Before the shock around them had faded, a wisp of flame curled through the air and reshaped itself into Lina, who instantly wrapped herself around Rolan's other arm.
A breath later, drifting petals shimmered into existence, swirling gently until a graceful silhouette stepped out from the cascade.
Robin.
Her expression held only calm joy, yet her longing for Rolan was no less than Nami's or Lina's. Perhaps it ran even deeper.
But unlike the other two, she didn't cling to him. Years of restraint kept her from acting on impulse, even if she wanted to.
The atmosphere thickened.
Rolan stood with Lina on one side, Nami on the other, Robin facing him, and Boa Hancock at his back.
The warriors of Amazon Lily quickly looked away, pretending they saw nothing.
Nyon, however, watched Rolan with a complicated sigh. It was exactly as she had suspected.
She had imagined that Rolan might have one or two women beyond Hancock, but three?
Her heart tightened with worry for Hancock.
She had always seen Hancock as a daughter. She didn't want her to be hurt, and if Hancock didn't hold an important place in Rolan's heart, then even Amazon Lily's future would become uncertain.
But with the situation unfolding so messily in front of her, she could only turn away again.
"The scenery of Sabaody hasn't changed much. I remember it being this beautiful last time too," Sandersonia said awkwardly, attempting to ease the tension. She was just as worried for her sister, yet utterly lost on how to intervene.
Rolan peeled Nami and Lina off him. Their gazes, along with Robin's and Hancock's, all pressed onto him at once.
Even for someone as cold as Rolan, being surrounded by four women at once was troublesome.
He exhaled quietly, his tone steady and detached. "I'll introduce you all properly."
Nami, Robin, and Lina immediately turned their attention to Hancock.
The moment they took in Hancock's flawless face and impossible figure, none of them spoke.
Nami puffed her chest stubbornly, then deflated with a defeated huff.
"This is Boa Hancock," Rolan said calmly. "Empress of Amazon Lily, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, captain of the Kuja Pirates."
Realization hit Nami and Lina like a wave.
The world's most beautiful woman stood before them.
Rolan continued in his usual nonchalant tone, "This is Lina, my ship's chef.
This is Nami, our navigator.
And this is Nico Robin, our historian."
Rolan paused, expecting Hancock to strike her dramatic signature pose.
Instead, she stepped forward and politely said, "Hello, I am Boa Hancock, Rolan sama's wife."
"Nani!!!"
Nami and Lina both snapped toward Rolan, eyes narrowed dangerously.
Even Robin's calm gaze sharpened, her voice deceptively soft. "Rolan… when did you and Hancock marry?"
Rolan silently cursed in his mind. If Haki could kill, he'd already be dead ten times over.
"We aren't married," he corrected, still calm but visibly annoyed.
Hancock's eyes instantly filled with tears.
Rolan sighed, rubbing his temple. "Hancock… we will get married."
Nami, Robin, and Lina all stared daggers into him.
Rolan's expression didn't change, though inside he was cursing this entire situation. He added, "Robin, we'll get married too.
Ooh yeah, Lina too.
And Nami."
Robin raised a brow. "My, our captain certainly aims high."
Her voice was gentle outwardly, but the threat behind it was unmistakable.
Nami and Lina still looked angry.
They had always loved Rolan, and Robin entering earlier than them already left them irritated.
Now Hancock's presence only worsened it.
But hearing Rolan say he would marry them made the storm inside them settle.
Rolan looked away, refusing to let embarrassment show.
Lina finally huffed. "Forget this big jerk. Let's go shopping."
She grabbed Hancock, Nami, and Robin, dragging them toward the island.
Rolan stood there alone, expression blank.
What was that?
Just moments ago it felt like an execution.
Now they were going shopping.
He exhaled quietly in relief. At least they weren't staring him down anymore.
He turned to the Amazonians. "Do you want to come?"
Nyon shook her head. The others followed her lead.
"Suit yourselves," Rolan said flatly. He disliked unnecessary company anyway.
He handed Nyon a whistle. "If anything happens, use this. I'll come."
Nyon nodded and pocketed it.
Rolan vanished, leaving only his voice behind. "You're under my protection. Explore freely."
Nyon smiled faintly. "Let's go. It's been too long since we relaxed."
…
Island 13 — Shakky's Rip-off Bar
Rolan appeared outside the entrance just as a bloodied man flew out and slammed into the ground.
Rolan rubbed the back of his neck. "Still as violent as ever."
He expanded his Observation Haki, sensing the familiar presence inside, and a faint curl touched his lip.
He knocked lightly.
"Come in!"
Rolan pushed the door open.
"Ah, One of the Five Emperors Rolan. What brings you here?"
Shakky, short-haired and calm as ever, wiped blood from her hands with a handkerchief. Clearly the source of the man outside.
"Shakky. I was passing by and wanted to see if Rayleigh is here."
She looked him over, then raised her voice.
"Rayleigh, you've got a visitor."
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