Multiverse Family System: Rise of the Charlotte Family

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"Roar!"

"Hiss!"

"Squawk!"

The Azure Dragon roared, the Yamata no Orochi surged, and the Phoenix raced forward.

It was a slaughter, as brutal as a tiger rampaging through a wolf pack.

From beginning to end.

Opera, Counter, and Gala acted without restraint, their actions pure annihilation.

The skeletal army, controlled deliberately by Joey, became nothing more than fodder. The three brothers used the mythical zoan to its fullest.

They were on completely different levels. Even the once-immortal skeletal army ceased its resurrection.

"Have we been saved?"

"What was that just now?"

"Was it aid from Dressrosa?"

The Tontatta Tribe, battered and devastated, had lost hundreds of their people in just a few hours.

The skeletal army, resurrecting time and again, had slaughtered countless Tontatta warriors who fought desperately to defend their home.

Now, the survivors bore heavy wounds, yet survival itself was enough.

Gancho, Tonta-Chief murmured, "What exactly happened here?"

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

The remaining Tontatta scurried over, hurried and breathless.

Gancho urgently asked, "Grabar, what exactly happened?"

That's right. This Tontatta Grabar was none other than the grandmother of Leo, the future commander of the Tontatta Corps.

Grabar replied hastily, "Your Majesty, I went to seek help from the Kingdom of Dressrosa, but they outright refused."

"In the end..."

"...There was a traveler who passed, agreed to help us. Those warriors are his brothers."

"..."

Gancho fell silent at Grabar's words.

Dressrosa wouldn't help?

They betrayed them?

Centuries of friendship, and yet they wouldn't even lift a finger in aid?

The naive and pure-hearted Gancho finally understood how fragile and insignificant friendship could be in the face of danger.

Shaking his head, Gancho quickly said, "Take me to meet this Lord traveller."

"This way! This way!" Grabar hurriedly led him.

Meanwhile, with Opera and his brothers at work, clearing out the skeletal army was hardly worth mentioning—everything was handled with ease.

Gancho and Grabar soon arrived at Joey's ship.

The vessel slowly came to a stop, and Joey leapt gracefully onto Green Bit Island.

After all, Green Bit Island lacked a proper port; docking directly was impossible.

Gancho rushed over, bowing respectfully despite his younger age. "Lord traveller, thank you for saving us!"

"Hahaha~~~"

Joey chuckled warmly, "It's nothing. It wasn't a big deal. Helping such adorable Tontatta is a joy."

"Eh?"

"Ah!"

Gancho and Grabar both blushed, laughing awkwardly, their bashful demeanor revealing the innocence of their tribe.

Moreover, Joey's smile, radiant as the sun, seemed to shine directly into their hearts.

At this moment, Joey asked curiously, "What are your names? And what exactly happened here?"

Regaining his composure, Gancho introduced himself, "I am Gancho, King of the Tontatta Kingdom!"

"And I am Grabar, commander of the Tontatta Kingdom's warriors!" Grabar added.

Gancho continued, "As for what happened... I'm not entirely sure myself. It was a peaceful day when suddenly this skeletal army appeared. Not only could they not be killed, but they also started slaughtering our people. We even sought help from Dressrosa, but they refused."

As he spoke, Gancho and Grabar fell silent again.

Both of them were overwhelmed with sorrow. What they had thought was a bond forged over centuries turned out to mean nothing in times of peril.

Joey nodded in understanding. "I see. I'm Charlotte Joey, the head of the Charlotte family. I originally came to Dressrosa for trade negotiations. Who would have thought such an incident would occur?"

Without hesitation, Joey continued, "The skeletal army was created by a Devil Fruit user. With sufficient power, they're easy to destroy. But... with your Tontatta Tribe's limited strength, what will you do in the future? Next time, I won't be here to save you."

"..."

Gancho and Grabar both fell silent again.

This land had been their home for generations, and now it faced relentless threats.

What could they do?

Should they leave?

Shaking her head, Grabar said, "We don't know. Our ancestors have lived here for centuries. Leaving suddenly..."

Her voice trailed off as she shook her head again.

Gancho, on the other hand, bowed respectfully. "Lord Joey, thank you for saving us. You've rescued the entire Tontatta Tribe. Would you honor us with a visit to our kingdom?"

Joey smiled gently, "Of course. Once I dock my ship at Dressrosa, I'll gladly pay you a visit."

Hearing this, Gancho opened his mouth as if to say something but hesitated.

The Tontatta Tribe's innocence and kindness rendered him unable to speak further.

At that moment, Grabar spoke first, "Lord Joey, I'm sorry to intrude, but may I ask—what kind of trade are you seeking?"

"I'm sorry!"

"Please forgive us for overstepping, Lord Joey." Gancho anxiously apologized.

"Hahaha~~~"

Joey chuckled softly, "It's fine. It's no big deal. The Charlotte family is planning to establish a nation—a country where all races can live together in harmony. It will be called Totto Land. I've already gained the support of the Giants and Oni. I came here to negotiate with King Riku of Dressrosa for assistance in founding this nation."

"A nation?"

"Totto Land?"

Gancho and Grabar's eyes lit up with longing.

A country where all races could coexist...

How joyful such a place would be!

Although Gancho was a king, his Tontatta innocence led him to exclaim without hesitation, "Lord Joey, could our Tontatta Tribe join Totto Land?"

Joey's smile remained warm. "Of course! Totto Land welcomes all races. The Tontatta Kingdom can become a vassal state of Totto Land, living in the same land peacefully!"

At that moment, in Gancho and Grabar's eyes, Joey's presence was like sunlight, warming their hearts and filling them with hope.

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