Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Colt's Warning



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Neptune couldn't believe his ears.

What had he just heard?

The man standing before him had ordered Hoshigaki Kisame to slaughter nearly a hundred fishmen and mermaids, yet now he brazenly claimed to be helping Fish-Man Island.

Did he take Neptune for a fool, or was this person utterly mad?

Colt ignored Neptune's anger.

He opened his right palm, and an irresistible gravitational force pulled the dazed Shirahoshi to his side.

"Shirahoshi!"

The eldest prince, Fukaboshi, panicked and charged at Colt, brandishing his trident.

Clang!

Kisame stepped in, blocking the attack effortlessly and sending Fukaboshi flying with a single slash of his blade.

"Prince, I suggest you remember your place," Kisame said coldly.

"Colt-sama's words must be treated with attention. This is your savior you're addressing."

This guy...

Was he really part of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?

Robin's lips twitched slightly.

It seemed Kisame had maxed out his skill in flattery, displaying his unwavering loyalty to Colt at every opportunity.

'What a talent.'

"Stand down," Colt said calmly.

"Fukaboshi is only acting out of concern for his sister."

Colt continued to idly play with Shirahoshi's hair.

His gaze shifted to Neptune; his tone soft but commanding:

"King Neptune, although many years have passed, you haven't forgotten the reason behind Queen Otohime's death, have you?"

As he spoke, the Fish-Man soldiers who had rushed in fell unconscious one by one, their weapons clattering to the ground.

Colt disliked having weapons pointed at him.

Neptune's pupils shrank. He didn't dare act rashly and instead pondered Colt's question.

"Queen Otohime once dreamed of the fishmen living on land openly, breaking the barriers between them and humans. To achieve this, she tirelessly lectured and shared knowledge about humanity..."

Colt's words brought back memories for the royal family, silencing them.

Shirahoshi began to cry unconsciously, remembering how her mother would come to her, tears streaming down her face whenever the people rejected her ideals.

Back then, Shirahoshi would cry along with her.

Those were her most fond moments.

"Hody Jones was just a symptom-a representation of the deep-seated hatred for humans among the inhabitants of Fish-Man Island. His death doesn't erase this hatred."

"As long as these ideas persist, you'll never achieve true peace with humanity."

Colt's calm analysis left Neptune with no choice but to admit the truth.

Even he harbored a deep-seated mistrust of humans.

"That's why you should thank me," Colt continued. "I've cut off this hatred at its root, preventing an even greater crisis in the future."

"I promise that within five years, the residents of Fish-Man Island will be able to live freely on land, with the same rights as humans."

Colt spread his hands, a gentle smile on his face.

Yet the temperature in the palace dropped as he continued; his voice laced with cold

authority:

"But for this to happen, you must abandon your narrow-minded racial thinking."

"While it may be difficult for others, I hope you, King Neptune, will guide your people wisely."

"Otherwise..."

Colt trailed off, leaving the unspoken threat hanging in the air.

Without waiting for a response, he ordered Kisame to escort them to their assigned quarters, ending the tense banquet.

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Shirahoshi appeared at the gates of Ryugu Palace, ready to serve as a tour guide.

Neptune doubted Colt's claim that all fishmen could achieve equality with humans within five

years.

But under the current circumstances, he had no choice but to comply.

With Jinbei driven back to the Whitebeard Pirates and Kisame reigning supreme, open defiance would only lead to ruin.

However, Neptune had received word that the Whitebeard Pirates were on their way.

The inevitable clash would determine Fish-Man Island's fate.

If Kisame emerged victorious, Neptune would have to seriously consider Colt's proposal.

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"Colt-sama, which of the destinations mentioned yesterday shall we visit first?" Shirahoshi asked, her large eyes filled with excitement.

Her innocent mind had already forgotten yesterday's tension, focusing instead on showing Colt around Fish-Man Island and satisfying her own curiosity.

Having been confined to the Hard Shell Tower since she was six, this was a rare chance for her

to explore.

"Let's start with the Mermaid Cafe," Colt replied with a smile. "I'm curious about the place."

Shirahoshi nodded enthusiastically.

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The group attracted plenty of attention as they moved through the island. Shirahoshi's presence was especially noteworthy, as many residents had all but forgotten their princess. Shirahoshi shyly cradled Colt in her palm, carefully placing him on her chest like a treasured

beanbag.

Colt found a comfortable position to recline. Shirahoshi's size made even her palms feel like

an oversized, luxurious sofa.

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At the Mermaid Cafe, Shirahoshi gently placed Colt on the ground.

"Princess Shirahoshi, it's wonderful to see you outside the Hard Shell Tower," greeted

Madam Shyarly, the cafe's glamorous owner, whose crescent-shaped tail made her instantly

recognizable.

Shirahoshi tilted her head curiously.

"Have we met before?"

Madam Shyarly smiled mysteriously, offering no explanation.

Over a decade ago, she had prophesied the arrival of a princess destined to command the Sea

Kings.

At the time, Shirahoshi hadn't even been born.

Her sharp gaze shifted to Colt, narrowing slightly as she instinctively sensed danger.

"Madam Shyarly," Colt said, stepping forward with a casual smile. "I've heard about your

renowned divination skills. Today, I'd like you to perform a reading for each of us."

He gestured to himself, then to Nami and the others.

Madam Shyarly's expression turned serious.