Chapter 11: Garp's Family
"Revolutionary Army? What is that?" Roger asked, raising his eyebrows as his eyes suddenly seemed to sparkle like stars. "That sounds like a handsome name!"
Liu Feng suppressed the irritation he felt at Roger's comment and coughed lightly, explaining sternly, "The Revolutionary Army is the largest anti-government organization in the world right now. Their purpose is to overthrow the unequal rule of the World Nobles who dominate the World Government. Their vision is to change the world by erasing the rules that favor cruel nobles, thereby creating a world of harmony, freedom, equality, and dreams."
Roger jumped up immediately, his eyes shining brightly as he shouted, "Incredible! So handsome!"
Liu Feng asked, with a look that seemed to see right through him, "You understand?"
Roger shook his head decisively. "No, I don't understand."
Liu Feng took a deep breath, fighting the urge to beat up the idiot beside him. "Simply put," he said, forcing himself to simplify, "they are going to overthrow the World Government and the Celestial Dragons." He knew that to communicate with Roger, he had to lower his own intellectual level, or he'd be angered to death.
Roger suddenly nodded in understanding. "What an incredible group of guys," he exclaimed. "This is something I couldn't do back then." As he spoke, his eyes showed a maturity and depth that was completely at odds with his earlier joking.
Liu Feng was stunned, suddenly remembering something. Although Roger usually acted reckless and foolish, he was serious when it came to key matters. He had to bury countless secrets at Laugh Tale, the place all pirates dreamed of reaching, because of a terminal illness, and in doing so, he set up the Great Pirate Era. The reasons and secrets behind this must have a great relationship with the Celestial Dragons and the World Government.
Thinking of this, Liu Feng jumped down from the mast, put an arm around Roger's neck, and said kindly, "Roger, are we brothers?"
Roger nodded as a matter of course. "Certainly!"
Liu Feng smiled. "Are we the best of friends?"
Roger nodded again. "Yes... best friends!"
"Then," Liu Feng said, narrowing his eyes, "as a brother and a best friend, we shouldn't have any secrets from each other, right?"
Roger gave a thumbs up. "That's natural!"
Liu Feng lowered his voice. "Then what happened back then? What did you find at Laugh Tale? Can you tell me?"
Roger shook his head. "That's impossible to tell you."
"That's not kind, you old friend Roger!" Liu Feng said angrily. "You said no secrets! It seems that you don't want to see your wife and children anymore!"
Roger immediately shook his head like a rattle. "Listen to my explanation!"
"I won't listen!"
"Listen!"
"I won't listen!"
Roger smiled wryly. "Liu Feng, I didn't want to hide anything from you. It's just that secret… it's too early for you now." He became mysterious. "Some things, it's better if you don't know too much."
Liu Feng frowned, catching a hint of heaviness and caution in Roger's tone. What secret could make the fearless Pirate King so careful? "So, you mean the current me is far from strong enough to take on this secret?" he asked.
Roger nodded. "When the time comes, I'll tell you everything. Of course, if you have the ability, you can also go to Laugh Tale to see it for yourself."
"However, that Revolutionary Army seems to be interesting. Who is their boss?" Roger suddenly remembered and asked.
Liu Feng smiled strangely. "Well, it's quite a fateful connection for you."
Roger grew curious. "Could it be one of my crew!? That doesn't make sense… I know what those bastards are capable of. They are not that intelligent."
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Their boss is Garp's son."
Roger was taken aback, and then he burst into laughter, bending over backward. "Hahahahahaha!! The son of the Hero of the Marines went off to overthrow the World Government! Hahahaha! That old bastard Garp finally got what was coming to him! Deserved!"
Liu Feng smiled strangely to himself. 'Don't be so happy, Roger. Garp's grandson still wants your position and your treasure'.
