After the incidents that had occurred on the previous island, the crew had very much mellowed out. Scipio took his training much more seriously than he had ever so far and Angella was more than happy to oblige.

On the first day aboard the s.h.i.+p she had already made an in-depth and well thought out plan that she would fallow to teach the boy, even employing a bit of the ancient language in her teachings.

If one were to look at the amount of information that was being dumped on the poor child, it would seem like he was a victim to psychological abuse. Nonetheless he had never complained and took the cla.s.ses extremely seriously.

He had gotten so good at other things that he actively helped the other members of the crew. Fawkes now did not have to solely deal with the food and had time out of his previously tight regime to begin training. Which he had done with much vigor.

Sorren was by far the most aided individual. Now he no longer had to deal with all the crews routine check ups, which he had decided to do after the fight that Angella had taken part in. Now every two days he would conduct a full body check up of all the crewmembers and tallied all the information he had in a special notebook so he would be able to clearly write down an individual's medical history.

Scipio helped him compile this data. Thus our crew now had an effective medical plan and a plan of recuperation for any situation that the crew would have to deal with save for extreme conditions.

Terrick now had a sparring partner to help him in the guise of Scipio armed with an a.r.s.enal of weapons against his unarmed counterpart. He had gotten so good that in one of their bouts of battle he had been able to awaken Observation Haki, however briefly, when Scipio had implemented a plan of action with a pack of iron threads.

As for me, I had dealt with this situation as I would any other traumatic incident. By investing a large amount of time into Mimir. Now I had hit a snag in its development plan in lieu of an abject lack of funds.

I had already invested as much as the world government would have to pay for a pretty competent crew of Paradise pirates and the organizations financial needs would only grow.

Scipio had been able to help me optimize the way that I spent money by properly auditing the organization's finances and was known by the epithet of Caput. At first he had been flabbergasted by the silly sounding nickname but when I had explained to him what it meant, he had been more than happy to adopt the name and the responsibilities that came with it.

He worked as the administrative head of the organization now, as I had been quite impressed by the way that he had handled himself. His plans had already taken a functioning shape and I was sure that, given a few months time he would be able to raise the organization to the levels of baroque Works as it was under Crocodile.

Mimir however was not that kind of organization. Already we had employed the aid of a few trustworthy ex marine officials. The oppressive pension policy of the world government worked wonders on the recruitment.

I must say, it almost felt like the World Government wanted to be overthrown!

Each of the ex marines had a pretty low ranking, nonetheless however they were disciplined enough to train younger members with a strict method for a hefty pay. The training regime had been prepared by yours truly with a little input from Sorren and Terrick, to train master a.s.sa.s.sins and already the methods were showing some promise.

The a.s.sa.s.sins would be useless for anyone over the rank of an ensign, and that too only the ensigns in the blues. Nonetheless they proved to be quite effective in spreading their name in the underground.

Already they had taken the head of many pirates with notable bounties.

The MO of the organization so far was the selling of information, and it had raked in a lot of cash from those transactions. Enough to foot around the same price as I had invested. If things went on as they did however, it would take a long time for the organization to truly bloom into fruition. It still needed stable and continuous investments from me…

Which was where my last job in the West Blue came into the picture. I had heard of a particular family that owned a sizable fortune.

And, they were right here! How could I be called a pirate if I could not rob them blind?!

"Captain! We are nearing the ports!" Scipio's voice called out from the crow's nest, breaking me out of my reverie.

"Copy that cabin boy Scipio!" I called out loudly as I walked out of the cabin. "Guys! prepare for landing!" I roared out loud as I took a deep breath of the morning breeze.

"Belay that!" Fawkes belted out loud as he pushed me off the pedestal on the deck of the s.h.i.+p.

"Before we land, brothers your older brother has something to say!-" and he was cut short by the only female of the crew blowing a loud raspberry in his direction before throwing a handful of rope at his face.

"Sister too!" he immediately and hastily amended as he ducked to avoid the incoming projectile.

"and you better believe it!" Angella called out playfully as she skipped over to the side of the s.h.i.+p and pushed off the heavy anchor easily.

Even though no one on the crew save for me and Fawkes had awakened Armament Haki, everyone still approached the threshold of physical strength that existed as a prerequisite of the art. Something as mundane as pulling up a heavy piece of metal was hardly worth talking about.

"We know what you want to say big bro!" Sorren chortled as he went along to accompany Angella as she lowered the bridge off the side of the s.h.i.+p.

"G.o.d d.a.m.nit that was my first chance to act cool!" Fawkes whined as he frowned. If one had not heard what he had just said one might even be forgiven for thinking that he was ruminating over some serious issue.

"Humpf that's what you get for stealing my spot." I muttered darkly as I walked off the s.h.i.+p. Nonetheless I could not help but smile. Everyone was opening up, my family had grown…