know about him?

Moria smiled, pleased that her curiosity was piqued. "Let's just say there are many ancient secrets in this world, Robin. Some of which are more relevant than others. Keep digging. You might find more than you expect."

Robin, feeling bold and really curious, placed a hand on his bare chest, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of his muscles. "Are you sure you can't tell me about it?" she asked, her voice a seductive whisper.

Moria gently took her hand, his touch firm yet gentle, and led her to sit back. "I'll tell you," he said with a sly grin, "but only if you sit on my lap while I explain."

Robin's eyes sparkled with intrigue and mischief as she moved with deliberate grace, straddling his lap and settling each leg on either side of his thighs. As she eased down, her skirt rode up, revealing lacy black panties that contrasted sharply against her tanned skin. The sheer fabric barely hid her mound, the dark hair clearly visible through the lace. Her seductive movements and the explicit sight of her nearly exposed body heightened Moria's senses, the heat of her closeness and the intimate view of her panties leaving nothing to the imagination.

Robin leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. "I'm listening," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr.

Moria's hands rested on her hips, holding her steady as he began to speak. "As I discovered, there are mythical Zoan fruits that are more than just legend. There actually is a mythical Zoan for being the god Nika. This particular fruit has been eaten by none other than a man named Monkey D. Luffy, the son of the revolutionary Dragon and the Marine Hero."

Robin's eyes widened with interest, her curiosity deepening. "So, this Monkey D. Luffy possesses the power of a god?"

Moria nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "Indeed. The myths, it seems - well, it's my theory, often come from the observation of these mythical Zoan users themselves, rather than the reverse. The powers they exhibit are what give birth to the legends."

Robin's fingers played with the fabric of his shirt, her mind racing with possibilities. "Does that mean that the other gods of old also had Zoan fruits? Like the gods of Rain, Earth, and Forest?"

Moria's grin widened. "It's very possible. If Nika's powers are real, then the other gods' powers might have originated from similar Zoan fruits. These fruits might hold the key to understanding the true nature of these ancient deities."