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Chapter - 118 Arrival of Kuzan. (R-18)
🕑 Added 2025-01-04 22:38:57 +0000 UTCThe next day, Saint Lakeman and Nico Robin ventured deep into the heart of the Alabasta desert. Lakeman had meticulously scanned the entire kingdom with his ultra-wide-range Observation Haki, pinpointing the exact location of another Poneglyph hidden within a forgotten ruin buried beneath the sands.
This time, he chose not to use his usual ride. Instead, he scooped Robin into his arms, her delicate frame fitting effortlessly against his, and soared into the sky using his Devil Fruit abilities.
As they glided above the endless sea of golden dunes, he tightened his grip around her, pulling her closer. His hands wandered, and he shamelessly let one linger, squeezing her ass with a confident smirk.
“Master,” Robin murmured, her tone laced with a mixture of surprise and resignation, “Is this really necessary while we’re flying?”
Lakeman chuckled, his blood-red eyes gleaming mischievously. “Every moment with you, my dear Robin, is worth savoring. Don’t you agree?”
Robin sighed, choosing not to argue, though her cheeks flushed a soft shade of pink.
Moments later, they arrived at the location identified by Lakeman’s Observation Haki. He landed gracefully, setting Robin down on her feet. She adjusted her cloak, brushing away the grains of sand that clung to it, and glanced around.
“Master, are you certain this is the place?” Robin asked, her brow furrowed in curiosity. The landscape was barren, with nothing but endless dunes stretching as far as the eye could see.
“Patience, Robin,” Lakeman said smoothly, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. He stepped closer to her, his hand coming down with a firm slap on her ass. “Stand back and watch the magic happen.”
“Mmh”
Robin let out a small yelp, narrowing her eyes at him but obeyed nonetheless, retreating to a safe distance.
Lakeman extended his hand, his devilish grin widening as he activated his powers. The ground beneath them began to shift as he used his Devil Fruit abilities to store the sand in his storage space. The once-solid surface turned fluid, collapsing into a swirling vortex as the surrounding sands poured into the void, creating a dramatic quicksand-like effect.
As the sand drained away, a dark, gaping hole emerged. Without hesitation, Lakeman took Robin by the waist and leapt down, descending into the unknown. His powers created an invisible barrier, keeping the cascading sands from burying them. The descent was swift yet controlled, and as his feet touched solid ground, he released Robin, allowing her a moment to steady herself.
With a snap of his fingers, Lakeman conjured a ball of light that hovered above his palm. He tossed it gently into the air, the sphere illuminating the ancient chamber around them. Intricate carvings adorned the walls, depicting long-lost tales of a forgotten era. The room was vast, its atmosphere thick with the weight of history.
Robin’s eyes sparkled with wonder as she took in the sight. “Incredible… This must be a ruin.”
The chamber looked like the ruins of a forgotten civilization, with crumbling walls covered in moss and vines. The space was small and suffocating, as the hole above had quickly filled with sand after they descended. In the center of the room stood a Poneglyph, its imposing presence commanding attention. Robin’s gaze locked onto it instantly.
She stepped forward, her fingers delicately tracing the ancient carvings etched into the stone. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity and reverence as she began to read the text, her soft voice murmuring the ancient language to herself. After carefully studying all sides of the Poneglyph, Robin turned her attention to the surrounding ruins, examining their structure and history.
“Master,” Robin finally said, her voice carrying a playful edge, “aren’t you curious about what’s written on the Poneglyph?”
Lakeman smirked, crossing his arms as he leaned casually against a nearby wall. “Not in the slightest. I’m only interested in strength,” he said dismissively, his tone cold and mocking. “History is for losers. The victors create the rules and rewrite history to suit their desires.”
Robin raised an eyebrow, sensing his disdain, but before she could respond, Lakeman’s voice grew darker, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Speaking of rewriting, I think we should leave our mark on this Poneglyph—just like we did in the royal mausoleum.”
Before Robin could react, Lakeman wrapped his arms around her and leapt onto the Poneglyph, his movements swift and commanding.
“Master! Haven’t you punished me enough already?” Robin exclaimed, startled but not resisting.
Lakeman chuckled, his eyes gleaming mischievously. “Punishment doesn’t end in a single session, Robin. Every Poneglyph you read will be marked by us, as a reminder of who holds the power.”
He pressed her against the cold stone, raising her hips to align perfectly with his. With a flick of his fingers, their clothes vanished into his storage space. Then he aligned his hard dick to her pussy then thrusts it inside, earning a moan from her mouth. Then he began thrusting his dick in and out of her pussy, rhythmically.
“Aaah”
Pah
Pah
Smack
What followed was an hour of passion that echoed through the chamber, the sounds of their union and the rhythmic slap of flesh reverberating against the ancient walls.
When it was over, Lakeman pulled his dick away from her pussy, watching as their combined love fluids stained the sacred stone. Satisfied, he transferred some of his stamina and strength to Robin, allowing her to recover quickly.
They dressed and descended from the Poneglyph, Lakeman holding Robin firmly against him as he punched upward. The sand above exploded, creating a new exit, and he leapt gracefully back into the desert without a single grain of sand touching them.
As they began their walk back, Robin looked at him with a rare smile. “Master, thank you for walking this time. Flying may be faster, but there’s something peaceful about feeling the desert beneath your feet.”