Chapter 12: Remnants of the Old Times
The sea breeze blew as the warship soon docked. "It turned out to be this place; kind of interesting," Roger said as he dropped the rudder and fixed the ship outside the port. He looked up at the peaceful village before him, his eyes full of nostalgia.
Liu Feng noticed his tone and asked with a smile, "Listening to you, have you been to this place before?"
Roger shook his head. "No, I just heard about this place from an old friend. Shimotsuki Village… That guy, I don't know what's going on with him now…" The last two sentences were spoken too quietly for Liu Feng to hear.
"Let's go," Liu Feng said, jumping from the deck to the shore, with Roger following behind.
Meanwhile, in the New World, the world was gradually descending into turmoil. The dark figures hidden in the shadows of the sea were beginning to make their moves.
At a devastated naval base, hot smoke covered the sky. The wreckage of warships floated in the port alongside corpses. On land, a man named Byrnndi World surveyed the ruins. A tall figure in a black cloak with a skeleton branded on the back stood among the ruins. He wore a helmet with broken horns and had a thick, gray-green beard. He took a bullet, magnified it to the size of a cannonball using his "More-More, 100 times the size of gun!" ability, and obliterated a military fort. After receiving the latest intelligence, he laughed wildly. "Thief hahaha! Roger! I knew you wouldn't die so easily! I'm waiting for you in the New World!"
Elsewhere in the New World, a majestic figure in a military uniform, known as a descendant of the devil, emerged from the darkness. "Captain Roger, you're still alive," he said. "My chance has come… This time, I will definitely defeat you and become the strongest in the world!"
On another island, a creepy yet elegant figure with white hair and a bat-handled umbrella hung upside down from an ancient tree, surrounded by what appeared to be blood-drained corpses. "Roger, resurrected at such a time, and appearing in Loguetown again," a hoarse voice said. "The place of beginning and end… What will happen to you on this sea this time? Whitebeard is dead. This time, on the world stage, we are the only old guys left."
Chapter 13: Don't Talk Nonsense!
In the quiet and harmonious Shimotsuki Village, bursts of training sounds could be heard from inside Isshin Dojo.
As he followed Liu Feng, Roger suddenly stopped, his expression turning serious. "I didn't expect that a small place like the East Blue would hide such a powerful presence, such a strong warrior atmosphere," he said solemnly. "It really is the inheritance of that place."
A smile emerged on Liu Feng's lips. "The whole world foolishly thinks the East Blue is the weakest, but how many powerful people have come from here?" Although he hadn't awakened his Observation Haki, he believed Roger's senses, which were sharp enough to hear the Voice of All Things. Even so, Liu Feng, as a great swordsman, could faintly perceive an aura of a kendo master within the dojo who was not inferior to himself, though it was deeply hidden and suppressed.
'A samurai?' Liu Feng thought to himself before smiling and taking a sudden step forward. Though he was without a sword, as his previous one had been destroyed in battle with the navy, a great swordsman doesn't always need one. A fierce and unparalleled kendo momentum surged from his body, and a gust of wind blew up in front of the dojo, knocking over plaques and stone tablets.
"A distinguished guest is here, and I have failed to welcome you," a low, warm male voice came from inside the dojo. As the voice fell, an invisible momentum rose to meet Liu Feng's, a brief clash of sword qi. Liu Feng laughed and withdrew his aura, and the presence inside the dojo also subsided.
"Swordsman Liu Feng, come to Isshin Dojo to discuss swordsmanship!" Liu Feng announced loudly.
A figure in a gray-white robe, wearing clogs, gradually walked out. His chest bore a symbol of two crossed swords. His demeanor was gentle, and his eyes were narrowed into slits behind his glasses. It was the owner of Isshin Dojo, Koushiro, Nonoroa Zoro's kendo teacher.
"Your Excellency Liu Feng, if I remember correctly, we haven't met before, have we?" Koushiro asked, surprised that such a fierce aura came from such a young man. But as his eyes glanced at the man standing behind Liu Feng, he froze, and the hand resting on his sword trembled slightly. "You… You are…" Koushiro stammered, pointing at Roger.
