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...
This feels familiar.
The black and red lightning made people want to tremble.
"Mihawk, don't you like to pretend to be a normal attack?
How about you try my basic attack?"
The calm yet joking tone really made Mihawk a little confused. What did he mean by pretending to use a normal attack?
He is just a pure swordsman,
I'm just not good at speaking.
In his opinion, this is normal.
After all, what serious swordsman would focus on coming up with fancy names instead of improving his swordsmanship?
Looking at the extremely dense black-red light condensing all over Ronan's body,
Mihawk's long-established combat instincts began to give him a frantic warning, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This is...
A sinister smile appeared on Ronan's lips, and he burst out with astonishing force from his feet, and rushed forward in a flash.
In an instant, dozens of meters of ground collapsed because of this reaction force!
clang——
Ronan, wrapped in black and red lightning, slashed straight at Mihawk with a mighty force that was like splitting the sky.
Mihawk also turned sideways, lowered his body slightly, and slashed towards Ronan with all his strength.
But the results were obviously unsatisfactory.
Squeak——
Bright red instantly filled the entire field of vision.
At some point, the black knife, Yoru, flew into the air, spinning several times before piercing the ground.
The handle of the knife was still shaking, as if to prove how much powerful force it had just endured.
"Why not avoid it?"
Ronan dispersed the Haki wrapped around the blade, and looked at the determined young man in front of him with a somewhat unpleasant expression.
In the sword fight just now, after sending Black Blade Yoru flying, Ronan actually held back. After all, he didn't really want to kill Mihawk.
But this kid...
But like a young fool,
It seemed as if I had deliberately bumped into his blade which still had some strength left.
"Avoid?"
Mihawk stumbled a few steps, and half-knelt on the ground, touching the blood that continued to flow from his chest.
There was no trace of pain on his face, only an indomitable calmness. Those eagle eyes seemed to have never known what fear was.
"I'm a man who wants to become the world's greatest swordsman. How can I back down because I'm afraid of someone else's sword?
Even you, D. Ronan's knife,
It is absolutely impossible!!!"
…
However, no matter how nice the words are,
Lost or lost.
Facing Ronan's full-strength attack, no matter his Haki, swordsmanship, or strength...
It can be said that Mihawk is unable to defeat anyone, and defeat is inevitable.
After so many years of debut, it had knocked down countless famous swordsmen, until it met this man.
Ronan…
When Yoru left his palm, he finally understood how vast this world was.
This kind of monster actually exists in the world...
After the war, the Sabaody Archipelago,
Red light district, private room on the top floor of a bar.
"...Is your last move called [Divine Departure]?"
On the luxurious and soft sofa, the battle-damaged Mihawk was shirtless, and several female doctors from the red-light district were holding huge bandages, wrapping his upper body tightly.
But he seemed to have no interest in the beauties around him and simply chose to ignore them.
He just stared at Ronan opposite him with sharp eyes, as if Ronan was some peerless beauty.
But Ronan didn't notice this and continued to enjoy the little maid's massage to relax his muscles that were tense from fighting for a long time.
After hearing Mihawk's question, Ronan finally opened his eyes and met those eagle-like eyes.
"...No, that was just a casual blow from me." Ronan rolled his eyes upwards and said stubbornly.
"…"
Mihawk remained silent, not wanting to argue with Ronan.
But in fact, he could feel that this move was exactly the same as the one in Loguetown. It was a suffocating feeling, as if no one in the world could take this blow.
"...That black and red lightning, is that your fruit ability?"
"Do you want to know?"
"Um."
"Then beg me." Ronan said with a wicked smile.
Seeing Ronan's smug look, even a calm person like Mihawk couldn't help but have a hash mark on his forehead.
Seeing that Mihawk closed his eyes in displeasure and stopped looking at him, Ronan stopped teasing him.
"Alright, alright, you're so petty... This is a way to use the Conqueror's Haki, wrap it around the sword,
Since you said you won't use the fruit ability, then I won't be able to use it."
Hearing this, Mihawk, who had just closed his eyes, finally opened them.
Ronan looked at it and wanted to laugh secretly.
You are such a proud fellow,
However, Mihawk ignored Ronan's gaze and looked at him solemnly, saying, "I'm not afraid of the battle. I'm ...
"One day or another, I will grow up to be able to crack this trick, but until then...
Let me go with you, D. Ronan!"
In response, Ronan just chuckled and nodded: "Okay~ I believe you can do it."
In fact, Ronan has some understanding of Hawkeye Mihawk.
Looking at Mihawk, who now has a resolute face but is still a little immature, Ronan understands that he probably hasn't suffered serious betrayal or damage from the navy during this period. (PS: Oda mentioned this in SBS Volume 108)
It is probably for this reason that he will choose to live under the name of Buggy like Crocodile in the future, seeking a paradise where he will not be disturbed.
So I haven't reached the point of loneliness and loss of trust in human nature.
Now, he actually saved the other person in a disguised way.
Although he was unaware of it, the favor owed to Dracule Mihawk was undoubtedly much heavier than that owed to Donquixote Doflamingo.
So...
I might as well spend my whole life repaying it.
Looking at Ronan's amused expression, Mihawk, who was sipping red wine at the moment, froze and lowered his eyelids slightly.
I always feel like the other person is thinking something bad.
A powerful but strange guy...
…
In the following days, Ronan didn't have the leisure to go out and cause trouble, after all, there was nothing big to check in.
Most of the time, he and Mihawk were training on the deserted island, fighting, and enjoying the red light district.
Gradually, the future world's greatest swordsman, who was used to traveling alone, began to like this kind of life. Even though every challenge ended in failure, he made rapid progress.
Two years passed in a flash.
Without Ronan's appearance,
Many things also happened on this sea that will never be at peace.
On a deserted island that was shattered beyond recognition, on top of several flattened hills, two figures, one sitting and one standing,
"It's almost time, Mihawk."
A 17-year-old handsome young man with long hair, who was three meters tall, sat on the ground.
He said as he looked at the young man in white shirt putting away his knife.
"Ah...yes."
"Well then... let's go out to sea and see this era that's starting to go wild. It's bound to be interesting~"
Ronan showed a wicked smile, and Mihawk beside him saw it and couldn't help but sweat a few drops of cold sweat.
"I wonder if this world has become more interesting?
Have you forgotten me, a remnant of the old times?"