It had already been three days since the battle with Zephyr.
"Who... who won?" Sharlo tried to sit up, but his entire body ached, and he lacked the strength.
"It's a draw, young master, a draw!" Martha quickly replied, soothing Sharlo and ensuring he lay back down.
From his position, Sharlo could see Martha's slightly swollen belly. She was also pregnant, carrying what would be his third child, though he didn't yet know if it was a boy or a girl. Currently, Sharlo had two children: a girl and a boy. The girl, born to Jenny, was two years old. Sharlo had named her Rockefeller Esdeath due to her blue hair, similar to her mother's, and her consumption of the Ice-Ice Fruit.
Esdeath had accidentally eaten the Devil Fruit while Sharlo wasn't paying attention. Not knowing what it was, she took a bite, gaining the fruit's powers. Sharlo, recalling a character from an anime in his past life, named her Esdeath as a nostalgic tribute. At two years old, she now roamed the ship, often causing trouble with her uncontrollable Devil Fruit powers, earning the nickname "The Little Witch."
Sharlo adored Esdeath despite the chaos she brought, cherishing her as his first child. His second child, born to Gillian, was a two-month-old boy who had yet to be named due to Sharlo's busy schedule and lack of time at home.
"Bring Esdeath here," Sharlo instructed Jenny.
Jenny hesitated, fearing Esdeath's icy powers might harm Sharlo. Even Jenny, despite her training, was occasionally injured by Esdeath's cold aura.
"It's fine, bring her over," Sharlo commanded firmly.
Jenny reluctantly brought Esdeath over. The blue-haired girl, sucking on a pacifier, was placed beside Sharlo. He touched her chubby cheek, feeling the coldness of her skin—a drawback of the Ice-Ice Fruit.
"Yah! Yah-yah!" Esdeath, feeling something on her face, slapped Sharlo's hand away with surprising strength.
Sharlo laughed, pleased with her strength, as it indicated she could protect herself.
"Esdeath!" Jenny exclaimed, worried about Sharlo, but he waved her concern away.
"No worries," he assured her, knowing his own condition. He was merely weak and needed nourishment.
"Order the cooks to bring all the meat," Sharlo instructed a maid in the hallway.
A dozen maids soon arrived, carrying trays of roasted meat and various dishes, setting them on the table in Sharlo's room.
"Help me up," Sharlo said.
Alice and Nell quickly assisted him to the table, where the maids began feeding him small pieces of meat. Sharlo ate voraciously, directing them to keep going without pause.
"More, triple the portions," Sharlo ordered as he finished the initial servings.
The maid hurried to relay the order. Meanwhile, Sharlo felt a bit of strength returning, enough to tear off the bandages wrapping his body.
"Ah! Young master!" the maids exclaimed in shock, but it was too late.
"Why am I not wearing any clothes underneath?" Sharlo muttered, embarrassed to find himself naked in front of so many maids. Despite his typically thick skin, this was too much.
"Quick, cover him up!" Martha said, draping a cloak over Sharlo.
"Everyone out!" she ordered the other maids, who left with blushing faces.
Once alone, Sharlo donned his clothes with Martha's help, regaining enough strength to start eating directly from the plates.
Not long after, more maids returned with fresh dishes. The kitchen was working overtime, with the chefs cooking furiously to keep up with Sharlo's appetite.
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