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Toroa stood in the light of the sun on the horizon as the ship gently bobbed in the ocean's peaceful currents.

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 ship 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 classes 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 arsenal 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.

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 Assassins and already the methods were showing some promise.

The assassins 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.