“This is not even an allied nation, why bother so much?”, Rosse chuckled silently, “If there are suitable Skypiea people, just include them in our team. If there is no suitable administrator, then leave behind a bloodline, give the Skypieans something to remember.”

“This is not bad, after all, that woman still has a bit of prestige on Skypiea,” Sora lightly nodded, not feeling there was any problem with what Rosse said.

She had been educated as a noble since childhood, and this style of Rosse’s approach was, on the contrary, the type she most accepted. It was also the method she believed was the most effective for outsiders wanting to consolidate rule.

“The most valuable thing on Skypiea is this sea of clouds beneath us. This is a resource monopolized by Skypieans. If the Skypieans are willing to cooperate, relying on this sea, the people here can quickly become wealthy,” Rosse said with a smile.

As a ruler, never think about eating all the benefits alone.

Distribute it to the people below, distribute it to more people, make the cake bigger, then everyone will continue to follow.

Using violence to maintain rule, in Rosse’s view, was a very low-level method.

He alone couldn’t enjoy the entire world. It’s better to earn money together, to enjoy benefits together.

As long as you are part of the Jaygarcia family, you can enjoy a status above others.

Everyone wants to become a member of the family.

Different people might give different answers.

Rosse had only one answer.

Value.

People with value could join.

Just like how Skypiea had value to him, he was also willing to give this place a quota to integrate into the family.

“Let’s go, the blood mist has dispersed, it’s our turn to appear,” Rosse glanced at the fading blood-colored domain, knowing that Gion had completely taken control of the situation.

Angel Island was his first stop, but not the main reason he came to Angel Island.

That Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit was located in Birka on the southern side of Skypiea.

After cleaning up here, he would have Gion and the others sweep Birka and retrieve that fruit.

The Rumble-Rumble Fruit, known as the strongest Logia-type for offense, and lightning had an especially strong effect on physical development.

Let someone with a bit of talent eat it, and it would be enough to possess the potential to surpass even an admiral.

Rosse held Sora, stepped out with one foot.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived on the land of Angel Island.

One step… two steps…

With each step, his figure seemed to traverse tens of meters.

After just about 10 seconds, he had already appeared in the central plaza of Angel Island.

On the plaza, nearly ten thousand people were gathered.

Most people held their heads in their hands, squatting obediently on the ground.

Skypieans were about the same size as ordinary humans. The only difference was the pair of small white wings on their backs. The wings were not large, had no flight function, only for decoration.

The entire plaza was unusually quiet.

Dozens of Jaygar District elites surrounded the plaza, holding all kinds of weapons.

Gion sat on the statue at the center of the plaza. Konpira was already sheathed, and she gently swung her plump thighs, looking very leisurely.

This statue was of a sturdy man wearing armor. He had no Skypiea wing features, but the entire statue was 10 meters tall, erected in the center of the plaza, enough to show his status in the hearts of the Skypieans.

Clack!

Rosse, holding Sora, his boots stepped on the stone-brick ground of the plaza.

Seeing Rosse arrive, the others all lowered their heads.

At the very front, Stella and Moa also approached with smiles.

At this moment, how could the Skypieans still not understand? Rosse was the real big shot.

Many people quietly looked up and sized up Rosse with curious eyes.

He had no Skypiea traits, nor the customary attire of the Shandia people. Judging from height, appearance, and aura, they could tell at a glance… Rosse, like those who coerced them, came from the Blue Sea beneath their feet. That was what they called the lowest ocean.

“Master, thanks to Lady Gion, everyone is here, the total is 10,459 people,” Stella slightly bowed and reported the gathered number.

With Gion’s Observation Haki perception, it was impossible to hide anyone on Angel Island.

Of course, this was the number after the rebels were cleared out.

Those God’s Guards of Angel Island had already been killed by Gion, leaving only a few who didn’t dare resist.

Compared to the gods they worshiped, Gion’s power was far more terrifying.

They had seen with their own eyes, Gion slashing a flying strike nearly a hundred meters long with one swing of the blade.

The flying slash traveled over a thousand meters, cutting off the mountaintop on the other side, leveling the whole mountain.

This was the true might of a god.

“Milord!”

Seeing Stella and Moa stand behind Rosse, the two earliest surrendering God’s Guards reacted quickly, crawling to Rosse and bowing before him.

Among the Skypieans, many looked at the two God’s Guards with disgust.

Although the gods had no obligation to protect them, kneeling so quickly in the face of foreign enemies, even ordinary people looked down on that.

“Among you, choose someone who can manage affairs,” Rosse lazily swept his gaze over the crowd. With fewer than ten thousand people total, how could this develop the cloud sea for him?

Combined, the two Skypieas were not small, with an area of over 100 square kilometers, enough to hold ten times the current population.

Only with more people, plus the technology they provided, could resources be gathered more quickly.

“Manage?”

Hearing Rosse’s words, the crowd below looked at each other.

Skypiea had its own gods, but they didn’t live on Angel Island. They lived in Upper Yard.

The god’s messenger who managed Angel Island had already been dealt with by Gion at the first moment.

Besides, Rosse was an invader.

He had just killed their god’s messenger and all those who resisted. How could they possibly cooperate?

The two God’s Guards wanted to step forward, but were pulled aside by Rosse’s men, and even given a warning glance.

Rosse wanted a potential seed from Skypiea, not two cowards who could flip at any time.

Screech!

A crimson flying slash landed on the ground.

In front of this slash, the ground was like tofu being cut open, a hundred-meter-long crack split wide.

The crack was less than half a meter from the nearest part of the crowd.

“AHHHH?”

“…”

Gion’s slash caused a wave of panic among countless people.

They had just seen with their own eyes that the god’s messenger, whom they thought unbeatable, was cut down like a chick in front of Gion with one strike.

Now Gion was clearly displeased, making them all panic.

Everyone looked at each other, but in the end, fell into silence again.

Even so, no one stepped forward.

Or rather, they lacked a person to lead.

Even the God’s Guards who had survived by submission now buried their heads the lowest, unwilling to be the scapegoat.

It was fine to lower one’s head to survive.

But to become the manager Rosse spoke of, that would truly be betrayal of Skypiea.

‘Interesting…’

Rosse looked at the silent crowd, a flash of amusement in his eyes.

He could feel it. The Skypieans were very afraid of him.

These people didn’t dare to step out mainly due to herd mentality. They were all just a group of ostriches, nothing more.

If someone stood up, the rest would probably flip instantly.

But if no one stood up, unless a large number were killed, these people, pressured by others or the gods, still wouldn’t dare to take the lead.

‘Perfect.’

Rosse just happened to want to see. Faced with an increasingly deadly threat, could anyone among this group of ostriches stand up?

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