The Ferris wheel ascended slowly.
Inside the transparent glass cabin, Saint Shalria, like a cheerful little bird, flew into Ian's arms, her hands wrapped around his neck, her whole body practically hanging on him.
"Young Master Ian! I have waited for this day for so long!"
Her cheeks were as red as if they would drip blood, and her eyes were filled with infatuation and madness.
"From the first day I saw you, I knew that in this world, no other man was worthy of me except you!"
Ian let her hang on him, a playful smile on his face.
"Oh?"
"When was the first time we met?"
Saint Shalria tilted her head, thinking, "At your tenth birthday banquet."
"At that time, you were wearing a white suit, sitting at the head of the table, with the Gorosei respectfully standing behind you, and even Gringo, the leader of the God's Knights!"
At this point, Saint Shalria suddenly leaned into Ian's ear, "From that day on, I dreamt of you every night. The Young Master in my dreams was so powerful!"
Before she finished speaking, Saint Shalria slowly squatted down, looking up, raising her head.
The Ferris wheel continued to rise, soon reaching its highest point.
Through the glass window, the entire view of the Sabaody Archipelago was unobstructed.
The distant sea sparkled, and the giant Yarukiman Mangrove rose from the ground, its canopy adorned with colorful bubbles, reflecting the two figures in the cabin, dreamlike and illusory... Meanwhile, on the ground.
Gunko stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the Ferris wheel, like an ice sculpture.
Hancock was fuming, yet helpless. Who made that damned woman a Celestial Dragon? Simply in terms of status, even if she was the Empress of Amazon Lily, in front of Saint Shalria, a female Celestial Dragon, she could only bow her head.
Noticing Hancock's reaction, Nami cautiously approached her, lowering her voice, "Hancock, are... are you alright?"
Hancock took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart.
"I am fine."
She lifted her chin, haughtily stating, "Whomever the Young Master wishes to favor Is his freedom."
"As the Young Master's woman, I must naturally be magnanimous."
Despite her words, her tightly clenched fists betrayed her true emotions.
Princess Anna chuckled nearby.
"Hancock, seeing you now reminds me of myself when the Young Master first brought me to the Holy Land. But rest assured, as the Young Master's woman, even if we are not Celestial Dragons, we enjoy all privileges! If you really can't stand Saint Shalria, find an opportunity to teach her a lesson another day. As long as you don't disfigure her or leave scars on her, you can be as arrogant as you like. This Is the privilege of being the Young Master's woman!"
Upon hearing this, Hancock's beautiful eyes instantly lit up. Before, she had endured the humiliation due to Saint Shalria's status as a Celestial Dragon. Now, hearing Anna's words, the gloom in her heart immediately vanished, and she felt completely unburdened.
Previously, she lived under the shadow of having once been a Celestial Dragon's slave, and had suffered 'internal injuries' from Ian's torment since childhood, so she had overlooked just how extraordinary the background of Ian, the most powerful crown prince of the Holy Land, truly was. Now that she had become Ian's woman, she naturally no longer needed to consider Saint Shalria's Celestial Dragon status.
Not only that, but she could also take this opportunity, relying on Ian's favor, to severely deal with those damned Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land... An hour later, the Ferris wheel suddenly stopped.
Immediately after, the cabin door opened, and Ian stepped out first, looking composed, as if nothing had happened.
Saint Shalria followed closely behind.
Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her walking posture was somewhat unnatural.
However, when she saw Gunko, Hancock, Anna, and the others, she immediately lifted her face, regaining the arrogance of a Celestial Dragon, and then quickly walked to Ian's side, actively linking her arm with his.
"Young Master, I want to serve you again tonight!"
"As you wish."
Saint Shalria's face immediately lit up with joy. She turned her head and provocatively lifted her chin at Hancock and the others, saying coldly, "Now I am the true wife. As long as I live, you are all concubines!"
Before Hancock could explode, Anna immediately adopted the stance of a palace intrigue master, retorted sharply, "Oh, oh, oh, you get one favor from the Young Master and become this arrogant. If you had a few more days, wouldn't you throw us sisters out of the Holy Land?!"
Saint Shalria sneered, "So what if I throw you out of the Holy Land? You are merely a princess of a kingdom, while I am a World Noble, a Celestial Dragon who enjoys all privileges! In my eyes, whether you are a kingdom princess or a pirate empress, you are all lowly ants!"
Anna turned her head and winked at Hancock, putting on a 'watch me perform' look, then stepped forward, closing in on Saint Shalria, her tone instantly turning cold: "Saint Shalria, how dare you! You actually dare to call us lowly ants. Are you questioning the Young Master's vision and taste?"
At these words, Saint Shalria's arrogant demeanor was instantly extinguished. Immediately after, she looked at Ian in a panic, explaining, "Young Master, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to question you. I was simply targeting those wretched—"
"Wretched what?" Anna interjected promptly, aggressively firing off like a machine gun, "Still saying you're not questioning the Young Master? Calling us 'lowly ants' and 'wretched commoners' repeatedly, you *are* questioning the Young Master's vision and taste!"
Ian, surprisingly, did not stop them. Not only did he not stop them, but he even took a step back, shielding Saint Shalria in front of him.
Since leaving the Holy Land, he hadn't experienced the drama of his concubines vying for his favor and engaging in open and secret struggles. In terms of palace intrigue, Anna was definitely a master, and Saint Shalria, a novice in such matters, couldn't even be considered a beginner in front of Anna. If not for her inherent status and position as a Celestial Dragon, Saint Shalria would sooner or later be outmaneuvered to death by Anna.
Sure enough, Saint Shalria, having been accused by Anna of questioning the Young Master's vision and taste, immediately panicked. In her distress, she actually knelt before him in public with a 'thud,' looking pitiful as she said, "Young Master, I... I've been wronged!"
Ian's mouth twitched slightly.
Indeed.
A novice Is a novice.
Both incompetent and loves to play!
Unexpectedly, Saint Shalria was defeated so quickly. Ian also lost interest in watching the palace intrigue and simply said, "It's getting late. Back to the hotel!"
As Ian turned and walked away, Gunko, who was following closely, suddenly stopped. A familiar voice then echoed in her ear.
The moment Gunko heard the sudden voice, she abruptly looked up at Ian, who had already walked away, "Young Master, Imu has learned that we have returned to the Sabaody Archipelago and hopes you can return to the Holy Land for a visit!"