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Chapter 140 - Chapter 140 : Expectations For Kaido

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Warning: There is some heavy nationalism here, just take as a food for the thought.

After Kaido had eaten and drunk his fill, he didn't bother waiting for Ikki and Ace—he simply charged out on his own.

Ikki followed him, observing closely.

At this stage, Kaido had very little combat experience. He relied entirely on his monstrous physical endurance and brute strength. Even when shot or slashed, he barely reacted, continuing to swing the massive anchor he had picked up as a weapon.

That's right… Kaido's weapon was the ship's anchor. That alone spoke volumes about his sheer power.

"Hey… shouldn't we jump in and help?" Ace asked, feeling his hands itch at the sight of the battle.

Ikki glanced at him. "Do you think we need to? These are just a bunch of Marines."

His attention then shifted to the luxury yacht behind them. At this moment, Commodore Ragnar and his men were already completely drunk, partying in the bar. They were so lost in their revelry that they didn't hear a thing happening on the warship.

Turning back to Kaido, who was still swinging the anchor around recklessly, Ikki couldn't help but grimace. Then, a thought struck him—he had obtained a mace from a previous draw.

Acting on the idea, Ikki waved his hand and sent the mace flying toward Kaido.

"Kaido, catch!"

Hearing Ikki's voice, Kaido instinctively reached out. The weapon landed in his hand… but it was barely the size of a baseball bat compared to him.

"This is too small," Kaido muttered, thinking that if it were bigger, it would make a great weapon.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the mace suddenly expanded, growing to a size nearly as large as his entire body.

"Too big… smaller," he murmured again.

Instantly, the mace shrank down to a comfortable size.

With a proper weapon in hand, Kaido's rampage only intensified.

Soon, not a single Marine was left standing.

After wiping out all the Marines on the warship, Kaido walked up to Ikki and handed him the bloodstained mace. "Thanks for the weapon," he said.

Ikki took one look at the blood-covered mace and waved his hand. "Keep it. It's yours."

Ace, watching from the side, was dumbfounded.

"Wait a second, Ikki…" Ace said slowly, piecing things together. "So this is where Kaido's 'magic' mace came from? You're the one who gave it to him?! You realize he used that very mace to destroy a ton of Whitebeard's ships, right?"

Ikki: …

"What the hell? That actually happened?"

Realizing how much of a historical ripple he had just caused, Ikki decided to shift gears. He pulled out the private Marine appointment letter and turned to Kaido.

"Kaido… look at this. We're your saviors, right? How about joining my organization?"

Kaido didn't even hesitate. He took the letter and signed it.

Watching Kaido complete the signing, Ikki briefly considered telling him something—something important. He wanted to warn Kaido that when he attacked Wano in the future, he should make sure to kill Momonosuke without giving him a chance to escape through time.

But… Ace was standing right next to him. And since Kozuki Oden had once been part of Whitebeard's crew, it felt a little awkward to bring up.

Still, Ikki had other ways to handle things. If it came down to it, he could always deal with Momonosuke himself.

In truth, it wasn't just Momonosuke—Ikki had always found Wano as a whole to be insufferable. In the original timeline, he had actually felt some satisfaction when Kaido took over and enslaved the country.

Were people really supposed to be moved by Kozuki Oden's stupidity and naivety? Because Ikki sure wasn't.

And it wasn't just Oden. The rest of the Kozuki family were just as bad—if not worse.

Kozuki Hiyori, Momonosuke's younger sister, had endured over ten years of humiliation to avenge her father's death, which was commendable in spirit—but in reality, she didn't accomplish much. If anything, it felt like she had just been enjoying life.

Aside from pleasing men every day, she seemed to genuinely enjoy her role. In Ikki's opinion, she wasn't just enduring it—she liked her job.

And then there was Momonosuke. Timid, lustful, arrogant, and constantly crying. No wonder so many people wanted to kill him.

As for Kozuki Oden? He was even worse. Despite his immense strength, he had no brains. When Wano's situation worsened and Kurozumi Orochi led Kaido into the country, Oden did nothing—he just kept singing and dancing. It wasn't until Kaido had fully taken control that he suddenly decided to fight, practically walking to his own death.

Then there was Kozuki Sukiyaki, the previous head of the Kozuki family.

After Orochi seized power, Sukiyaki went into hiding as a swordsmith.

He didn't act when Oden was killed.

He didn't act when Wano's people suffered.

He didn't act when Hiyori was taken by Orochi.

He didn't act when Momonosuke was about to be executed.

But the moment Kaido and Orochi were defeated? Suddenly, he reappeared, revealing his identity.

To Ikki, Sukiyaki had no country, no family, no true loyalty to anyone, and his contribution to liberating Wano was negligible. Yet he had the nerve to even consider taking back the position of shogun.

Frankly, even an idiot like Momonosuke would be a better choice than that old man.

Thinking about all this, Ikki felt an overwhelming sense of frustration.

If Kaido had just wiped Wano off the map, that would've been the best outcome. The country itself had no reason to exist.

Wano had fully embraced the rigid class system, and in Ikki's eyes, that system needed to be completely dismantled.

If he were in Kaido's position, he would've issued a sword ban, abolished the so-called "bushido" ideology, and then broken the entire system apart, piece by piece. Once the samurai class was destroyed at its core, the commoners of Wano might have actually thanked Kaido.

After all, in any class-based society, it's always the people at the bottom who suffer the most.

However… the people of Wano had always been a little too servile. Even if the system was abolished, they might not know how to live without it.

Then again, considering Wano's historical inspiration, that wasn't too surprising…

Of course, Ikki couldn't just say he wanted to destroy Wano outright—he still had to maintain his image as a force of justice.

He couldn't openly push for its downfall, but he could at least create obstacles in its path.

As Kaido wiped the blood from his mace, Ikki pulled out a book from his space ring.

The title read: The True Meaning of Eight Trigrams Boxing.

Unlike fictional techniques with supernatural energy, Eight Trigrams Boxing was a practical martial art. It didn't rely on inner energy or mystical forces—it was purely about techniques and movements.

For someone like Kaido, who already had an inhumanly strong body and immense Haki, internal energy didn't matter at all. What did matter was refining his combat techniques. If he could master some of these Eight Trigrams moves and integrate them into his own fighting style, it would drastically increase his strength.

And if Kaido's strength improved enough, he might be able to kill that idiot Oden in one strike. That would spare him from getting thrown into a boiling pot like some tragic fool.

Just as Ikki handed Kaido the book, another thought crossed his mind—Kaido's mentally challenged daughter, Yamato.

Ikki didn't have a problem with Yamato herself. But Yamato, the Oden fanboy? That was something he could never understand.

It was like being in a room where people were debating their favorite musicians—some were fans of JJ Lin, some liked Jay Chou, others preferred Andy Lau. And then, suddenly, someone stood up and proudly declared:

"I'm a fan of Brother Ji."

It made no sense.

But then again, Yamato's obsession with Oden was easy enough to explain. She had been raised under Kaido's oppressive rule, and suddenly, along came this legendary figure who not only stood up to her father but was also widely loved. It was only natural that under all those layers of admiration and psychological rebellion, she'd become a devoted fan.

Still… that didn't mean she had to be an idiot about it.

Thinking ahead, Ikki pulled out another book:

"Educating Children Should Start from Childhood."

If Kaido actually took the time to read this, his parenting skills might improve just enough to prevent Yamato from growing into a full-blown Oden-obsessed lunatic.

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