Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King-Chapter 625 - 373: You Will Surely Be the Savior!

Flame!

Grace was visibly startled, took half a step back, and shook his head: "But that’s the King."

"I’m a damn Pirate, who cares if he’s a King or not!"

Sage ghosted forward, snatching the jar from Grace’s hand before he could react, and hurled it toward the flood of fat rushing in.

Bang!

The powerful throw made the jar crash violently, and the gas released formed a dense space under the fat, which upon impact, created sparks...

Kuma!

"Ah!!"

With a painful howl, the mass of fat quickly turned into flames, transforming into a huge burning fire. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Aside from using Haki to counter it, there’s a much simpler way, that is, to find something that restrains it.

This kind of fat is laborious to deal with, if someone like Sage finds it troublesome, others probably don’t stand a chance.

But everything has a counterbalance.

Sometimes, something difficult can be unexpectedly overcome by something ordinary.

For instance, fire cooking oil.

This level of fat can truly be considered as oil, and quite flammable at that.

Just a small spark immediately set it ablaze everywhere.

The fire emitted a dazzling brightness, illuminating the already luminous hall, and the massive flames clung to the glowing walls, instantly reducing the wall thickness by a layer.

Everywhere, there’s this guy’s fat oil!

"No wonder we’re told not to light fires..."

Sage sneered, quickly retreating to the position at the shattered doorway before stopping.

"Sage!"

Lily also retreated to the doorway at this time, reuniting with Marika.

The sudden rampant fire forced her to withdraw, but it also confirmed for her that the emitted light...was indeed oil!

"Both of you step back..."

Sage targeted the hall ahead, his fist coiled with black and red lightning, and punched forward.

"I’ll make it burn even hotter!"

Boom!

Under the impact of Haki, all the walls blocking the way were shattered and leveled, the burning debris scattered, turning the ground into a vast expanse of rubble.

Only then did Sage see the massive mountain of fat continuously rising and pouring out from a huge hole in the back, filling the entire space, a grotesque face within the flames howling in agony, trying to move forward.

The fat mass, filling the internal mountain body, rose almost skyward after burning.

"Fire! It is fire!"

The enormous blaze illuminated the night, catching the attention of everyone in the Royal Capital. They stared blankly at the sky-high flames bursting from the mountain gates, as if the mountain itself were set ablaze, becoming unusually bright.

They hadn’t seen flames in a long time... nor even light, struggling to distinguish in the darkness by moonlight alone.

Under the no-flame decree, even lamps were confiscated, and nights in the Royal Capital remained perpetually dark.

Where did such brilliance come from...

"Help, help me! You damn commoners... save me!"

The massive flames continued to howl, relentlessly advancing until reaching the doorway breach, only then slowing until extinguishing.

After the fat burned away, a charred, blackened, humanoid figure remained, one hand outstretched, slumping in front of Sage.

In the deep pit, fire still burned, casting light for the people below to see the fallen figure.

Though unrecognizable, they could still feel that this was Ferngard.

The king who left them starving, Ferngard, their King...

"So... easy?"

Becky murmured in disbelief, gazing at the charred figure above.

The King who brought kingdom downfall, nearly starving them to death, reduced them to eating wild roots and stems, who was untouchable no matter the resistance, with immense ruling power, was simply burned to death?

So effortless, that Becky felt his hard days in the Cloud Mountain Kingdom were a vain illusion.

If they’d used fire earlier, would they have avoided starvation long ago?

"The King... is gone."

Remaining individuals, dumbfounded, also murmured in disbelief.

The surroundings seemed frozen, each person standing still, gazing at the charred figure, and watching the sky-piercing fire emanating from within the mountain body.

"The King is dead!!"

Finally, someone from the crowd shouted, countless people raising their arms, shouted with a thunderous storm.

Some cried, some yelled, in the sky-high blaze, extraordinarily clear and distinct.

Lily watched calmly below, some excited, yet others fearful.

This also happened in O’hara; after overthrowing the nobility, the ruled did not initially feel relief or joy, but fear.

Without ruler, they were like headless flies, unsure of tomorrow.

Even nearing starvation, lineage and law remained deeply ingrained.

But even this can be addressed, Lily wielded familiarity.

Anyway, it wasn’t their territory, taking people away, allowing Sage to rule, after a period of time it would be alright.

That’s why Sage’s plan didn’t need detailing, because eliminating the supreme ruler meant the rest was simple.

"There’s fire now! We can cook meals with fire from now on!"