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The next part of the story mainly focuses on the child Luffy inside the wardrobe, listening to the noises outside and secretly observing the Celestial Dragons and his mother through the cracks in the wardrobe.
Liam, of course, couldn’t directly write a violent scene— this would be too brutal. And since Hancock has no real concept of gender relations, she likely wouldn’t understand it anyway. Instead, by using subtle, indirect descriptions, just hinting at what’s happening, Hancock’s imagination would start to run wild uncontrollably…
Inside the wardrobe, the child Luffy begins counting slowly…
The narrative coldly introduces the events from seven years ago.
A man asked the passing protagonist Hancock for help, asking her to heal his sick pet snake. But in turn, he covered Hancock’s face with a poisoned towel, knocking her unconscious.
When Hancock woke up again, she found herself in the room where she would be imprisoned for the next seven years.
That man smugly informed her that he had force-fed her a Devil Fruit and placed a Seastone collar around her neck, making her powerless, no matter how strong she used to be— now she was just a helpless little girl…
Don’t ask why this man had a Devil Fruit—because the plot needed it.
Don’t ask why this man even had a Seastone collar that could explode— Liam didn’t know either, but he needed it for the story…
“Do Celestial Dragons have snakes?” The next day, the child Luffy excitedly asked as his mother, Hancock, spoke of the past with hatred.
“No snakes!” Hancock screamed. “He lied to me! Don’t you understand? There was never a sick snake! That man tricked me, and I was foolish enough to fall for it! It’s been seven years, and I don’t even know the man’s name, yet I had this wretched child…!”
Protagonist Hancock furiously cursed the man for his deceit. At the same time, she also cursed the people from her homeland. Why had they elevated her into a naive, ignorant fool, making her truly believe she was the center of the universe, the most adored gem?
They made her believe that no matter where she went, she would be met only with flowers and admiration, making it so easy for her to be deceived!
Reading this, the real Hancock felt like she had been struck by an arrow straight to the heart.
This… this… this description is basically talking about her, isn’t it?
The story had this tone from the beginning, but while Hancock had been enjoying the earlier parts, she now found herself growing more and more uncomfortable.
Even though she didn’t fully grasp the gender dynamics, she understood enough to realize that the Hancock in the story had been deceived horribly. She was imprisoned in a tiny room for seven years, her Haki dried up, her limbs weakened—she had been kept like a pet, wasting away!
Not only that, when the story’s Hancock tried to tell her child about the outside world… she realized she knew nothing about it!
She had come from a remote homeland, alone to the Grand Line, knowing very little about the outside world.
If it hadn’t been for this, she wouldn’t have been so easily deceived by the man who claimed to be a Celestial Dragon, falling into such a miserable fate.
The child Luffy began to doubt everything she said, including what she said about her homeland.
And the protagonist Hancock couldn’t even use Haki to prove her words! Looking into her child’s eyes, she felt nothing but sorrow and despair.
The Hancock outside the book was just as furious.
She angrily threw the book to the ground, shouting, “What kind of garbage story is this?!”
Robin stepped aside, using her Flower-Flower Fruit ability to grow arms from the ground, picking up the book and handing it back to Hancock.
Hancock, fuming with rage, snatched the book, only to throw it down again and stomp on it in frustration.
“What’s going on here?”
Liam, hearing the commotion, paused his training with B.I.B. and came over, clearly not invested in the unfolding drama.
Robin glanced at him, feeling exasperated. This whole mess was because of the story Liam wrote, yet here he was, acting clueless.
“What kind of trash story is this?!” Hancock shouted.
Liam laughed and asked, “Trash? I don’t believe that.”
Hancock puffed out her cheeks, glaring at him.
“Then tell me,” Liam continued, “What exactly is so trash about it?”
Hancock stood with her hands on her hips, her chin raised indignantly, and declared, “No one could trick me! No, no one could ever trick ‘Hancock’!”
Robin: “…”
Such confidence! It’s oddly compelling… but why does it somehow feel so convincing?
“Never say never, Hancock,” Liam said. “You are indeed extraordinarily beautiful, and many people may tolerate you because of your beauty. But just as not everyone bows to Haoshoku Haki, not everyone is mesmerized by it. Hancock, your beauty won’t always lead people to treat you kindly. Some people, when they see your beauty, will only think about one thing… possessing you. Taking you, by any means necessary, and keeping you forever.”
“You…” Hancock’s cute face scrunched up in disbelief as if Liam’s words shattered everything she had understood about life in her eleven years. “You’re talking nonsense! You…”
Searching her mind for more words, Hancock found nothing to say. She angrily glared at Liam, then at Robin, before letting out a disdainful laugh and asking, “You two, you’re both from the outside seas, right? So how do you feel about me? Do you want to deceive me? Or trick me and hurt me?”
Robin shook her head first. She actually thought Liam’s story had gone too far…
Liam also shook his head.
“See! So, this book is just nonsense!” Hancock exclaimed. “Besides, even if— even if— a man like the one in this story existed and had something wrong in his head and tried to deceive ‘Hancock’… Even if that were the case, ‘Hancock’ would never lose to some ridiculous man! I—Hancock—am very strong. This trash story is so fake, it’s pointless!”
Liam smiled and said, “You’re scared, aren’t you?”
Hancock’s whole body shook like she’d been triggered, and she screamed, “You’re lying!”
Liam turned to Robin, laughing, “She’s definitely scared. Because she thinks the things in this book aren’t lies. She’s almost convinced this could happen to her…”
Robin watched, exasperated, as Hancock, now burning with anger, raised her foot and kicked at Liam.
“You’re lying!”
Liam shouted, “Wait a minute! Haki isn’t my specialty, fight it out with someone else! Blackbeard, your turn!”
“I don’t care about that! Take this!” Hancock shouted, her kicks fierce and charged with intense Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki).
(End Of Chapter)
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