After hypnotizing the last sailor on board, Dier finally let out a relieved sigh.
For several consecutive days, apart from eating and sleeping, he had been constantly working behind the scenes to manipulate the crew members.
Now, he had finally turned all twenty-one people on the ship into his allies.
Along the way, he had learned many of their stories.
Take Narcissa for example—a woman determined to surpass men.
Her story was simple, extremely so.
Her parents had a son, so she was abandoned.
When she grew up, she found a boyfriend, only for that boyfriend to find another boyfriend.
From then on, Narcissa became a relentless overachiever, striving to surpass men in both knowledge and strength.
"Tsk, what a bizarre experience," Dier mused, leisurely making his way back to his cabin.
Over these four days, his bounty had multiplied tenfold, skyrocketing to ten million Belly.
This time, even Hina had been given a bounty of one million.
The incident of killing the king of a non-affiliated country ultimately couldn't be concealed.
Although he had left the castle in his two-meter-tall Beast Form and later specifically had Bege destroy the surveillance in the castle,
many townspeople had seen his original appearance, so it wasn't surprising that the truth had leaked.
The newspaper used a photo of him with Hina and Robin hanging off him, likely taken by someone at the port.
The news even dubbed them the "youngest pirate crew in history," with the bounties increasing the younger they were.
Fourteen-year-old Hina: one million. Twelve-year-old Dier: ten million. Ten-year-old Robin: seventy-nine million.
In the past, there had indeed been cases of young individuals with high bounties.
For example, Charlotte Linlin, who had carried a sixty-million bounty at a very young age.
And hers was earned through actual combat, unlike Robin, who had inexplicably been blamed for destroying a warship.
There were always prodigies who made a name for themselves at a very young age.
But a pirate crew like Dier's, where none of the three members were even old enough to drink, was unprecedented.
Because of this, they made headlines, and the name Kali Dier spread across the world for the first time.
If "belief" could directly translate into power, he might have already ascended to become a top-tier fighter overnight.
Unfortunately, his cheat ability didn't work that way—"belief" only raised his potential ceiling.
But there were still benefits.
For instance, his Flame Ability, the only one known to the public, now had a significantly higher potential limit.
If it was previously 1/1, now it was roughly 1/1000, or even more.
The first number represented his current level, while the latter was the maximum he could achieve.
Increased fame naturally attracted more hunters, but Dier wasn't too worried about that.
Ever since leaving that small cargo ship, Robin had been using her abilities to alter their appearances, eliminating the risk of being recognized.
Besides, they were still drifting at sea, making the chances of being found negligible.
Life at sea was mostly dull and monotonous, so they all found ways to pass the time.
Inspired by Narcissa and now being a wanted criminal herself, Hina began physical training, running laps around the deck every day.
Dier spent his days fishing or eating various foods.
He had two dreams: to travel the world and to become the strongest in the world while lying down.
The two weren't mutually exclusive—the more places they visited, the more people would be hypnotized, and the passive ability of "physical constitution constantly strengthening" would naturally grow stronger as well.
With the Flame Devourer's ability, even his daily eating and drinking counted as training.
Various abilities had been integrated into everyday life.
He would attach lightning power to his fishing rod and cast the line to fish.
Though he still came up empty-handed every time, the sailors using landing nets beside him had bountiful catches.
The Flame Power became a barbecue grill, while the still-weak Water Flow Ability hadn't found much use yet.
The crow's nest had become Robin's domain—the view was broader there, making it easier to spot nameless islands.
Unfortunately, after three days, that nameless island still hadn't appeared.
Even with a general area in mind, finding a small island in the vast ocean was no easy task.
It wasn't until the morning of the fifth day that Robin spotted the island through her telescope in the northwest direction.
The ship immediately changed course, heading northwest.
"Ahh?!"
A cry of surprise rang out from the crow's nest, tinged with disbelief.
Dier, who had been sitting on the ship's edge eating, looked up curiously.
"What's wrong? Is there something strange about that island?"
"No, they're not..."
Robin stammered, her face flushed red, before finally tossing the telescope down.
"See for yourself."
Snap.
Dier caught the telescope, frowning.
Could there be something other than primitive people there? It seemed this journey to find the Poneglyph wouldn't be smooth sailing.
He raised the telescope, standing on the ship's edge to peer into the distance, finally making out the small island.
The entire island was covered in green forests, with only a stretch of sandy beach near the ocean's edge.
Five female primitive people in brown grass skirts were fiddling with a bonfire on the beach, seemingly preparing to roast their prey.
Wait—
Dier froze, lowering the telescope with a puzzled expression before rubbing his eyes and raising it again.
Five women in brown grass skirts, with very short hair...
"What did you see?"
Hina curiously leaned over. Why were both Dier and Robin acting like this? Had they seen something strange?
"See for yourself."
Taking the telescope, Hina raised it and saw five figures in brown...
"Oh my, they're not..."
Hina couldn't help but gasp softly, her cheeks visibly reddening.
She saw the five primitive women in brown grass skirts, their hair very short.
Aside from one warrior woman who wore an additional chest wrap, the other four had nothing else on.
No shoes, no hats, no tops.
"I... I remember, in the book's photos, they were dressed..."
She lowered the telescope, flustered. Even if they were truly primitive people, they should know the difference between men and women and wear appropriate clothing.
Not like them, leaving two footballs exposed to the open air.
Besides, the illustrated book she had seen the other day had photos—they were indeed dressed in grass skirts and fang necklaces.
But the women had clearly been wearing chest wraps made of tanned animal hide.
"Hina doesn't understand!"
"We'll figure it out once we land."
Dier pinched the bridge of his nose. They were already here—no matter how strange it was, they had to check it out.
The ship advanced slowly but steadily toward the nameless island.
The telescope temporarily became the treasure on the ship. There were three in total—one in Dier's hands, while the other two became objects of fierce competition among the sailors.
Hypnosis didn't alter a person's character. To be precise, aside from their complete obedience to Dier, they remained unchanged.
After such a long voyage at sea, these restless brutes were itching for some entertainment.
"Hand it over, it's my turn to look!"
"Piss off! Go bother Nock if you want one. I'm not done yet."
Amid the sailors' clamor, the ship gradually approached the nameless island.
The five women on the beach had already spotted them. One of them dashed into the forest, while the remaining four stood ready with spears in hand.