One Piece: Please Call Me Godfather!

Ah ——

Once dominating the East Sea, with a bounty of 16 million, the great pirate now lay like a dog, sprawled on the ground, his face stomped on, blood spitting from his mouth, his hair disheveled, his whole body in a state of great misery.

Francklin's fur slowly receded, quickly returning to his human form.

Looking down at Kuro under his foot, Francklin's eyes flashed with a hint of violent fury.

This guy's attire did resemble Reinhardt's somewhat.

Thinking this, he pressed harder, stepping down on Kuro's head, causing the entire kettle to shake.

Reinhardt!!

Though his foot was on Kuro, Francklin internally shouted Reinhardt's name.

A trace of despair flashed in Kuro's eyes.

Colonel Francklin of the Loguetown Navy Headquarters, how could such a powerful figure appear here?

Wasn't my plan supposed to have been perfectly successful? That lucky break, the Navy had all been promoted to Navy Lieutenants, and it had even been reported in the papers.

Why is it exposed now?

"You, what do you want to do to Butler Klahadore?"

At this moment, a couple appeared, leading a little blonde girl. The husband, trembling with fear, asked.

Francklin recognized them as the couple, Kuro's undercover servants. It seemed Kuro's disguise was quite effective.

Francklin, too lazy to chat with them, casually threw a piece of paper at them. "We're the Navy, take a look."

The husband received the paper and instinctively unfolded it. After a moment, his entire body froze, and he stuttered, "A hundred, hundred, Hundred Plans Kuro?!"

In his hand was clearly a bounty order.

"Klahadore is a pirate!!"

"This guy was caught by me."

Francklin lifted his foot off Kuro and turned to leave, too lazy to waste time talking with the residents here.

It was time to return to Loguetown.

"Ugh ——"

Unable to endure the rough treatment from Francklin, Kuro couldn't help but let out a groan.

Francklin suddenly recalled the night when Reinhardt spoke to him, saying that he could learn some very useful techniques from Kuro.

Was that the quiet move this guy was using?

Francklin thought, and it was indeed a very good technique. Even someone like Kuro, with his level of skill, could execute it so fast that ordinary people wouldn't see it clearly. Though it seemed simple in Francklin's eyes, this was based on the physical qualities Kuro had developed from using his abilities.

If I were to use this technique...

Francklin's eyes lit up. Could I possibly reach the level of Rokushiki's first technique, Soru?

With my naturally clever abilities, if I could master this technique, my strength would greatly improve!

Thinking of Rokushiki, Francklin couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Rokushiki and Haki were almost synonymous with the elite officers of the Navy.

But for me, these two techniques were still a distant goal.

"Sigh."

Francklin sighed.

Back to Loguetown.

Returning, facing that bastard Reinhardt.

Loguetown, Ulysses Mansion.

Bartolomeo, with a cloth over his eyes, was surrounded by several family members holding wooden bows and arrows, constantly shooting at him.

Bartolomeo's body was swollen and red from the shots, gritting his teeth and glaring, trying to avoid the attacks.

He was in the process of training Busoshoku Haki and Kenbunshoku Haki.

Kenbunshoku was for evasion, while Busoshoku was for solid defense.

Reinhardt, watching from the study window, nodded slightly.

The speed at which (King of the Night) developed was visible to the naked eye. Bartolomeo's Haki training was progressing very quickly, and it was likely that within a month, he would awaken his Haki.

"Master," Jackson knocked on the study door, "Did you need me?"

Reinhardt turned his head, "Mm, is the family's private treasury still plentiful?"

Jackson nodded, "Of course."

The Ulysses family was very wealthy.

As the most prominent family in Loguetown, their business empire was naturally extensive.

The three main sources of their wealth were: First, the alcohol industry. The Ulysses family produced a variety of liquors that sold well throughout Loguetown and even across the entire East Blue. This was a highly profitable business.

Second, the vegetable and spinach industry. This was not worth mentioning, but still profitable, with the family's stalls spread all over Loguetown.

Third, it was time for the protection fees.

The combination of these three factors made the family's cash flow astonishing.

Even though the family supported over a thousand people and had many friends who were costly, the family's private treasury was still very healthy.

"Very good."

Reinhardt nodded, "When expanding influence, you cannot do without economic power as a support. Once we can control the economy, the law will no longer be of utmost importance to us."

"The family business should be upgraded and expanded."

Jackson asked, "I understand the expansion, but what do you mean by upgrading, Master?"

"Liquor and vegetables, of course, are profitable industries, but they are still not enough," Reinhardt said. "Uncle Jackson, do you know which industry makes the most profit?"

Jackson hesitated for a moment, then said, "Guns and ammunition?"

In this chaotic world, the arms trade was indeed one of the most profitable industries.

"No," Reinhardt smiled and said. "The most profitable industry is, of course, monopoly."

"Monopoly?"

When a product is only provided by one business, that business naturally holds the power to set prices.

It must be said that the overall civilization level of the One Piece world is just at the medieval stage of the past era. However, small changes in certain daily technologies far exceed the standard.

For example, Reinhardt, since his birth, had a refrigerator at home, electricity had long been in use, and various medicinal herbs were available. The Ulysses family even sold liquor, with some varieties being dangerously strong.

In this situation, finding an untouched industry with technical barriers to entry is not an easy task.

But fortunately, after many years of navigating the seas, Reinhardt finally found a suitable business.

When the Ulysses family was working hard to upgrade and expand its business, Francklin returned.