Lakeman shrugged but indulged her, though his patience was limited. After two hours of walking, they encountered a group of over a hundred desert bandits, their ragged clothes and greedy eyes betraying their intent.
“Hand over your valuables!” one of the bandits shouted, their eyes gleaming at the sight of Lakeman and Robin’s luxurious attire and jewelry.
Lakeman didn’t waste time with words. With a wave of his hand, he activated his Steal Domain, draining the strength and lifespans of every bandit. In seconds, their bodies withered into lifeless husks, collapsing like dry leaves in the wind.
“Let’s go. This place is unbearably dull,” Lakeman said, irritation clear in his voice. He scooped Robin into his arms and ascended into the sky, heading back to the palace.
After their return, they enjoyed a quiet lunch together. Robin excused herself to join Hancock and others in the training ground while Lakeman summoned his maid to inform Queen Titi of his summon, then headed to his quarters.
Not long after, Titi entered the room. Her graceful steps faltered slightly as her eyes met his intense gaze. She was dressed in a flowing gown of soft lavender silk that clung to her figure, accentuating her curves. Her long, blue hair cascaded down her back, and her gentle blue eyes reflected a mixture of curiosity and submission.
"You called for me, Son-in-law?" Titi asked softly, her voice tinged with hesitation.
Lakeman set the glass down on a nearby table and stood, his towering figure casting a shadow over her. Without a word, he approached her, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator sizing up its prey. Before she could react, he slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her, her breasts pressed against his chest.
Titi let out a small gasp, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest. "Aah, son-in-law…?"
Lakeman smirked, his other hand lifting to brush a strand of hair from her face. "Mother-in-law, you should know by now that when I call for you, it's not for idle conversation." His voice was low, commanding, and laced with undeniable lust.
Before she could respond, he effortlessly lifted her off her feet and carried her to the large, luxurious bed that dominated the room. He placed her down gently but firmly, the silk of her gown fanning out around her as she lay back.
"You look fucking hot, mother-in-law," Lakeman murmured, his eyes raking over her form appreciatively. He leaned over her, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, his strength rendering her ultimately at his mercy. "But now, you're mine to enjoy, completely and utterly."
Titi's breath hitched as he pressed his lips to her neck, trailing kisses down to her collarbone. His free hand moved with deliberate slowness, tracing the curves of her body through the thin fabric of her gown. She shivered under his touch, her protests fading into soft murmurs.
"Aah, son-in-law… you take such liberties," she managed to say, though her voice lacked conviction.
Lakeman chuckled, his breath warm against her skin. "Liberties? Titi, you should know by now that I don’t take—I claim." With a swift motion, he pulled the sash of her gown loose, the fabric sliding off her shoulders to reveal her bare skin. Her modesty lay in ruins, and her body trembled under his hungry gaze.
He took his time, savoring every moment as his hands roamed over her, exploring her soft breasts. His lips followed, leaving a trail of heated kisses as he made his way lower, igniting a fire that left her breathless. Titi’s protests melted away entirely, replaced by whispered pleas and gasps as she surrendered to his dominance.
“Mmh, harder.”
Pah
Pah
The room was soon filled with the sounds of their shared passion—a symphony of desire and submission. As Lakeman asserted his control over her, every thrust of his dick inside her tight and warm pussy, made her breathless. Titi, overwhelmed by the intensity of his pounding, clung to him, her body arching to meet his demands with every movement.
Pah
Pah
Smack
“Ooh”
Time seemed to blur, the world outside the room fading away. When the crescendo of their passion finally subsided, Titi lay spent beneath him, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. Lakeman’s smirk returned as he brushed a strand of damp hair from her face.
"You’re remarkable, mother-in-law," he said, his voice rich with satisfaction. "But remember, this is only the beginning."
Still dazed, Titi managed a small nod, her cheeks flushed as she avoided his intense gaze. Lakeman, ever the dominant presence, pulled her close, wrapping an arm possessively around her as if to remind her that she belonged to him.
For the next two hours, Titi moaned loudly as he fucked her senseless, but the echoes of their moans and symphonies of their flesh slapping against each other lingered within those walls—a testament to the unyielding power of Lakeman and the irresistible allure of Queen Titi's submission.
Meanwhile, outside the coast of Alabasta, a peculiar sight unfolded on the sea. A man with a black afro, dressed in a Marine coat, pedaled leisurely on a bicycle over the water. Beneath him, a trail of ice stretched across the waves, freezing the sea wherever he went.
This miraculous feat was thanks to the Hie Hie no Mi, a Logia-type Devil Fruit that allowed him to create, control, and transform into ice at will. The man was Vice Admiral Kuzan, known in the future as Admiral Aokiji.
After over an hour of travel, Kuzan arrived at Alabasta’s sandy shores. He shielded his eyes with one hand, gazing up at the blazing sun. The oppressive heat distorted the air around him, shimmering with intensity.
“Man, I hate this kind of weather,” Kuzan muttered, releasing a wave of chilling air that cooled the temperature around him.
He began his journey toward the capital, moving at a leisurely pace while observing the lives of Alabasta’s people. The stark contrast between the scorching desert and the ice he brought with him seemed almost symbolic—a harbinger of change entering the arid kingdom.
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