Chapter 42: The Secretary Candidate

  Monet immediately followed up, with both hands locking onto Hobodi's neck, the chill on his body spreading from inside to outside, sweeping across Hobodi's entire body.

  The entire body of Hobodi, visible to the naked eye, was gradually covered with a layer of white snow, and his skin was also frozen bright red.

  However, Hobodi's face showed no signs of pain at all.

  "Is this your trump card? As for calories, I can have as much as I want."

  A faint sound arose, causing Mona to pause in surprise. Suddenly, the white snow that had been covering Hobodi's body began to dissolve, forming hot water droplets that fell onto the snowy ground.

  Monet looked at this scene with some incredulity: "How is it possible, you clearly didn't use the whirlwind to heat up your body, how can you still evaporate my snow?"

  Skin to skin, Mona felt the increasingly high heat emanating from Hobodi's body and couldn't help but loosen her grip on his neck. If she continued to hug him like this, even she, as "Snow", would melt.

  "There's nothing impossible, from the moment I ate the Devil Fruit my body was remade." Hopody said up to here, looking at Monai with a puzzled expression: "An old sailor told me that even the sweat dripping from my body can make men lust after me, how come you, as a woman, don't have any reaction?"

  "Is it the power of the Devil Fruit that turned you into a thermal body? What a disgusting physique." Monet's face was flushed red from Hopper's heat just now, and she hastily flew back dozens of meters, flapping her wings to hover in mid-air, using the cold air to dissipate the heat.

  "You'll like it soon enough." Hopperdy grunted, his body immediately stirring up a whirlwind that wrapped around him again. One hand transformed entirely into dragon claws as he leapt towards the sky-bound Monet.

  In the blink of an eye, Hobodi's figure appeared in front of Monet, with a dragon claw mark on Monet's left chest, and a powerful force pierced through, creating a patch of snow.

  Monet's face was in pain, and he hurriedly wanted to elementalize, starting from his hair and falling off.

  Hobadi's paw shot out again, hitting the right chest area once more. Under Hobadi's evil intentions, Monet's two breasts formed two huge cavities.

  One after another, Hobody struck Monet's shoulder, abdomen, leg, and other parts with a flurry of attacks. Although each attack was just a splash of snow, when Monet reformed her physical body, she would find that the areas hit by the thermal energy attacks would recover at an abnormally slow rate. Even after recovering, she would still feel a dull ache.

  Although heat energy is said to have restrained Monet as "snow", Hobodi's attack cannot ignore the snow and directly capture the opponent's physical attack.

  Kerzeh Snow is more dependent on high temperatures, and Hobodi currently uses "iron blocks" and hurricane friction to maintain high temperatures, which are limited to this extent.

  If Hobodi could control flames or lightning at a higher temperature, he would directly scorch Monet's physical body with an attack, and wouldn't need to use the current method of attack.

  Now Hobodi's attack is more about strangling than defeating.

  As he watched the "snowman" in front of him being beaten to a pulp and collapsing to the ground, Hobodi knew that Monet had hidden again.

  Ten or so meters behind, in the snowy ground, a green-haired woman with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth sat on the ground, staring hatefully at Hobodi's back.

  "Snow cone!"

  From the center of Hobodi's feet, a huge snow cone suddenly protruded from between his legs. At that moment, Hobodi subconsciously thought of an iron block and hastily stopped it in his mind.

  "I'm not going to test that with my own second-in-command." Hobodi's face turned black, and he hastily jumped back several meters away in the snowy ground.

  "Snow cone!"

  Hobbit, who had just stood up for a short while, immediately had another snow cone appear between his legs. Hobbit looked at Monet, who was sitting on the ground not far away, with a face as black as coal: "You're enough."

  Hobodi directly used the wind under his feet as a dive, bouncing in front of Monet, and one claw pierced through Monet's shoulder.

  A scarlet flash burst forth, and this time, Hobodi truly hit her physical body.

  Monet let out a pained cry and fell to the ground. In his golden pupils, all that remained for Hobodi was a belly full of malice.

  "Give up!" Hobodi looked at her calmly: "From the moment you knew I knew your weakness, you should have understood that you couldn't win!"

  Monet's expression revealed a mysterious smile: "Even so, even if there is a slight chance of hurting you, I will still get rid of you for the young master. Snow Piercer!"

  Hobodi's face sank, and he directly opened his Dragon Claw hand, then clenched a fist and struck Monet's body.

  Monet was knocked flying several meters away and got up in disarray.

  Looking at the man in front of her, she was already powerless to move. Defeating Drake, Luo and Hawkins earlier had consumed a lot of physical strength, controlling the entire auction scene as snowflakes fell. Just now, being hit by the man in front of her, the pain that followed made her physical strength unable to support itself anymore.

