One Piece Female Marines Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 35: THE BLOOD MOON WARNING Scene 103: The Vision Begins The army on Tsukishima wore my face. Hundreds of women stood along the black shore in white armour, each carrying a curved blade. Their eyes glowed beneath the distant sky. Raiken moved closer. “Do not answer them.” “I did not hear anything.” The nearest woman opened her mouth. Every copy spoke at once. “You already did.” The sound crossed the water without wind. The sea path beneath us shivered.

To say that I’m glad to be on his side is an understatement; there’s no way I would want to be his enemy. “Glad to be here,” I grin, then embrace his wife before pushing her away. “Apologies, I forgot about your Sight.” The last time she touched me, she saw what I did to my dead wives; another perk of being a Goddess is you can see whatever the other person is hiding whether you want to or not. Other than that, she also alerted me to the name of my mate: Marina, or rather, Umiko. She chuckles and shakes her head. “No worries; I’ve been training!” she says proudly before turning to Umiko. “And this is?”

"In fact, I didn't know females could be warriors. It wasn't like that at Open Creek. Women had separate roles from the men." Isabella gave me a small smile. "It's different here. Romano Crest is too big to be conventional. Women are allowed to be warriors." "Yeah," Maria added, stretching. "We just train twice as hard." "I heard what happened to your pack, I'm really sorry about that," she added randomly. My blood ran cold. "Thank you," I said, uncomfortable. "Did you lose anyone close?" she pressed, tying her hair into a bun. "Ummmm....I don't want to talk about it," I replied tightly, averting my eyes.

Straps crisscrossed from his shoulders to just above his hips, ensuring a secure fit. Surveying the camp, Bryan noticed that most of the packs followed a similar design, except for a few exceptions—the ones assigned to Naida, Nerissa, Madissa, and the one brought by Marine. Since the mermaids lacked dorsal ridges, their packs were designed as a single solid bag, accommodating the unique shape of their bodies while still featuring straps for support and stability.

I thought Yosemite had been huge with forty. A sigh escaped Marni beside me. Her eyes twinkled, studying the warriors as they moved fluidly through the combination. Sweat soaked their clothes, at least for those who were wearing clothes. Most men ended up in simple workout shorts since they were easy to take on and off. The women had summer dresses to cover up, but they were loose enough that it didn’t restrict their movements. As one woman flipped over to evade an attack, I noticed the spandex shorts underneath. Some wore just spandex and sports bras. Wait. They had female warriors! And not even in the back, paired with each other. One woman with dark skin and hair in a plait was the strong

Would it affect the Supreme Warrior’s normal life? “Master, you’re the best! How do you know him? Oh my god, I’m going to be the Supreme Warrior’s bodyguard? Oh my god, I can boast about this for an entire lifetime!” the young girl, known as Elaine, yelled in excitement. The ten pretty women in front of him seemed to have gone crazy. These ladies may not be as pretty as Selena and the rest, but they were still quite pretty. It seemed to be a team of pretty ladies. Apart from that, quite a few of them were commanders, with two of them being marshals. Such combat ability was incredibly scary.

They both said that they had encroached into the territory of the rogues. They signal each other in order to protect themselves and get ready from the attacks which the rogues we are going to enforce on them. The rogues were all males and they were aware that the other two which they planned on attacking were women.They wanted to subdue them and take them forcefully as their mates into their own pack. The odour that came from their bodies made Maria throw up, but she knew she had to stay alert. Despite the fact that she was in pain .Maria was a very strong woman ,she was much more stronger than her mate and had defended him at different intervals when he was under attack.

“I’ve been surrounded by perverted men for the past ten years. I know exactly what you just thought.” He blushed, giving away the thought that he just had. “Sorry, I’m a guy.” “Meh.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Who doesn’t like a good p**n from time to time.” At his look of surprise, she rolled her eyes. “Please, I have a heartbeat.” “Just not used to a girl talking like that,” he admitted. “She’s not a girl,.” someone called out behind her. “She’s a Marine!” This time she joined in with the chorus of “‘OOH-RAH!”’ with the Marines in the crowd.

Amelia called out. A lithe figure darted from the ship's rigging, her aquamarine eyes alight with arcane energy. Marina, the siren of the seas, lifted her arms, and a torrential spout of water blasted from her palms, propelling a serpent back into the abyssal depths. Her voice, a weapon of its own, wove a disorienting melody, ensnaring the creatures’ senses and leaving them vulnerable.

I nod silently, while giving them an understanding smile. He then says, “I am the general, the leader of the guard. Next comes the brigadier, who functions as a beta, Alice. The three colonels: Antoine, Brigitte and Celest.” Everyone comes forward to greet me and hug me. I love that my guard comprises men and women, compared to what I see of Peter’s warriors, which is no women. “Girl, you better ask him about that. Why don’t have any warrior women? I clearly remember that he said that he was not sexist.”