Inside the palace, in the resplendent and magnificent hall, Mikasa knelt on one knee, her gaze fixed firmly on Roy, who sat upon the divine throne.
Surrounded around Mikasa were Captain Levi Ackerman, Armin, and the others, their expressions equally solemn.
"Mr. Roy, please save Eren."
With the defeat of Ymir the Founder, the era of the Titans, which had once been glorious, had come to an end.
However, Eren had become overly reliant on that power and had long since burned through his life force. At this moment, he was like a candle flickering in the wind, his flame of life about to be extinguished as he suffered the cruel backlash of the Titan power.
Mikasa had tried every method she could think of, but none could save Eren's life.
Yet, in this moment of despair, a glimmer of hope remained. She knew that Roy, this being of supreme divine power, could surely save Eren.
"Mr. Roy, you must have a way to save Eren." Mikasa lowered her head, her voice filled with pleading.
At the same time, from the side of the divine throne, Queen Historia also bowed slightly.
Roy lightly tapped the armrest of his throne, the crisp sound echoing unusually loudly in the quiet hall.
His gaze drifted over Mikasa, carrying a hint of amusement and consideration.
"Reviving Eren is no difficult matter for me." Roy's words instantly stirred an indescribable joy within Mikasa's heart.
However, Roy's next sentence was like winter's ice, instantly dousing the flame of hope in her heart: "But why should I go to the trouble?"
A faint, ambiguous smile played on his lips.
Mikasa's face turned pale instantly, but she quickly composed herself. She knew that at this moment, she had to show sufficient sincerity and resolve.
"If you can save Eren, I, Mikasa Ackerman, am willing to become your most loyal soldier and fight for you."
As her words fell, a surge of energy suddenly erupted from within Mikasa—it was chakra, the power of the ninja world.
The emergence of this power sparked a flicker of surprise and interest in Roy's eyes.
The power of chakra had been sensed and grasped so quickly.
Roy could clearly feel the chakra within Mikasa slowly flowing. Although this power was still very weak, her level of mastery had already surpassed that of many genin in the world of Naruto.
"Such talent… how astonishing!"
Roy was secretly amazed. In the world of Naruto, even talented ninjas needed a period of training.
Yet Mikasa, a girl from another world, had achieved this level in such a short time—truly astonishing.
As Roy probed further, he detected two faint chakra fluctuations.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on Armin and the Captain.
A thought stirred in Roy's mind as he slowly extended his hand, an invisible force enveloping Armin and the Captain.
"It seems this world will produce quite a few geniuses." A smile tugged at the corner of Roy's mouth. "You two also possess considerable talent."
Armin's eyes glimmered with excitement upon hearing this.
He looked up at Roy, a note of pleading in his voice: "Lord Roy, please save Eren."
The Captain also lowered his head. Besides wanting to save Eren, he also saw this as an opportunity to grow stronger.
"I can grant your request."
"But from now on, you will fight for me."
Roy lightly flicked his fingertip, and a strange flower bloomed silently on the floor before Mikasa, emitting a faint glow.
This flower was condensed from Roy's Divine Tree power.
"Have Eren eat this flower, and his flame of life will be reignited." Roy's voice reached Mikasa's ears, filling her with overwhelming joy.
Mikasa bowed her head deeply: "Lord Roy, I, Mikasa Ackerman, from this moment on, swear to fight for you unto death, until the world's end."
Roy gazed silently at Mikasa, saying nothing, merely nodding slightly.
Then his gaze shifted to the Captain beside her.
"As for you, Captain Levi, if you seek a fight, if you seek to become stronger, this world will offer you countless such opportunities."
A barely perceptible hint of amusement colored Roy's words as his gaze passed over the Captain, looking toward the distant remnant of the Divine Tree.
That remnant was growing slowly, at a pace almost imperceptible to the naked eye, heralding the arrival of a new era.
"Now, Roy possesses a world of his own."
"And this is only the beginning."
As Roy's words fell, an inexplicable aura rippled around him—the majesty of a god, a wild Conqueror's Haki that resounded throughout the world.
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After conquering the world of the Titans, Roy once again stepped into the world of One Piece.
The sky remained azure, the waves still surged, but Roy's state of mind was completely different.
"Things in this world must also accelerate." Roy murmured to himself as he walked out of his office at Marine Headquarters, contemplating the grand plans about to unfold.
Just as Roy was lost in thought, a familiar figure entered his line of sight.
Garp was leisurely nibbling on a rice cracker, preparing to begin his daily "slacking off" time, but the moment he saw Roy, his eyes lit up.
"Yo, Roy boy, long time no see!" Garp laughed heartily, slapping Roy on the shoulder.
But then, a hint of surprise mixed into his smile. "Still, you've gotten a lot stronger, boy. This presence of yours—even I find it somewhat unfamiliar."
Garp's intuition had always been sharp, and he keenly sensed the subtle change in Roy.
At their level, becoming even slightly stronger was an immense challenge.
"Roy boy, seeing how you look today, why don't we have a little bout?"
Garp's hand unconsciously rested lightly on Roy's shoulder.
He was about to say more, to persuade Roy into a spar.
But before Garp could finish, he was surprised to find that Roy didn't shake his head as usual; instead, he gave a slight nod.
"Ahahaha! Well, this is a rare surprise. You actually agreed so readily today!"
Garp laughed excitedly, his fists unconsciously clenching, a barely suppressible urge to fight boiling within him.
"Still, that Roy kid's usually so lazy. Why the sudden change of heart? Really makes you wonder."
Garp mused silently.
But soon, Roy's voice cut into his thoughts: "Vice Admiral Garp, I should warn you, this fight isn't unconditional."
"Oh? You've got conditions, Roy?" Garp responded with a hearty laugh, unconcerned by Roy's stipulation.
A confident smile curled at the corner of Roy's mouth. "Simple. If you lose, you have to help me with a task."
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