  Being hit by this man's physical body one after another is the best proof.

  Now the only one who can make these very easy-to-dodge attacks is also her last resort, and she also knows that it's fundamentally impossible to hit.

  "That's enough, since you can't elementalize, it's better to admit defeat early."

  "Aren't you going to kill me?" Monet's expression was puzzled, she had been weakened by elementalization at that time, this man could have killed her with just two moves, but he didn't do so.

  "Is it still the big man's chivalry that cannot bear to kill a woman?" Mo Nai sneered.

  Hoboldi shook his head: "Sorry, I'm not a warrior, gentleman or knight. Letting you live is because you have value to me, didn't I say that before? Since coming to Beihai, my true face has only been revealed in front of you."

  "So what?"

  "I'm short a secretary, and you should have the talent for it." Hobodi stated his purpose, no doubt Monet had served as Caesar's secretary in Ponce de Hauteville four years ago, only to be eliminated by Monet himself at the end.

  As for Monet's experience, Hobodi doesn't care about it, and he only does so because he is familiar with the other party. Just like he clearly knows that Luo is a master of backstabbing, but still forms an alliance with him.

  Monet smiled, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth already went without saying: "Although I'm very grateful that you think so highly of me, but you and Young Master are on opposing sides, I won't serve you. Moreover, this time being defeated by your hand, plus today's events, even if I return to Dress Rosa, I don't have any remaining life left. I'll be killed by Young Master, kill me then. I am Monet of the Donquixote Family! For my family's sake, I'm willing to die..."

  "In other words, you'd rather die for a few francs than be my secretary?" Hoppy's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

  "That's it."

  "To be honest, you're a bit pathetic." Hobodi walked to the front row of the stage, cleared away a patch of snow, pulled out a man with a chestnut-shaped head from inside, removed his clothes and put them on himself.

  Hobodi came back to Monet's side again, with the latter's eyes flashing with unknown fluctuations.

  "Don't try to make a move again, it's useless!" Hoboldi saw her small movements and hummed: "I have some understanding of you from a certain channel. The feeling you give me, using the psychological analysis I've learned; You often follow only behind the strong, like to lick your lips habitually, speak without going deep, knowing when to advance or retreat..."

  Hobadi's words were not finished, Monet's hand that was tightly grasping the snowy ground ready to attack relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared on his face, leaving Hobadi speechless.

  It's this kind of reaction again.

  He continued, "That habit represents that you may have had a bad experience when you were young and yearn for a strong person to protect you, so you should be a weak person! Never delve into the other's topic, only stay on the surface to express your views, this proves that your inner heart is afraid of being denied, afraid of being abandoned by the hero who changes your life, timid and inferior. And the possessiveness towards children is not just because of orders, but more because you want to change your own bad experiences, and take yourself as the savior of your childhood!"

  The most shocking words, it's impossible for Monet to not have a ripple in his heart. But even so, Monet was not moved by Hobodi's words: "And then?"

  Monet didn't know where the man knew him from, but his guess was close to his own experience. As for those children, he was a bit puzzled, he didn't have that kind of experience.

  "Shouldn't it be Doflamingo who changed your bad experiences? (Original comic SBS: Mona and Sugar had a very miserable time after the battle of Dressrosa and were taken in by Doflamingo.)" Hordy saw a hint of shock deep within Mona's eyes, then said: "So for the hero in your heart, even if it means going to die, you'd be willing."

  "What a novel conjecture, what's wrong with doing so? Be my secretary and give up this idea!" Mona had lost interest, she knew that the man said these things were all for the sake of 'secretary'.

  If she continues to let this man speak, her inner pillar will probably collapse.

  "'Die for family'? That's the sad part. I don't know what kind of person Multiple Frog is, but to be eliminated after a failed mission isn't how you treat family."

  "This is just your subjective judgment. The Don Quixote family is not an ordinary family, we have our own family creed, under the premise of the young master's ideal, these creeds are necessary! We are all willing to sacrifice for the young master's ideal. Since you won't kill me and spare my life, I will return to the new world myself and wait for disposal!" Mona said, getting up.

  "Hopkins kicked her into the snow with one foot: "Don't get too close, I didn't agree to let you go. Foolish woman, it's fortunate that Florence saved you and gave you peace, and I won't argue with your willingness to die for him. But now you're in my hands, I want you to be my secretary, and you must become my secretary, there's no option to refuse, understand?"

  An intangible aura emanated from Hobody, and Monet suddenly felt a chill creeping over her heart. Her brain's consciousness was delayed for a few seconds before recovering normally. She was perplexed, as she herself was "snow" and wouldn't feel the cold. Why just now...

  What...!?

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