Chapter 392: A Distorted Anime (1/2)

Kulas certainly did not want to pick abruptly and end up regretting the decision later on. He did not waste anymore of his time and looked at the lone man in the set of selections before him.

Long white cape, a cap with a marine print on its center, a flower on his chest and a distinctive floral tattoo on the left side of his body could be seen under a red vest.

It did not take long for Kulas to determine who this man was.

Akain, Fleet Admiral of 3 Piece.

Kulas quickly skipped this choice.

Although the Mag-Mag no Mi fruit blessed a powerful ability but he doubted that any form of magma could help him in the condition that he was in.

He could also not recall Akain, this justice obsessed person, has any healing capabilities of any kind. But since the anime 3 Piece Series was still ongoing, there was really no way to be sure.

The Fleet Admiral may have hidden curative abilities or he may not. Still, it was always a fool's man path to rest his fate on luck. Thus, Kulas would not gamble this new life on chances unknown and undiscovered.

So it was indeed a no brainer for him to muse at the last and perhaps the best choice amongst the three.

It was a woman.

She was perhaps a beauty in her prime but that mattered little with how milky and flawless her skin seemed to be at the present.

Her two mountainous treasures were prodigious enough that Kulas could not help but sport a reaction down south.

Although it was awkward at first but he welcomed the sensations of pleasure and excitement all the same. It was his body helping him cope of the presence of pain and nothing more.

And Kulas would certainly be stupid to reject such a soothing stimulus right now.

So he swallowed the blood on his throat hard to pause another fit of coughing and resumed his mind's inspection on the godly persona before him.

The mature lady was simply beautiful in her own way. With golden amber eyes and straight blonde hair, anyone's first impression of her would be that of a delicate and cultured lady.

And most would be wrong in that assumption for this was surely not a tamed lioness in the flesh. Perhaps the most significant aspect on her features was the violet rhombus mark on her forehead.

A mystique that promised relief and healing on the much afflicted body of the bloodstained boy.

”I choose her.” Kulas finally decided after weighing the consequences of each gift. Ultimately, he had picked the one option that could get him out from the biting reality of his anguish.

Aside from this, the other boons seemed paltry in comparison.

”Summon Initializing…”

”Summoned Being has successfully arrived!”