Ron scoffed coldly in his mind.
He clearly remembered Momonosuke's disgusting behavior from the original story—that creepy habit of burying his face in Nami and Robin's chests.
Every time he thought about it, his stomach turned violently.
Just picturing those gross scenes made him wish he could instantly slice this perverted brat into a thousand pieces, making him pay a painful price for his awful actions.
"But..." Ron narrowed his eyes.
His long eyelashes hid the sharp look in his eyes as he forced himself to calm down.
He knew perfectly well that at this important moment, acting without thinking would not solve anything—he needed to keep a clear head and make smart choices.
"After all, these things have not happened yet," he quietly reminded himself, trying to push down his strong urge to kill.
He took a deep breath, letting the slightly salty sea wind fill his lungs, cooling his boiling blood.
Killing this brat right now would be letting him off way too easily.
Before doing that, he would squeeze out every last bit of usefulness from him.
Then, he would let everyone see his true colors, which would finally lead to his complete ruin.
It was exactly because of this careful planning that Ron had perfectly set up the earlier act.
Forcing Kanjuro to show his true colors was only the first step—his real goal was to take over the Land of Wano!
In his mind, he had already drawn up a grand plan.
The Land of Wano would become an important stepping stone for reaching his true goals.
"Faith points..." Ron calculated quietly in his head.
With the Land of Wano's population of about one million people, if they could all be turned into believers of the Divine Kingdom, it would be a massive source of faith points.
However, to reach this huge goal, he absolutely needed Momonosuke as a puppet.
His stare shifted to Izo and Kin'emon as he quietly judged their attitudes and how they might react.
If he killed Momonosuke now, even with a perfectly good reason, it would definitely plant deep hatred in the hearts of the former Whitebeard Pirates.
This was especially true for Izo—a warrior who had once followed Oden through life and death.
His loyalty to the Kozuki clan was carved right into his bones, an unbreakable belief that defined his whole life.
'Oden just happened to run into your ship,' Ron sneered in his mind, his smile full of disrespect for such blind loyalty.
To him, if any other pirate ship had sailed past the Land of Wano, Oden would have found a way to get on board.
Words like "fate" and "loyalty" seemed totally weak when compared to actual survival and getting what you want.
But he knew saying these thoughts out loud was useless.
To the former Whitebeard Pirates, Oden was their brother—a bond no words could ever change, as deeply planted and unshakable as true faith itself.
Ron narrowed his eyes slightly.
His stare cut through the air like a blade, finally landing on the shaking Momonosuke.
A knowing smirk curled at the corner of his lips as he whispered softly:
'In that case... I might as well make good use of this perverted brat.' Ron's voice dropped a little bit, deciding a dark future for Momonosuke.
He took slow heavy steps, each one making the already terrified boy shake even harder.
Momonosuke's eyes went wide with fear and helplessness.
His body trembled out of control—looking so weak that a gentle breeze might knock him over.
Seeing this, Kin'emon dashed forward, instantly throwing himself in front of his young master to protect him.
His eyes held total determination as he stood between Ron and Momonosuke, trying to block the coming danger.
Yet, Ron simply glanced at him—a seemingly casual look that carried massive, crushing pressure.
Kin'emon felt a chill shoot from his feet straight to his heart. His body froze in place, completely unable to move another inch.
"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Ron slowly crouched down.
His tall body cast a dark shadow over Momonosuke, completely swallowing him up.
He reached out, forcefully grabbing Momonosuke's chin and making him lift his head to meet his stare.
In that exact second, Momonosuke's eyes were filled with pure panic and terror, while Ron's eyes shined with absolute confidence and cold control.
"Actually, I am going to give him a 'glorious' mission—to become the new Shogun of the Land of Wano."
Ron's tone was flat and left no room for arguing, stating it like a completely guaranteed fact.
"What???" Kin'emon froze at these words, his eyes wide with pure shock.
His jaw dropped, but no words came out, his mind spinning in total chaos.
This sudden change left him completely unprepared—how had their terrifying enemy suddenly turned into what looked like a powerful friend?
The massive difference left him feeling dizzy for a moment.
Kin'emon was not the only one stunned—Izo and Momonosuke were just as speechless.
A flash of deep confusion passed through Izo's eyes, while Momonosuke stayed slumped on the floor.
His stare was empty, clearly not yet recovered from the massive shock.
Watching Momonosuke's confused and helpless face, Ron let out a cold laugh in his mind, a laugh totally full of mockery and disrespect.
He thought to himself, 'Of course, just a puppet Shogun.'
Then, he slowly stood back up, his body looking even taller and more powerful on the Dragon's back.
He swept his stare over everyone from his high position and firmly declared.
"Kozuki Momonosuke will become the Shogun of the Land of Wano in name only. But in reality..."
As he spoke, he slowly pulled White Moon from his waist.
The blade shined with a freezing cold light under the sun.
Holding the long sword, he gently pressed its sharp tip against Momonosuke's forehead.
The icy touch made Momonosuke shiver wildly.
"The Land of Wano will be added into the Eternal Divine Kingdom!"
Hearing this, Kin'emon and Izo's faces instantly turned as pale as ghosts.
Their eyes showed anger, their lips shaking slightly as if they wanted to yell out and fight back.
However, before they could say a single word, Ron continued.
"But before that..."
Right as he spoke, Ron suddenly grabbed Momonosuke by the collar.
He lifted the terrified brat over to the edge of the Dragon's back as easily as picking up a baby chick.
The howling wind whipped Momonosuke's hair into a messy tangle.
His body swung helplessly in the open air, with a bottomless drop right below him.
The deep, rolling clouds looked ready to swallow him whole.
"This little pervert needs to learn a lesson."
He purposely made Momonosuke look down at the terrifying, dizzying drop.
He watched as the brat's face turned dead pale, his legs went completely weak, and he ended up wetting his pants in absolute terror—a pathetic sight that was far too embarrassing to look at.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!!!"
---------
Read 50 chapters ahead and support me on patreon.
patreon (.)com/Newbietranslator