Lucia was slightly startled but quickly realized who the "he" in Carl's mouth was referring to.
She held Carl's hand tightly and said firmly, "Young Master, because of your identity, it's hard for you to take action. If the day comes, I will kill him for you!"
Carl shook his head, and black energy gradually rose from his body as he said, "From the day he experimented on me, he is no longer my father. His life must be taken by me personally."
Lucia fell silent after hearing this, and Carl said no more until they arrived at the residence of the Figarland family.
It is said to be a family residence, but in fact, the scale is far larger than the palaces where kings live outside. Under Lucia's leadership, Carl walked for a long time before arriving at the depths of the residence. This is the palace of the head of the Figarland family.
A middle-aged man with hair and beard forming a crescent shape stood at the door of the palace. The man had an aura of calmness and authority.
Regardless of the weird hairstyle, his facial features and contours were similar to Carl's—a bit like a middle-aged version of Carl.
He is the born king, the current head of the Figarland family, Saint Garling.
The moment Carl stepped into this territory, Garling's eyes narrowed, and a substantial momentum burst out from him. The golden-armored guards behind Carl were instantly suppressed and fell to their knees.
Lucia, who was stronger, also had a look of pain on her face. Only Carl's expression looked calm, but judging from the sweat beads on his forehead, he wasn't feeling well either.
Looking at Carl, who was oppressed by the momentum, Garling raised his feet and walked down the steps step by step, saying in a deep voice, "Carl, is this all you've got? Is this the result of your training at Naval Headquarter? Didn't you just say you wanted to take revenge yourself!?"
Carl was shocked. When he said this, he hadn't even reached the gate of the station. Garling could hear his voice deep inside the station.
If it weren't for his memories of Earth, Carl might have even suspected that Garling had eaten the Rumble-Rumble Fruit and developed.
However, the effects of Observation Haki vary from person to person. Effects such as predicting the future and listening to the voices of all things are also understandable.
It can only be said that Garling's strength is truly unfathomable. Not only has he mastered Conqueror's Haki, but he has also cultivated Observation Haki to a terrifying state.
Now, as Garling approached step by step, Carl felt more and more pressure, and Lucia beside him was gritting her teeth and persevering.
"Master Carl..."
Lucia finally couldn't hold on any longer, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Carl's eyes narrowed when he saw it. He pulled Lucia into his arms, and darkness like tentacles emerged from behind him, all rushing towards Garling.
Garling didn't stop completely. He snorted coldly, his aura increased again, and he directly blasted away the dark tentacles that came toward him.
His terrifying momentum made Carl feel as if he had been hit hard. Lucia, who was in his arms, bent forward and almost fell to her knees.
Garling walked up to him and said condescendingly, "Is that the end?"
At this time, Carl's eyes had turned into darkness. In fact, he could use Kamui to avoid the impact of Conqueror's Haki, but if he chose to escape like this, then his so-called revenge would truly become a complete joke.
Looking at Carl, who was holding on and not falling down, a hint of approval flashed in Garling's eyes. He hadn't seen Carl since the Valley of Gods, and he wanted to test Carl.
Although he seemed disappointed with Carl, Garling was actually very satisfied with Carl's performance.
The Conqueror's Haki that Garling was releasing now was not just a mental shock; his Conqueror's Haki could cause substantial damage.
After all, he is one of the top combat powers in the pirate world. In terms of Conqueror's Haki achievements, even the red-haired Shanks behind him may not be able to surpass him.
Carl withstanding his Conqueror's Haki at the age of 16 shows that he definitely has the qualifications to be a king.
Seeing that Carl was almost unable to hold on any longer, Garling was about to withdraw his Conqueror's Haki. Suddenly, Carl, who had been lowering his head, murmured to himself,
"How could it be like this... it's over!!!"
After Carl shouted these words, something seemed to shatter deep in his soul, and then, a jet-black aura mixed with lightning burst out from Carl.
Buzz!
Lucia felt her body lighten in Carl's arms, and her somewhat vague consciousness gradually recovered. She raised her head and looked around, only to see a black semicircular shield covering her and Carl's bodies inside.
She widened her eyes and looked at Carl with surprise and said, "Young Master! Have you awakened Conqueror's Haki!?"
Carl smiled and nodded. He straightened his body again, looked directly into Garling's surprised eyes, and said, "Uncle Garling, is this the meeting gift you gave to your nephew?"
Garling was also shocked by Carl's sudden awakening. He calmed down, withdrew his Conqueror's Haki, and said, "Yes, this is the qualification that the Figarland family should have. Welcome home, Saint Figarland Carl."
Carl was slightly focused and was about to respond when Lucia, who was in his arms, suddenly snorted. Carl was startled by her voice and quickly lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong, Lucia? Are you injured?"
Lucia looked up at Carl with a blushing face and said softly, "I'm fine, it's just that the young master's strength is a bit too strong, and I'm a little short of breath..."
"Um?"
Carl was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his arms were tightly wrapped around Lucia's chest, almost pressing her into a pancake shape.
Feeling the soft touch on her arm, Carl coughed twice and wanted to let go of Lucia.
Sensing Carl's movements, Lucia held down Carl's arm, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "Master, please wait a moment. My body is a little weak. Can you hold me up for a moment?"
Lucia said so, how could Carl refuse? He simply moved his hand to Lucia's waist, let her lean against his body, and said, "Then just follow me in."
"Eh? It doesn't work. In fact, I can still hold on for a while!"
"Okay, you are my person; I cannot allow you to refuse."
The impact of these words on Lucia was comparable to Conqueror's Haki, and now her body really went completely limp.
Garling watched silently the whole time until Lucia leaned on Carl's shoulder and said honestly, "Let's go. I have something to give you. It can be regarded as a homecoming gift from your uncle to his nephew."
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