Chapter 509: Chapter 509: God Valley Arc — Orin, I want to have your...

"Oh???"

Orin had both hands in his pockets and looked at the kid in front of him—the one with horns on his head and a body clearly much bigger than the giant children beside him.

"I’ve never seen you before. You must’ve joined recently, right? Tell me!!!"

As a member of the ancient giant race, Loki could be said to have inherited his father Harald’s talent. When it came to ferocity, it was a gene etched into his bones.

"Well..."

Orin pinched his chin. Looking at the ill-tempered Loki, he vanished from the spot in an instant. Before Loki could react, Orin appeared on the small slope beside him, ending up at exactly the same height as Loki’s head.

Faced with this fantastical ability, Loki did feel surprised, but more than that he felt toyed with.

"You bastard, what are you even doing..."

Loki felt extremely displeased at being messed with by a little person and immediately reached out his hand. But Orin, like he was dealing with a child, casually raised a single finger, a kind smile at the corner of his mouth.

"By relying on this..."

Along with black matter and Conqueror’s Haki Infusion coiling together, a light flick to the forehead was launched through the air.

"What the..."

Loki was just about to retort when he froze in place the very next second. The thunderous explosion behind him left him stunned.

Looking at Orin’s gentle smile, Loki stiffly turned his head.

He saw that in just that instant, the sea and the sky had split apart...

A rift hundreds of meters long yawned open, its surface filled with pitch-black spatial cracks that prevented the seawater from closing in. The clouds in the sky were shredded to nothing, and corresponding to that, the sea below was torn open into a long, gaping wound.

This scene made Loki’s nose start running.

Orin, however, spoke as if it were nothing.

"Well... I guess this is why I can join the Rocks Pirates."

Because of how he’d grown up, Loki’s life had always been oppressive, so he yearned for the kind of powerful and free life Rocks represented. And now, another man’s figure appeared in his young heart.

A man even more freewheeling than Rocks, who did things purely on a whim—powerful and mysterious.

Rocks and Harald had of course noticed what happened at sea. Harald was somewhat worried, but Rocks merely waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous.

Inside the tavern, Rocks was trying to persuade Harald. Outside the tavern, Orin, having nothing better to do, was chatting about life with Loki, this huge brat.

"Please tell me, how can I become as strong as you?!"

With cloth covering his eyes, Loki clenched his fists and shouted. He had once been shaken by Rocks’ ambition to take the world, and now, after hearing Orin’s experiences and ideas, he couldn’t help but feel longing as well.

"No need to rush. After all, you’re Harald’s son—you’ll become strong sooner or later."

After thinking about it, Orin continued,

"Let’s say thirty years. If in thirty years you can last ten moves under me, I’ll take you out to sea."

The lifespan of giants is about three times that of humans. Thirty years for giants is roughly the same as growing up ten years for humans.

By the time Loki is a young man, his strength should be enough to go to sea.

As for what happens then, that can be left to the Orin of that time.

Orin didn’t really care.

After all, he’d be going back in a year anyway.

So after the Rocks Pirates left, the following scene occurred:

"I hate you all, I hate this country!!!"

"Everyone here is weak and filthy!!!"

"I want to be as free and unrestrained as Orin and go to sea with Rocks!!!"

Harald said nothing, his face only growing darker and darker.

...

New World, Hachinosu Island.

Orin was playing a pirate punching-bag game—just as the name suggests, treating pirates like sandbags. He would teleport a pirate up into the sky, and just as they were about to hit the ground in free fall, teleport them back into the air again—repeating the drop-tower ride over and over.

Off to the side, Shiki and the others, after Orin opened the betting, took out treasure to gamble on how long it would take for the pirate lackey to throw up.

Truly, "a whole crew of villains."

As for why Orin was the house instead of placing bets himself, it was because the future he saw was simply too far ahead—and among all the future-sight, what he saw was the most accurate. After winning several hundred million Belly from the others, he was cursed out and kicked from the betting group.

Just then, a figure came running over from afar.

Seeing this, Orin stopped playing with those guys and walked to the side, watching him pant.

"What’s up?"

"Captain Orin, take a look at this."

Orin raised an eyebrow and took the newspaper from Keek’s hands.

Printed right on it was [Shakky Announces Her Withdrawal from the Kuja Pirates].

"Oh? So Shakky finally left, huh."

Not surprised at all, Orin took the paper and headed toward the ladies’ lounge, where the juice selection was the best.

At this time, Charlotte Linlin and Gloriosa were both there, and they had noticed the content of the paper as well.

They also noticed Orin’s arrival.

"Hey!!! Orin, how about it—have you thought it over? Want to have a child with me?"

Linlin held a wine bottle and blinked her beautiful eyes at Orin.

"You, who pop out kids as easily as popcorn, should stop setting your sights on Orin, okay~"

Gloriosa teased.

Orin was already somewhat immune to these two beauties who were eyeing his body.

"I’m still young. I don’t want to churn out a pile of kids yet~"

Orin plopped down on the sofa and politely refused the bottle Linlin offered, but instead became very interested in the little figurine on her shoulder.

The little thing stood there with its arms crossed, its mouth split like a rag doll.

"Your name is... Katakuri, right?"

When the little figurine heard the man in front of him call his name, he immediately showed a wary expression.

Katakuri was already showing some hints of what he’d be like in the future and looked very aloof.

Orin beckoned to the little figurine on Linlin’s shoulder.

But little Katakuri didn’t seem moved at all and kept his little eyes fixed on Orin, until...

"Glug—"

Orin snapped his fingers and somehow produced... 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

A donut!

Katakuri’s eyes instantly became crystal clear, and he leapt toward Orin. Orin grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him up, but the kid himself didn’t care at all, just opening his mouth wide and gnawing on the donut.

Gloriosa’s eyes flickered.

"Orin, do you like children?"

Seeing Orin having so much fun teasing Katakuri, Gloriosa’s thoughts began to stir, and what she said next made Orin’s face darken.

"If you like them, I actually could..."

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