Roger laughed. "Sure enough, only guys from that place have an aura like yours! You belong to the Shimotsuki family of Wano!"
Koushiro's face changed drastically. "No, I am not!" he retorted.
"No, you are!" Roger laughed.
"No, I am not! Don't talk nonsense!" Koushiro insisted, his face pale.
Roger's laugh grew even louder. "No, you are! I remember the logo on your dress! When that bastard Oden was bragging with Whitebeard, he said he often went to your Shimotsuki house to eat and drink! He said the two swords on your Shimotsuki family logo are for eating barbecued meat!"
Koushiro was completely crestfallen. With that ragged, gangster-like demeanor, who else could it be but that man? The symbol of the most powerful samurai family in Wano was being called a fork for roasting meat! He subconsciously grasped the hilt of his sword, his kendo momentum erupting like a hurricane.
Facing the terrifying aura, Roger was unfazed. "Hahaha, I didn't expect someone from your Shimotsuki family to run out while Wano country was closed off."
Koushiro's expression finally broke. He sighed dejectedly, letting go of his sword. "Come with me."
Chapter 14: Eat and Drink!
A charcoal fire burned exuberantly, and the fragrant scent of meat filled the air. Large chunks of barbecue sizzled on long swords held over the flames. Koushiro watched as the Pirate King, holding a sword covered in barbecue meat, ate with his mouth full of grease. The corners of his mouth twitched; his heart was dead. There wasn't a single good person among the Roger Pirates; they were all just a bunch of barbarians who ate and drank!
"Want a bite?" Roger asked, smiling embarrassedly and handing Koushiro a sword. Koushiro looked at the long sword, which was red-hot from the fire, and felt his heart bleed. Although the weapons in his dojo weren't priceless, he had bought them with his own private money. Opening a dojo in a poor place like the East Blue wasn't easy, and the money he had saved was now being spent to buy meat for these two hungry ghosts. To make matters worse, the piece of meat Roger offered him was one he had already taken a bite from.
"I don't want it!" Koushiro said in a rage.
"Haha, don't want it? Good, I'm still hungry," Roger replied happily. "That guy Oden was right; the Shimotsuki family's swords are good for fighting, and even better for barbecues!" He then stuffed another large piece of meat into his mouth.
Seeing Roger suddenly stick a greasy finger up his nostril and then use the same hand to tear off more meat, the well-bred Koushiro almost collapsed. This was the Pirate King!?
Deciding to ignore Roger, Koushiro turned to Liu Feng. "Your Excellency Liu Feng, why have you come here?" He could see that Roger had been resurrected by this mysterious young swordsman, but he didn't sense any hostility from them. The samurai of Wano are particularly sensitive to killing intent, and Koushiro trusted his senses. Furthermore, the fact that the famously independent Roger seemed to follow Liu Feng's lead was intriguing.
Liu Feng slowly put down the bones he was eating, wiped his hands, and said directly, "Wano Country, prepare for turmoil."
Koushiro was taken aback. "Your Excellency Liu Feng, who are you?" he asked, his squinted eyes opening to reveal an amazing light, trying to read some secret from Liu Feng's expression.
Liu Feng was unmoved. "I believe you can see it too," he smiled calmly. "The war is over, the balance in the New World has been lost with Whitebeard gone, and the sea will become more chaotic. That lunatic Kaido won't let go of such an opportunity. The world war is about to break out. Do you think Wano, the world's largest arms exporter, can survive this disaster?" He pointed to Roger beside him and added with a smile, "As for who I am, you can understand… I am the dreamer."
Chapter 15: Is Your Family Dead?
"Dreamer?" Koushiro was taken aback by the foreign word. "What does that mean?"
Before Liu Feng could explain, Roger casually chimed in from the middle of his barbecue feast, "Do you have any dead people in your family?"
