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It's been a few days since Nero and Fujiwara became companions and friends. Now they were training, with wooden swords, in the Training Room. Nero was wielding a wooden katana, while Fujiwara was wielding two.

They had been training for a few hours, until they finally decided to take a break.

Nero: You're very good at using Nitoryu.

Fujiwara: And you're not bad using Ittoryu either.

They were now outside the ship, when Nero noticed a newspaper seagull landing on the side of the ship, Nero immediately took a newspaper and paid the seagull, with it soon taking off.

Nero: Let's see what's interesting happening in the world today.

He said to himself, soon starting to leaf through the newspaper. But nothing very interesting was happening when he noticed an article that caught his attention.

Nero: *Smiling* {That sounds interesting.}

Fujiwara: What's wrong, Nero?

He asks, approaching his Captain.

Nero: Take a look at this.

He said, showing the article that caught his eye.

Fujiwara: "Queen Lyrian of Ken Island summons all the swordsmen of the East Blue to her island to participate in a tournament, to determine who is the best swordsman in the East Blue."

He said, reading the article aloud. Soon he also had a smile on his face, beneath the mask.

Fujiwara: *Smiling* Are you thinking the same as me?

Nero: *Smiling* I don't know. Are you thinking the same as me?

The two then prepare to leave towards Ken Island. Because they planned to participate in the tournament.

Meanwhile, on Ken Island.

It was possible to see numerous people filling the streets of the Evergreen Kingdom, a kingdom known for its prosperous spice trade. Meanwhile, in one of the castle's windows, a beautiful woman watched the commotion below. That was Queen Lyrian.

The queen, a figure of unparalleled refinement and beauty, embodies the essence of seduction and elegance in its most majestic form. Her presence is like a ray of golden sunshine amidst the shadows of the castle, a sight that captures the imagination of all who are privileged to witness her magnificence.

Her hair, black as midnight, cascades in a rippling fashion, framing a face sculpted by gods. Her eyes, deep and mysterious, are the color of the ocean on a stormy day, mesmerizing anyone who dares to look into them. They are eyes that reveal wisdom, passion and a touch of mystery, as if they hold unfathomable secrets.

Her skin was like porcelain, smooth and flawless, reflecting the light in an ethereal way. Her lips, sensual and red like rubies, invite stolen kisses and promises of fiery passion. Every gesture, every graceful movement, is a dance that seems made especially for those who observe it.

Her clothing is a spectacle in itself, a mix of silk, velvet and lace that hugs her curves in a sublime way, highlighting her slender and elegant figure. Sparkling jewels adorn her neck, wrists and fingers, reflecting the light from the hall's chandelier and sending sparks of desire into the hearts of everyone around her.

Queen Lyrian: It seems many have come. That is good.

Her voice was like music to the ears, soft and melodious, capable of calming even the most restless minds. Her words are full of intelligence, insight and a touch of mischief, leaving those who hear her enchanted and intrigued at the same time.

But it's not just her appearance that makes her sexy. The way she moves, how she commands everyone's attention with a simple look, how she makes the entire world revolve around her. She is a born seductress, a queen who knows how to use her power masterfully, winning hearts and minds with a smile or a gesture.

The queen is the personification of sensuality, a figure who inspires desire and devotion in everyone who has the honor of being at her side. She is a goddess among mortals, a vision that makes hearts beat faster and souls get lost in a sea of passion. She is the queen everyone desires, but only few are lucky enough to truly know.

Queen Lyrian: I just hope one of them can help us.

It was then that she was taken out of her thoughts when one of her employees entered her room and said:

Employee: Forgive my intrusion, ma'am.

Queen Lyrian: What is it, Sebastian?

The employee, now named Sebastian, bowed and said:

Sebastian: A ship, flying a pirate flag, has been spotted approaching the island.

Queen Lyrian: Are you from a known band?

Sebastian: No, my lady. And from what we could see, there are only two people on board.

Queen Lyrian: Good. It looks like they won't be a problem.

She said, soon standing up. She then leaves her room, soon taking her personal carriage to go to the place where the tournament would take place, which is a coliseum-style arena.

As soon as she arrived, she went to her personal box. From where she could see the entire arena.

Queen Lyrian: {Soon, the tournament will begin.}

She thinks to herself.

Meanwhile, it is possible to see Nero and Fujiwara disembarking at the island's port. With both of them having smiles on their faces despite them being hidden by their masks.