The otioled.

  Thor returo Beast Isnd.

  “Mom, that guy was so weak…”

  He lifted his leg and mimicked a kig motion as he spoke. “I barely tapped him, and he went down!”

  “All right, all right, we get it—you’re amazing. Sting already!”

  Gerd smacked him lightly on the head, her expression exasperated.

  But deep down, she couldn’t help feeling proud.

  After all, he was her son.

  Thanks to the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Thor possessed lightning-fast speed.

  His already monstrous physical strength lified to unimaginable levels by his enhanced speed.

  In fact, even among the elite ranks of the Totto Land Kingdom—the Five Camities and the Eight Vajras—only the stro few within the 72 Pilrs of Demons could withstand his attacks.

  This was Thor’s advantage as a “born monster.” While not as absurdly gifted as the first geion, like Linlin and El, his power was still incredible.

  And with a top-tier Logia ability like the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, eleven-year-old Thor was nearly untouchable.

  There were undoubtedly many powerful figures in the world who could defeat him, but the number of people who could actually capture him could be ted on one hand.

  “That should’ve been my fight!”

  Dal, the third eldest, bared his teeth in frustration.

  “No way—it should’ve been me!” Sif, the sed eldest, retorted angrily, hands on her hips.

  “It makes more sense for me to go,” Willie, the fourth eldest, chimed in zily. “You’re both to—you’d end the fight too quickly. I’d make it more iing!”

  “You? As if! If your holy fmes touyohey’ll just turn to ashes!” Sif snapped, gring at him.

  “Hey, I wanna go too!” Little Eden, the sixth eldest, raised his haedly.

  “Hehehe, t me in!” said Frey, the seventh child, ughing as he tugged at his hair.

  “No, it should definitely be me!” piped up six-year-old Ares, a true prodigy whose power rivaled that of his father El at the same age.

  “And us too!”

  Five-year-old Hyde (the ninth) and Athena (the tenth) eagerly joihe chorus.

  “You little brats haven’t even passed your tests yet,” Gerd scolded, brandishing a stick as she bonked each of their heads in turn. “Don’t even think about it! Get back to your training!”

  “Mamamama, such lively kids… Double the training load for today!” Linlin decred with a ugh.

  “Ahh?! Nooo!”

  “Please, Mama Linlin, we’re sorry!”

  The rowdy group of children immediately paheir faces falling as they pleaded for mercy.

  Just then, the sound of spshing water caught their attention.

  Two figures emerged from the sea.

  “Huh?”

  “Jien?”

  Linlin and Gerd looked up in surprise.

  It was her thaiger Jien, one of the embers of the Fallen Angel Pirates.

  Beside him stood a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy with a striking red body, thick lips, and other Fish-Maures like webbed hands and fins.

  “Uncle Jien!”

  Thor, Sif, Dal, and the reeted him enthusiastically.

  As a long-time member of the Fallen Angel Pirates, Jien was well-known to the childreen brought them delicious treats and fun tris from Fish-Man Isnd, earning their affe.

  “Linlin-sama, Gerd-sama, I see you’re busy training the young princes and princesses…”

  Shaking off the water droplets from his body, Jien smiled and said, “I just got back from Fish-Man Isnd. I thought El-sama would be here!”

  As a member of the Dream House, and given his retionship with Linlin, Gerd, and the others, Jien wasn’t usually this formal. Apart from using honorifics when addressing El, he generally called everyone else by name.

  However, with Totto Land Kingdom’s rapid development, growing influence, and increasing formalization, the attitudes of the cadre members had also shifted. While it wasn’t to the point of reverence or fear toward Linlin, Gerd, and the other leaders, there was now a scious respect, reflected in the use of honorifics like “-sama” or “prince” and “princess.”

  “So tall, and with webbed hands…”

  The young Fish-Man beside Jien looked around at the t figures of Thor, Sif, and the rest, his wide eyes filled with shock. “So these are the Giant Rad the Lunarian Race?”

  Even the “shorter” members, like Willie, stood over three meters tall. And given their youth, it was clear they hadn’t yet reached their physical limits. This potential for further growth left the young Fish-Man in awe.

  “Tiger, stop gawking. Show some respect…”

  Jien tapped the boy on the head, scolding him gently. “This is Linlin-sama and Gerd-sama, the two royal sorts of Totto Land. And these are the princes and princesses!”

  “Greetings, Your Majesty. Greetings, Yhnesses!”

  Realizing his mistake, Fisher Tiger quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

  “o be so formal,” Linlin said with a smile, giving him a once-over. “I heard Jien took on a disciple from Fish-Man Isnd. That must be yht?”

  “Yes, Linlin-sama,” Fisher Tiger responded nervously. “I’m hoo be training under my master in Fish-Man Karate.”

  After all, standing before him were some of the most powerful figures in Totto Land, known across the seas for their terrifying strength. Even the young princes and princesses, though still children, were prodigiously talented and frighteningly powerful.

  Thanks to the Fallen Angel Pirates’ prote, Fish-Man Isnd had been spared from the chaos of rising pirate activity and human traffickers. Flying the Totto Land fg deterred anyone from targeting Fish-Man Isnd or its people, providing mueeded pead stability.

  “Hoho, Tiger here has great potential,” Jien said with pride. “He might even surpass me one day!”

  It’s worth noting that the Eight Vajras—the top-tier batants of the Fallen Angel Pirates—had seen signifit ges i years. As senior members like Tsuru, Sally, and Lillian took on more field missions, their activities drew the attention of the Wover. Although they didn’t qualify as “Camities,” their growing strength and tributions earhem spots in the Eight Vajras, surpassing others like Saul and the Ace brothers, who were relegated to the 72 Pilrs of Demons.

  Jiee his uing training and strength parable to that of a Navy vice-admiral, also failed to break into the Vajras and had to settle for a spot among the top ten of the 72 Pilrs. This had been a signifit regret for him. Still, he couldn’t deny the overwhelming strength of the Eight Vajras:

  Schemer Tsuru

  Shapeshifter Witch Sally

  Evil Eye Lillian

  Barrier King Francis Bangi

  Butcher Hajrudin

  Little Devil Little Oz

  Gryphon Moss

  Ant King Quinn

  Each of these warriors was an absolute powerhouse, and Jien had no choice but to admit his inferiority. Because of this, he pced great hopes on his disciple Fisher Tiger, believing the boy might one day surpass him.

  “Mamamama! Then we’ll look forward to seeing what he achieve!”

  Linlin and Gerd exged smiles.

  Under El’s leadership, every ambitious and capable cadre member in Totto Land pursued stant self-improvement. Whether it was Flea Man Rock, Gryphon Moss, or Ant King Quinn, all had made incredible progress. The petition for rank was fierce.

  Even the Ace brothers, who had far surpassed the Giant Warrior Pirates’ leaders Blue Ogre Dorry and Red Ogre Brogy, were forced out of the Eight Vajras and into the 72 Pilrs of Demons. Of course, if the two brothers joined forces, their birength would be far greater than the sum of their parts. However, the ranking of the Eight Vajras was based purely on individual strength. Even warriors like Shimotsuki Kouzaburou and Sky Giant Helen, who hadn’t yet joihe Eight Vajras, could defeat the Ace brothers in one-on-one bat. As such, the brothers could only remain in the 72 Pilrs for now.

  Bleam