Koushiro's face instantly turned black, his teeth grinding together. He felt the peace of mind he had cultivated for years was being destroyed by this bastard in a matter of hours. 'Can you not speak if you have nothing good to say!?' he thought. 'Your family is dead! Your whole family is dead! Oh wait, his whole family does seem to be dead.' A family of three, all died horribly, it seemed.
Just as he was calming himself down, Roger stubbornly added, "It's fine to be dead; it's fine."
Blue veins bulged on Koushiro's forehead. "I WILL FIGHT YOU, ROGER!" he roared, lunging for Roger's barbecue.
"Don't, don't!" Roger shouted in a panic, pointing at Liu Feng. "He can resurrect the dead!"
Koushiro's hands froze in mid-air. He turned his head slowly, staring intently at Liu Feng. Roger, seeing his barbecue was safe, shoved a large piece of meat into his mouth and mumbled, "He… Liu Feng… can… resurrect the dead… He can resurrect them!"
The air became eerily quiet. Koushiro's expression was a mix of surprise, fear, sadness, and loneliness. "Resurrection… dead family?" he muttered hoarsely, his eye sockets gradually turning red.
He knew Liu Feng had this power; the living, breathing Pirate King in front of him was the best proof. After a moment of silence, Koushiro raised his head, his eyes red, and stared at Liu Feng. "What exactly do you want!?"
Liu Feng exhaled a breath of smoke, his face obscured. "I'm missing a sword," he said softly.
"A sword?" Koushiro asked, looking at Liu Feng's empty hands. "What kind of sword do you want? With your swordsmanship, you probably wouldn't be interested in ordinary famous swords."
"No, you guessed wrong," Liu Feng smiled. "I don't want a weapon. I need a sword."
Koushiro was stunned for a moment before his eyes widened in understanding. This guy wanted a combatant—a sword that could help him kill.
"Koushiro, I know you've been living in seclusion in the East Blue for a long time, and you don't like fighting," Liu Feng said, standing up. "But don't forget, many things can't be avoided by being an ostrich. Disasters always follow. Once the war starts, do you think the Shimotsuki family can continue to survive in Wano?" He snuffed out his cigarette and pulled the sleeping Roger towards the door. "Finally, I can remind you. The man with the Kozuki name will come back."
That last sentence made Koushiro freeze in place.
Chapter 16: I Am Familiar with This!
The cool wind blew through the dappled sunlight, waking Roger from his sleep. He looked at Liu Feng, who was leaning against a tree smoking, and asked with a smile, "That guy agreed?"
"How do you know what I'm here for?" Liu Feng replied with a smile.
Roger rolled his eyes. "Isn't it just looking for crew? I am familiar with this matter! I know that if you want to conquer this sea, just having me isn't enough. You need a powerful crew. I think I spent a lot of thought luring—oh no, inviting—those people to my crew."
Liu Feng thought about how Roger had tricked Kozuki Oden onto his ship, where he remained until the end. "It doesn't matter," Roger said mysteriously. "I have a way to get him to join. You have to be quick and accurate! If that doesn't work, beat him first, then tie him to the boat and go to sea. This method works like a charm."
At that moment, Koushiro walked out of the room with a solemn expression. "I can agree to your terms," he said to Liu Feng, "but with the exception of Kuina, you must fulfill the promise you just made. Resurrect Lord Kozuki Oden, and free Wano Country from Kaido!"
Before Liu Feng could speak, Roger jumped up from the ground. "What did you say!? Oden is dead!?"
Koushiro sighed. "Yes, Lord Oden was killed by the shogun of Wano, Kurozumi Orochi, and Kaido, a few years after you were publicly executed."
The ground beneath Roger's feet suddenly cracked, and a violent wind spread out from him, blowing trees to the side. "That little brat, Kaido! How dare you attack Oden! If I had known during the battle that year, I should have skinned that little reptile!" he growled, his eyes bursting with a murderous aura.
