ONE PIECE: THE GREAT VOYAGE

It didn't take long for Caesar to soar over the vast seas, propelled by his immense will and power. His destination was an uncharted island in the South Blue, where whispers of a legendary Devil Fruit had piqued his interest.

Upon arriving at a small coastal town, he randomly selected an island to land on and purchased a map of the Vengley Kingdom from a local merchant. The transaction was swift—he had no time for idle chatter.

Immediately afterward, he sprinted toward his goal, his sharp gaze fixed ahead.

The storekeeper, a seasoned trader in all manner of goods, watched Caesar leave. Moments later, a shiver ran down his spine as realization struck—he had seen that face before, in wanted posters with astronomical bounties. His back was drenched in cold sweat as he muttered in shock:

"Was that really... Caesar of the Rocks Pirates?"

With the map as his guide, Caesar swiftly located Vengley Kingdom.

This nation was vast, boasting a flourishing economy and a content population. Such prosperous lands were rare in a world where most nations had submitted to the World Government, seeking protection from marauding pirates and rival states.

Many smaller, unaffiliated kingdoms were either lawless or constantly under siege, their growth stunted by relentless raids. Yet, Vengley Kingdom stood apart—not only had it rejected the World Government's rule, but its development rivaled that of powerful nations.

This intrigued Caesar.

"Interesting," he murmured, hovering in the air, his sharp eyes scanning the kingdom below. "The ruler of this land must be formidable."

Without wasting another moment, he descended toward the royal palace.

The Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit—it had to be his.

Any other Devil Fruit, he might have ignored if acquiring it proved troublesome. But this fruit was different. Fundamentally different.

If negotiations sufficed, he was prepared to barter. No price was too high. He could offer weapons, gold, information, or even favors.

But if diplomacy failed…

He would take what he wanted.

In the Grand Palace of Vengley Kingdom

Within the opulent halls of the palace, Queen Effiete sat upon her throne, her delicate fingers tracing the ridges of the Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit she had received that morning.

A nobleman—one of her persistent suitors—had gifted it to her, unaware of its true value.

She had studied the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia and recognized it immediately.

A Logia-class Devil Fruit—one of the rarest and most powerful types.

She had always dedicated herself to the path of the sword. Never had she considered consuming a Devil Fruit.

But this one…

It was too powerful to ignore.

A great swordsman, even one of her caliber, could only go so far. But with wind itself under her command? She could surpass her limits.

Yet, hesitation gnawed at her. Would abandoning her ability to swim be worth the strength it promised?

As she pondered, an unnatural pressure filled the air.

Her sharp instincts flared—an extraordinary presence was approaching fast.

Her expression shifted, and in an instant, her jade-like hand gripped the hilt of the legendary sword "Chihiro's Edge" beside her throne.

"This presence..." she muttered, her eyes flashing with vigilance.

"Someone truly dangerous has arrived."

An Unstoppable Force

The palace guards stationed outside never stood a chance.

Before they could react, a shadow had already breached the throne room, walking in as though the palace belonged to him.

Effiete remained seated, gripping her sword tightly.

The intruder was no ordinary man.

Then, she saw his face.

Her eyes widened.

"King Caesar…?" she murmured in disbelief.

Her reaction did not go unnoticed. A smirk curled at the corner of Caesar's lips as he locked eyes with the woman sitting upon the throne.

But his attention quickly shifted.

In her other hand, she held the Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit.

There was no doubt.

He had found it.

Effiete, too, noticed where his gaze lingered.

She had heard the rumors—Caesar, the self-proclaimed 'King of the Seas,' a man whose name struck fear across the world. His conquests, his power, his relentless pursuit of strength.

And now, here he was, standing in her palace, eyes burning with desire.

For the fruit.

For power.

For domination.

She knew why he had come.

Yet, rather than cowering, a smile touched her lips.

A Duel of Fate

"Heavenly King Caesar," she said, her voice calm yet filled with regal authority.

"You break into my palace uninvited. What is it you seek?"

"Perhaps…" She tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable.

"To mock me? For being a woman and a ruler?"

As she spoke, a wave of invisible force exploded from her body.

The air itself trembled.

Caesar instantly recognized it.

Conqueror's Haki.

He had experienced it countless times, but to feel such a powerful presence from an unknown figure—it surprised even him.

Few women had ever awakened this power.

Charlotte Linlin.

Boa Hancock.

Yamato.

And now, another.

And her Haki wasn't weak.

"Hoh? A female Conqueror?" he mused, intrigued.

Effiete's piercing gaze locked onto him. She could see the gears turning in his head.

Caesar chuckled and strode forward, stopping just before her throne. His voice was calm, confident.

"I'm not here to belittle women, Queen Effiete."

"I'm simply surprised. The rumors of a powerful swordsman-king never mentioned a woman."

His words carried no malice. Only genuine curiosity.

Effiete studied him carefully.

He was testing her.

She glanced at the Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit in her hand, then back at the legendary pirate before her.

Then, she smirked.

"Heavenly King Caesar," she said slowly, tracing a finger along the blade of her sword.

"I know you're strong."

"I've heard the stories—a master of multiple combat styles, a man whose strength rivals the world's strongest."

"I've always sought the pinnacle of swordsmanship," she continued, eyes blazing with determination.

"And now, an opportunity has presented itself."

She stood, raising her sword.

"Defeat me," she declared. "And the Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit is yours."

Caesar's eyes gleamed with excitement.

It had been a while since he had felt a challenge.

A swordswoman with Conqueror's Haki.

This was worth his time.

"Then it's settled," he said with a grin.

He turned and soared into the sky, heading toward a nearby deserted island.

Effiete followed, sword in hand, her blood boiling with anticipation.

This would not be an ordinary duel.

This was a clash of ambition, strength, and destiny.

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