The strongest belongs to me, Diablo!

Kingdom of Sicily.

Like the vast majority of non-government joining countries, because there is no money to pay the heavenly gold.

So there is no protection from the navy.

The whole country is like a leek, every once in a while, it will be patronized by pirates.

But today, the fate of this country will be changed.

At this moment, the king of the Kingdom of Sicily, together with a group of ministers, was receiving a distinguished guest in the palace.

"I wonder if His Excellency the King has made up his mind?" A middle-aged man in a suit asked.

The voice was very gentle, in contrast to his ferocious appearance.

But the king sitting on the throne, Ivan II, was frowning tightly at this moment.

He was thinking about the man's words.

"I want to know if Passione, will really fulfill his promise to bless my country."

This is his first consideration as king.

The reason why he wants to invite gangster organizations to take over the country's security is to prevent it from being invaded by pirates.

Compared with the huge amount of heavenly gold.

Passione obviously asks for less.

Taxation at the national level, and Passione's enforcement powers within the country.

Ivan II stared at the member from the gang organization.

Afterwards, the man in the suit smiled slightly, and the scar on his face twisted instantly.

The attendants on the side were startled.

He only heard him say, "Of course, since Passione has entered the country, we have an obligation to protect his safety. This is the rule set by our boss!"

Speaking of the boss, the middle-aged man in the suit showed a frenzied expression.

Hearing this, Ivan II heaved a sigh of relief, picked up his wine glass, and said with a smile, "Then wish us a happy cooperation."

As for whether Passione has the strength to protect his country?
He never doubted that.

He had heard it said by the king of a country already occupied by Passione.

Passione's boss has a magical ability.

Can give a person magical abilities similar to devil fruit.

It's called a stand-in!

At the same time, people who have awakened this ability also have a new title——

Substitute Messenger! !

Soon, the banquet was held in an orderly manner.

The waiters and ladies kept bringing up plates full of delicacies.

The empty plate was brought down again and again.

Three days later, with the strong support of the king, a branch of the enthusiastic organization sprang up.

The location is near the port of the Kingdom of Sicily.

Looking at the tall building in front of him, Haru was stunned.

"What kind of magical power does this Passione organization have?"

He is the colonel of the navy branch, Haru, who specially disguised himself to inquire about the information in order to understand the enthusiasm organization.

At the same time, a pirate ship is stopping at the port.

"Stand where you are! I'm a pirate with a reward of 700 million, 'Murderer' Muffet!"

A bare-chested pirate who was three meters tall and as strong as a bear stepped off the boat.

At this moment, he is holding a musket and aiming at these civilians.

Soon, all the pirates got off the boat, and a pirate who looked like a bit of a villain stepped forward.

Looking at Muffet flatteringly, "Boss, I just saw a pretty chick, right there!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a fruit stand.

Muffet looked over there, and saw a petite little girl curled up, hiding there.

The inadvertently exposed side face made him look straight at him, and he kept patting the little brother with his big hand,

"You still have good eyesight, kid."

With that said, he walked towards the fruit stand.

Seeing this, the girl took the watermelon knife from the chopping board beside her.

Putting it on his neck, he said in a crying voice, "Don't come here, I, even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"

As he said that, he added some strength to his hands.

A bloodstain had already appeared on the snow-white neck like a swan.

Seeing this, Muffet laughed loudly, "Yohahahahaha, you chick has quite a personality, but even if it's a dead body, it's still a beautiful dead body!"

As soon as the voice fell, the girl froze immediately
Muffet walked up to her and snatched the watermelon knife from the girl's hand.

"Just this kind of knife...don't be kidding!"

After the words fell, Muffet held the blade with both hands and exerted force.

There was only a click, and the blade couldn't bear the huge force, and it shattered into three pieces.

And when the girl saw this scene, she sat limply on the ground.

That delicate face has been irrigated with tears.

I can't cry!

Just when Haru was about to rescue the girl, a voice as cold as frost came from the building behind him.

"Where did you come from, don't you know that this country is under the control of Passione?"

Haru turned around, and found a boy who looked like a boy standing there, surrounded by biting cold air!
"what?"

"Click!"

Muffet casually threw the fragments of the blade on the ground, turned his head, saw this young man who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and was taken aback for a moment.

Then he sneered loudly, "Who are you, kid? How dare you speak so shamelessly here, and call me a turkey?"

At the end of his speech, his expression twisted, and at the same time he took out the musket at his waist and aimed at the boy.

"boom--"

Pull the trigger.

The bullet shot at the young man accompanied by flames.

"Oh, the frog in the well."

No one saw it, what looked like a huge skeletal creature with the head of a pterosaur.

It was coiling around him at the moment.

The moment the bullet was about to hit.

The invisible figure moved.

He stretched out a small paw from his abdomen, and tapped the bullet with his fingertips.

Then came the cold.

The bullet was covered with a layer of ice out of thin air.

The bullet then lost power and fell to the ground.

"Crack-"

Broken into ice slag!
Then, the boy's icy voice came from Muffet's ear, "I am Horus, one of the Nine Glorious Gods of Passione, and I am also the guard of the gate to keep all the pirates out! "

"It's Lord Petesia!"

The former captain of the guard of the Kingdom of Sicily recognized the boy.

This successful replacement of his existence.

But he wasn't even the slightest bit unwilling.

Because he knew, this thin-looking teenager.

How powerful is the power contained in the body.

"Oh? Is this a member of Passione??"

Haru glanced at it, and then thought to himself, "Is it the God of Nine Glories, that is to say, there are eight more with such power?"