The unbridled killing intent seemed to drop the temperature several degrees. This was the Pirate King, the great devil who once wiped out a country's army because his partner was insulted. Even with only a third of his peak strength, his aura was still truly frightening.
"Liu Feng, it's time for us to go to Wano Country!" Roger said, turning to him seriously.
Liu Feng frowned. "Calm down. Wano is currently closed off, and Kaido has become one of the Four Emperors with immense power. Wano is not something we can get involved in right now. Rushing into the territory of an Emperor without enough strength is courting death. Don't forget, your current strength has not recovered!"
Roger gritted his teeth, full of unwillingness, but finally gave up and reined in his explosive aura. Having experienced death, he was reckless, but not stupid enough to commit suicide. "Anyway, you have to promise me you will resurrect Oden!" he insisted.
Liu Feng turned to Koushiro. "Let's go. Let's revive your daughter now, Shimotsuki Koushiro."
Chapter 17: Number One Female Swordsman!
Rain began to fall from the sky. In an open wilderness on the outskirts of Isshin Dojo, a neatly kept tomb stood on a hillside, with daisies placed before it.
"This is Kuina's tomb," Koushiro said, his expression lonely as he looked at the black letters on the tombstone.
"How old was she?" Roger asked softly, holding a pot of spirits.
"Eleven years old," Koushiro replied.
As if talking to himself, Koushiro's face returned to its usual gentle indifference. "This child was very strong since she was little, and was unwilling to admit defeat. Back then, that kid Zoro ran to the dojo to challenge everyone and was beaten up by her. Zoro wasn't convinced; he knelt down and begged me to teach him swordsmanship. I thought his talent was good, but his style didn't align with my Shimotsuki family's, so I didn't intend to take him as a disciple. It was only after Kuina begged me that I accepted Zoro." A warm, mellow smile spread across his face. "Those two little guys practiced against each other day and night, but Zoro never defeated her once."
"What a nice little girl…" Roger said softly.
Liu Feng remained silent, noticing that while Koushiro was smiling, a line of tears overflowed from under his misty glasses. He had never cried in front of others; as a father and the master of the dojo, he could only keep smiling.
Koushiro took off his glasses. "I believe that Zoro will be able to inherit her last wish and become the number one swordsman in the world," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "Because Kuina believed that too."
Liu Feng stepped forward. "Let's start. That future world number one swordsman needs a decent opponent."
Koushiro smiled, wiped the corners of his eyes, and nodded heavily.
Meanwhile, on the deck of the Thousand Sunny near Punk Hazard, Roronoa Zoro was training relentlessly, swinging a huge barbell.
"Hey, Moss Head, it's time to eat," Sanji called out from the cabin.
"You guys eat first; I still have a thousand more sword swings to practice," Zoro replied without looking back.
Sanji frowned. Since their battle on Punk Hazard, Zoro had been acting strangely. "Enough! You're not training; you're killing yourself," he said angrily.
"Bastard cook, what's it to you?" Zoro gritted out. "I'll go eat later!"
Under the hot sun, Zoro continued his training silently before finally stopping. He walked to the railing and picked up one of his three swords. "So similar…" he murmured, drawing the sword from its sheath. He clenched the hilt tightly, covering his face with his other hand as unstoppable tears overflowed between his fingers.
"What do you know, you stupid cook…" he choked out. "I promised her. I will become stronger, carrying her share with me. I'll be strong enough to make my name ring out in heaven. I will become the strongest swordsman in the world. We all agreed…"
Tears and sweat fell to the deck.
'Kuina, even if I become the world's number one swordsman, you are still someone I'll never have the chance to defeat in my life…'
Chapter 18: Resurrection of Kuina!
As Liu Feng took a step forward, a cold, stiff voice sounded in his mind. "Successfully signed in at Shimotsuki Village's Isshin Dojo. Will you resurrect the character 'Shimotsuki Kuina'?"
