Chapter 354: The Captain Revived at Full Health

The night was deep, and a cool evening breeze brushed across the lawn of the Kings Plateau.

Tatsuya and Zoro stood quietly side by side, their gazes fixed on the direction where Sabo had vanished into the night.

The figure wearing a top hat and a deep blue trench coat had completely blended into the darkness, leaving no trace behind.

Although the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army did not enter the house to say goodbye to Luffy in person, in order to maintain that free-spirited nature unique to men of the sea,

his seemingly casual words before leaving had already unreservedly entrusted his deep concern and trust for his younger brother to the Straw Hat crew.

Just as the two outside were enjoying a moment of leisure, a sudden and massive commotion erupted from within the small wooden cabin.

With a muffled 'thud,' the entire simple wooden structure trembled slightly.

After two full days and nights of miraculous 'Sleep-Eating' and sufficient deep rest,

Luffy's seemingly tireless body had finally completed its self-repair.

He snapped his eyes open; there was no confusion in his clear gaze, which instead sparkled with a light as bright as the stars.

Immediately after, his body sprang straight up from the floor mat in an instant!

This sudden 'resurrection' movement gave Rebecca, who was standing nearby holding a tray, a massive fright.

She let out a cry of surprise, nearly dropping the tableware in her hands onto the floor.

Luffy, however, completely failed to notice the surprise of those around him.

He reached out both hands and rubbed his belly, which had become round and bulging because he had eaten too much meat, with great satisfaction.

Then he tilted his head back and let out a hearty, resounding laugh that rang through the roof:

"Ah—! That was a great sleep! I feel like my whole body is overflowing with power!"

Having completely regained his vitality, the moment Luffy's feet touched the ground, he immediately displayed his 'first instinct' as the Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates.

For him, whenever he experienced an earth-shaking battle of life and death and achieved final victory,

there was only one thing that had to be done; it was a tradition etched into his very bones.

He excitedly raised his arms high as if to embrace the entire world and shouted loudly to his companions who were busy with their own tasks inside the room:

"Everyone! Since we've successfully defeated that Doflamingo!

"Then what comes next is, of course—a banquet!!

"I want to eat meat! I want to eat lots and lots of meat!"

However, facing his Captain's enthusiastic command, Sanji, who was in charge of the meals, walked out of the simple temporary kitchen with a furrowed brow.

Holding a freshly washed soup spoon, he spread his hands toward Luffy and let out a helpless sigh, saying:

"Hey, hey, Luffy, you idiot, stop shouting blindly here.

"Don't you see what's happened over the last two days?"

Sanji used the soup spoon to point at the mountain of empty plates nearby that had been licked clean, explaining crossly:

"The daily consumption for our group after a battle is already staggering, and then you, this guy, have been stuffing your face like a bottomless pit in your sleep for the past two days.

"The ingredients that were originally stockpiled here have long since been eaten clean by you alone."

"Now there isn't even a vegetable leaf or a scrap of food left.

"You want to hold a banquet? With what?"

Hearing Sanji's heartless 'verdict,' the previously high-spirited Luffy instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, his shoulders sagging.

He let out a wail filled with disappointment and grievance:

"How can this be... My banquet... I'm so hungry..."

Just then, Kyros, who was inside the room, heard Luffy's wail and hurried to push open the door, stepping forward with steady, large strides.

This legendary gladiator who had once set an undefeated record of three thousand matches in the arena was now a father who had regained his life and reunited with his daughter.

At this moment, his eyes, which had weathered many storms, were filled with unhideable gratitude and deep respect.

He stopped in front of Luffy, his expression incredibly solemn.

Then, with a 'thud,' he dropped to one knee with great formality, pressing his broad right hand tightly against his left chest.

"Lord Luffy, and everyone of the Straw Hat Pirates, please give us a chance to repay you!"

Kyros's voice was powerful and resonant, carrying a sincerity and passion that could not be refused:

"You have all gone through life and death to save this country that was on the brink of destruction, and to save thousands upon thousands of broken families."

"If Dressrosa cannot even provide a full meal for our great benefactors right now,"

"then this country and its people will be forever ashamed and will never be able to hold their heads high before their benefactors!"

He stood up, the light in his eyes growing even more determined:

"Please wait here for a moment, heroes. I will go and inform His Majesty King Riku at once!"

With that, Kyros did not hesitate for a second. He turned and pushed through the wooden door, hurrying through the night toward the palace ruins.

...

Meanwhile, inside a temporary command post at the palace ruins, the lights were brightly lit.

King Riku sat before a desk temporarily piled together from rubble, his brow furrowed.

He was methodically handling complicated matters such as post-disaster reconstruction, the placement of the wounded, and the allocation of supplies.

Days of overwork made the old king look somewhat exhausted, but his spirit was more invigorated than ever before.

When Kyros hurried into the command post, knelt on one knee, and loudly announced the news that "the heroes who saved the country have awakened,"

the elderly king was so excited that he suddenly stood up from his chair.

Kyros quickly relayed the current predicament the Straw Hat crew was facing, as well as Luffy's request for a banquet and food.

After hearing Kyros's report, King Riku did not hesitate.

He turned around to face the busy ministers, generals, and citizen representatives who had come to help of their own accord, and with a wave of his hand, he issued his command as King:

"Quick! Pass on my order: everyone is to stop all their current work immediately!

"Go and take all the fine wine salvaged from the palace ruins, and all the food from the national treasury and warehouses everywhere, and bring it all out!

"Even if it is the last drop of wine or the last piece of meat, send it all to the Kings Plateau!"

King Riku's voice echoed in the night sky for a long time:

"Today, we shall use the passion of the entire nation to entertain the benefactors who saved our Dressrosa!"

The old king's command was like a warm spring breeze, instantly spreading through every street and alley of Dressrosa.

The civilians who were still clearing rubble and hauling stones through the night,

the insurgent gladiators who had laid down their weapons and voluntarily participated in the reconstruction,

and the agile, tireless Tontatta Tribe dwarves,

upon hearing this news, everyone put down the bricks, tiles, and tools in their hands.

No one complained about the exhaustion from days of labor, and no one was stingy with the remaining supplies in their own homes.

They joyfully found intact wine barrels from the ruins and carried them on their sturdy shoulders.

They pushed wooden carts loaded with various fresh ingredients, large chunks of roasted meat, and sweet fruits, laughing and talking along the way, and even singing ancient Dressrosa folk songs.

The gathering crowds were like waves of joy, surging from all directions of the island toward the Kings Plateau.

Shortly after, on the vast open ground in front of the Kings Plateau, mountains of wood were lit by sturdy men.

With a 'whoosh,' a massive bonfire soared into the sky.

The blazing firelight illuminated the entire dark plaza as bright as day.

Sparks danced in the night sky, lighting up the smiling faces of every Dressrosa citizen, which were filled with heartfelt gratitude.

On the open ground, cheerful exotic music had already begun to play.

Passionate dancers wearing bright flamenco dresses danced gracefully to the brisk beat, their skirts looking like blooming roses in the firelight.

The deafening cheers and expressions of gratitude from the citizens of the entire island intertwined, as if they were about to shake the stars down from the sky.

A massive 'Post-War Victory Banquet' full of laughter and freedom, belonging exclusively to the heroes, officially began on this reborn land!

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