Pirates: Building a Pirate Family

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Before the younger brother could answer, Charlotte already knew the answer!

In front of this younger brother, she immediately killed the three other men who were still hesitating.

"What!"

Blood sprayed on the younger brother's face, and he turned pale with fear.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The man kneeled, desperately kowtowing and begging for his life.

"Get up and take me to your boss's house!"

Charlotte looked at the only man who survived and spoke firmly.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The man breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Charlotte's words. As long as he had value, he wouldn't die.

Quickly gathering his thoughts, he stood up trembling and led the way for Charlotte, daring not to play any tricks.

The two quickly arrived at the headquarters of the Wolf Gang, which was also Beth's home.

Ignoring the thugs around, Charlotte walked in without hesitation.

"You...!"

Someone tried to question her, but was stopped by a colleague who signaled him to look behind.

What he saw left him frozen. The subordinates who usually followed the boss were trembling behind Charlotte, drenched in blood.

The little brother understood immediately—his boss was probably gone.

"Is it here?" Charlotte asked, eyeing the safe in front of her.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" the blood-covered man stammered.

"Is there a key?" Charlotte inquired.

"No, the key is with Beth, we don't know where it is."

Hearing this, Charlotte frowned. She approached the safe, examining its material.

"Go and cut it open!" she ordered the man.

Charlotte had decided to subdue these younger brothers for her own use. This way, she wouldn't have to live a miserable life.

"Yes!"

The man nodded quickly.

"By the way, what's your name? If you serve me, I'll leave the Wild Wolf Gang in your care. Can you handle it?"

The man, who had been trembling before, now spoke joyfully, realizing the opportunity.

"Don't worry, boss. My name is Ivan. I will definitely take care of everything for you, and make sure all the resources of the Wild Wolf Gang serve you!"

Ivan immediately expressed his loyalty.

"Alright, go on. Once you finish, come back to me!" Charlotte waved him off.

Charlotte sank into the sofa, feeling mentally exhausted and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, Charlotte woke up groggily. Several maids came in with toiletries, waiting for her to freshen up.

Once everyone left, Charlotte lay on the sofa, feeling a mix of emotion.

"Corruption, corruption!" she muttered. The comfortable sofa and the beautiful maids were wearing down her resolve.

"No, I need to get stronger and fiercer!" Charlotte stood up, shaking her fist.

When she entered the yard, she saw a dozen thugs in black suits standing in line.

"Hello, boss!" the men greeted, bowing at a 60-degree angle.

Charlotte waved her hand dismissively. She paid little attention to her subordinates. She let Ivan manage the Wild Wolf Gang, ensuring she had a comfortable environment to cultivate.

When she turned eighteen, Charlotte planned to set out on an adventure, whether to be a pirate or a navy officer was still uncertain.

During this time, she needed to train and hone her skills.

"Boss, the Wild Wolf Gang has surrendered," Ivan reported.

"Good. These people will be under your control from now on. I'll come to you if I need anything," Charlotte said to Ivan.

"Yes, boss."

Charlotte wasn't concerned about Ivan's loyalty. In the face of overwhelming strength, all schemes were powerless. He could easily crush any threats with a single punch.

Besides, Charlotte had recently awakened a new ability: her Haki (dominance) was much stronger than expected.

She also discovered that her Haki allowed her to predict dangers and read minds—this was like having the ability to foresee the future and hear others' thoughts!

"My Haki is even stronger than I thought!" Charlotte marveled.

She reflected on the previous year's intense training on the mountain. No matter how badly injured she was, as long as she had a good meal and a nap, she could always bounce back the next day. Her resilience was amazing.

"You can't waste your talent," Charlotte decided. She began her training anew.

Due to limited resources, Charlotte could only do basic physical training at first. Over the course of the next week, she returned to the mountains to continue her savage life.

Ivan was in charge of the Wild Wolf Gang, while Charlotte focused on her training. She didn't rush into swordsmanship, instead focusing on strengthening her body with added weight.

Starting with one ton, she gradually increased the load. She ran around the mountain for hours without rest, pushing herself to the limit.

Charlotte's training regimen was inspired by the anime she remembered, where Karp smashed mountains to practice his fists. Charlotte set this as her goal.

She ran with weights, jumped with weights, and swung a massive dumbbell with one arm. She worked on physical strength, leg power, and arm strength—training every part of her body.

Her extreme training regimen scared anyone who saw her. They couldn't fathom how her small body could endure such a tremendous force.

Soon, almost everyone in the town knew about Charlotte. She was rumored to be a monster.

"Have you heard? Charlotte is the Hercules God. My cousin saw her lifting a stone ten times bigger than herself while running in the mountains."

"That's nothing! I heard she can jump with stones twenty times her size!"

"Don't be ridiculous. Charlotte must be the mortal heir of a god, possessing the strength of a demigod!"

As the rumors spread, they evolved into legendary stories. Merchants passing through the town overheard the tales and began to spread them even further.

Little did Charlotte know, her reputation had grown far beyond what she imagined, all under the guise of a myth.

"Quick! Hurry up, serve the food!" Charlotte called to the servants.

The servants had already prepared a lavish meal and were waiting for her to sit down.

Charlotte devoured the food, leaving nothing behind—she even ate the bones of the barbecue, leaving an empty plate.

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