"Character [Shimotsuki Kuina]: Roronoa Zoro's childhood sweetheart, from the most powerful warrior family in Wano, the Shimotsuki clan. She possesses a kendo talent that surpasses the genius swordsman Zoro. Do you want her to be resurrected?"
Liu Feng was slightly stunned by the system's detailed introduction. He knew Kuina's talent was good, but he didn't expect such a high evaluation.
"Yes!" he decided in an instant.
A stunning column of white light shot up from Kuina's tomb, and a sharp air wave emerged. "What a strong kendo will!" Roger exclaimed, a stunned look in his eyes. Koushiro watched with even greater anticipation, knowing better than anyone his daughter's amazing will to pursue the path of the world's strongest.
A tender but tenacious female voice came from the light. "I will definitely be number one in the world, even if I'm just a girl."
The moment he heard the voice, Koushiro was shocked, his eyes becoming dazed. It had been too long since he had heard that familiar voice. A thin figure with short black hair and heroic eyes gradually emerged from the light.
"This is…" As the light faded, Kuina appeared before them. Confused, she first glanced at Liu Feng and took a step back, vaguely sensing a hidden edge about him. But when she looked to the side and saw a familiar figure, she cried out in surprise and rushed into his arms.
"Father!"
Koushiro had already burst into tears.
Three days later.
The apprentices of Isshin Dojo left one by one, bowing respectfully to Koushiro before heading home. Liu Feng squatted under a tree, smoking, his mind focused on his system panel.
"Congratulations on your successful resurrection of kendo genius Shimotsuki Kuina. The system is randomly extracting an ability from this character… The character's ability was successfully extracted. You have obtained the talent [Samurai's Heart]."
"Talent [Samurai's Heart]: The spiritual power spread in the blood of the strongest samurai family in Wano Country, which can only be awakened through relentless training and the ultimate pursuit of kendo. Grants high comprehension ability and provides a certain resistance to various mental shocks."
"Samurai's Heart?" Liu Feng smiled with satisfaction. He didn't expect to gain such an ability. With this new talent, his understanding of Roger's swordsmanship became more proficient, and his ability to perceive the outside world, especially hostility and murderous intent, had improved unprecedentedly. He estimated he was at least 30% stronger than before resurrecting Kuina.
His good mood was interrupted by a loud shout. "Liu Feng! Look what I found! A lot of money!"
It was Roger, of course.
Chapter 19: I Want This Batch
Since he was joining Liu Feng and Roger's crew, Koushiro had to close his dojo and send his disciples home. Just as he was about to take Kuina to pack, he heard Roger's pig-slaughtering laugh coming from the depths of the dojo.
"A lot of money!"
Hearing this, Koushiro's eyelids jumped, and a bad feeling washed over him. "Your Excellency Roger, wait!" he shouted, rushing inside like a gust of wind.
Liu Feng smiled with interest and patted Kuina's shoulder. "It seems your father has hidden a lot of private money…"
Kuina shook her head decisively. "Brother Liu Feng, no, my father is a poor man."
Liu Feng was speechless at her honesty, but he believed her. So where did the wealth Roger discovered come from? He walked into the dusty warehouse with Kuina to find Koushiro squatting on the ground, looking as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Inside, countless gold and silver treasures were piled up like mountains, along with a large number of military supplies and food.
"Father, are you trying to attack the Navy Headquarters?" Kuina asked suspiciously.
Roger, sitting atop the treasure, was nibbling on a chicken leg. "Liu Feng! Look! Now we can go buy a boat! And food and everything!"
Koushiro shouted in a cold sweat, "No! You can't move this stuff!"
Liu Feng held his chin thoughtfully. "It's not impossible. With this much wealth, we could form a small fleet."
"It cannot be done!" Koushiro almost cried. "This is not mine; it is stored in my dojo by someone else and must not be used!"
Roger laughed. "Liu Feng, you are right. Although we are pirates, we can't always fight and kill to get things. No, this is easier than robbing!"
"Well," Liu Feng added, "I believe that Master Koushiro, as a member of our team, will be very happy to contribute his meager strength to our great cause."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Roger agreed.
Feeling completely ignored, Koushiro rushed over, grabbed Liu Feng's thigh, and started crying. "I beg you, stop talking, this money can't be moved…"
Liu Feng's head throbbed. 'What happened to samurai pride and honor? Why is this guy so shameless, like he's been infected by Roger?'
"Does this batch of supplies belong to the Revolutionary Army?" Liu Feng asked with a bitter smile.
Koushiro was stunned. "How did you know?"
Liu Feng explained, "On this sea, not many forces can collect funds and materials on this scale. With your character, you wouldn't be involved with the underworld, major pirate groups, or the navy. So there aren't many options left."
"So can you promise me not to touch these things?" Koushiro pleaded. "In two days, the Revolutionary Army will come to take them."
A meaningful smile slowly appeared on Liu Feng's lips. "That doesn't seem to work," he said. "I want this batch. They can't keep it. I said so."
Chapter 20: Roger Accepts an Apprentice?
On the school field of Isshin Dojo, under the scorching sun, stood two figures, one tall and one short.
"Well, yes, that's it," Roger, drunk and holding a pot of wine, instructed Kuina on swordsmanship. "Look, although holding a sword with two hands is stronger, isn't it much more handsome to hold it with one hand? Being strong is temporary, but being handsome is for a lifetime! Don't worry about messy routines, just cut! The more you chop, the better your swordsmanship will be. Just be reckless, it's over. What's a little girl afraid of?"
Kuina gritted her teeth and persisted, a look of admiration on her face. This was the legendary Pirate King Roger, a sword master much stronger than her father!
Not far away, Liu Feng and Koushiro watched with black lines all over their heads. "Mr. Koushiro, are you sure you want that bastard Roger to teach your daughter swordsmanship?" Liu Feng asked.
A bitter look crossed Koushiro's face. "I can't help it. Kuina insists that His Excellency Roger is very powerful and wants to become his student. The child is stubborn, and as a father, I can't persuade her."
One dared to teach, and the other dared to learn. What kind of kendo was this!?
"Hey, I'm really tired. It's not easy being a teacher," Roger mumbled as he stumbled over, drunk.
"Roger," Liu Feng said with a serious expression, "I have a question, and you must answer me honestly. Did you teach other people swordsmanship when you were on your ship?"
Roger scratched his head. "Now that I think about it, I once proposed to teach others, but Rayleigh forced me not to. After that, the kendo teacher of our pirate group was always Rayleigh. Oden also had his own swordsmanship, but he said it was the inheritance of the Kozuki family and couldn't be taught casually."
Koushiro, who was beside them, nearly collapsed. 'So, you bastard has never taught anyone swordsmanship!? My daughter!!! Her future seems dark!'
Liu Feng patted Roger's shoulder meaningfully. "Roger, you know what? If it wasn't for Rayleigh, the crew on your ship would have run away long ago."
Late that night, darkness enveloped the earth. Roger, Liu Feng, and Koushiro stood in a hidden port somewhere in Shimotsuki Village, the thick fog covering everything. "It's like an underground meeting…" Roger muttered, shrinking into his cape against the cold.
Koushiro explained, "Although this is the East Blue, far from the center of the navy's power, the eyes of the World Government are everywhere. The Revolutionary Army must be careful. But rest assured, no one knows this location. The Revolutionary Army's military supplies have been transferred here before without any problems."
As they waited, the sea, once calm, suddenly became turbulent. A huge passage opened up on the water, and a roaring wind dragon formed from a high-speed spiral of wind and seawater howled toward the three of them at the port.
"Someone is coming!"