"Waiter! One more plate!!!"
In the cafeteria, Rope, who was surrounded by a crowd of people, shouted out without a face a few flat.
"This guy can eat so well!"
"Yeah, obviously he doesn't look tall or strong, but he really eats a lot!"
The nearby onlookers of the naval cadets were also surprised to see this guy in front of them. After all, although the amount of food was not directly related to strength, there was still a certain connection in essence.
This guy in front of him could eat so much, was he simply a rice bucket? Or is he also a strong person?
Their side was puzzled by Rope's strength, while Rope was even more puzzled by the difference between the two worlds.
Not just in the flavor of the food. Rather, it was in the nature of the food.
This state of overflowing energy was an effect that even the tree fruit couldn't hit.
It was no wonder that everyone here could easily eat a lot of things.
It was because the food in their mouths, although the amount of food was quite a lot, it was more of a replenishment of the body's energy. Say it was qi and blood or physical energy. It was basically irrelevant to the thing called satiety.
That's why Rope was able to eat so much. Seriously his meals weren't that big.
Zephyr wasn't watching him from the side either. He didn't know what Rope was thinking, but he couldn't stop Rope from doing something even if he was watching, and since there was basically no difference between being there and not being there, there was no need for him to stay by Rope's side.
Since there is basically no difference between being here and not being here, there is naturally no need for him to stay by Rope's side. He can do his own work, and also investigate the high-fashion version of White Beard that Rope talked about in the meantime.
And in the office at this moment, besides Zephyr, his lieutenant was also here to report to Zephyr about his previous investigation.
"We haven't found any information about this person."
The adjutant's face was very grim. Seriously, how many people had reached this level of strength but remained obscure?
Sometimes your great strength was trouble in itself.
If this person called himself a traveler, had such strong strength, and yet was obscure, it could only mean that everyone who had seen him was basically dead.
Or maybe this person had an extremely hard heart and wouldn't bother with anything he saw that he didn't like.
After all, this sea of injustice is too much, even the wicked, there must be their own uncomfortable, want to destroy the warmth of the earth's existence. Not to mention the hell on earth that people with a righteous heart see.
The world was such that it was impossible for a person to stay out of it.
"There's no intel, Grand Admiral Zephyr, this man came out of thin air as if out of nowhere. What's more, someone like a Logia ability that comes with a natural focus of sight in itself. It's impossible for it to go unnoticed by anyone ever."
The assistant looked at Zephyr, his face filled with worry.
"This person's identity is a mystery, as is his purpose. Grand Admiral Zephyr! I think we should get this man off the ship instead of letting him stay on board and eat with the cadets!"
Zephyr glanced at his aide who looked agitated as if he had been stimulated by something and said, "Since this man doesn't want to leave, how do you think we're going to get him to leave? Start a fight?"
The aide tried to say something, but there was a momentary speechlessness.
There's nothing they can do about people like that, let alone living on a Navy warship, even if they went to live in Four Emperors' old neighborhood.
What can you do? If you fight, the probability is that they won't fight you hard, but only fight your subordinates who don't have any resistance or simply cause damage to your territory, how are you going to deal with this?
Hard contact is naturally not difficult to resolve, but this kind of person said that they won't fight you hard, that means they can not fight you hard.
When Zephyr said this, the assistant was naturally dumbfounded.
"And I can't think of anything the other party has that can also be plotted. My life? Or the lives of these children?"
Zephyr admitted to himself that if Rope really threatened himself with these kids, then he couldn't really say what he would choose...
But what was their lives worth?
Rope didn't have the 'flavor' of a pirate in him. This was the intuition of an old navy man who had fought pirates on the sea for half his life.
"Let's take a step and see what happens. Anyway, I feel like there shouldn't be any malice in this guy's head."
After saying that, Zephyr lowered his head to continue processing the documents in front of him.
The large body lay ambling in front of the case, with a pair of eyes resting on the bridge of his nose. It was more like a well-built civilian navy.
Not the 'Black Wristed' Zephyr, the 'Unkillable' Admiral who had made countless pirates tremble back then.
The aide sighed softly before walking out of the room.
After leaving the room, he thought about it, but he didn't know what he was lamenting.
A hero in his twilight?
Grand Admiral Zephyr was still in his prime.
He shook his head, then walked away silently.
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"Rope, why did Sensei leave you behind?"
After the afternoon training, Ain once again sat beside Rope before asking his doubts.
After all, when he himself had exchanged words with Mr. Zephyr at the door earlier, Mr. Zephyr didn't look like he was planning to leave Rope behind on the ship. His own words about putting Rope down at the next port itself was just a test.
If Rope agreed, it was fine. If she didn't, she would naturally want to cause trouble on the ship.
However, the situation like now, where there was no conflict and Rope stayed behind was still rather strange to Ain.
"I told him my situation well, Mr. Zephyr is still very nice to talk to."
Rope's face broke into a sunny, gentle smile.
Ain didn't eat this one at all and gave Rope, a guy who was full of words without a single word of truth, a blank stare then said, "If you don't say it, you don't say it, and since Mr. Zephyr has agreed it shouldn't be a big deal."
She then turned her head to look at Rope and said with a smile, "But you shouldn't underestimate us, although Zephyr-sensei has no intention of making things difficult for you, we're still eager to go through the motions with you."
A group of youngsters who had yet to gain their sensei's approval would naturally think of trying to see the weight of someone who was about the same age as themselves.
After all, they were all young people, and it was normal for no one to be convinced of anyone.
Rope was also quite happy when this was said.
Seriously, he also really wanted to exercise his hands-on skills. After all, his current 'fighting' experience with people in the true sense of the word was close to non-existent.
If he were to fight Zephyr directly, Rope was really a bit worried that Zephyr would take this opportunity to use his experience to ravage him, and then make him lose his threat to these students.
The students wouldn't necessarily be dominant, but Zephyr certainly would...
Rope, who seemed to have the energy level of a major general, might not be able to beat a major general in a real fight...
It's pretty outrageous too, I have to say.
Rope was happy, then looked at Ain and spoke, "So you don't want to fight me?"
Ain thought for a moment, then silently shook his head.
"I don't think I could beat you."
Rope asked curiously, "Why? The Navy elite so unsure of themselves?"
Ain gave him another blank look before saying, "Intuition!"
Gee, a woman's intuition is really a scary thing!
Rope secretly marveled. Then he looked around at the obvious wariness that he harbored for himself.
Of course it could not be called hostile. After all, the person in front of them was not actually familiar with them, so naturally there was no innate malice in it.
"Hehehe. Is this the one who was picked up?"
"I really want to fight him and see what exactly Zephyr-sensei sees in him."
"Then why don't you go try him out."
"Why should I go first why don't you go first."
"Hey, if I go first, I go first."
So said a young man wearing a navy hat. A topless youth just walked out of the crowd. He looked at Rope, then smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Ned, I want to cross swords with you and try it out!"
This man was straightforward and quick.
Rope glanced at Ain, who understood and ambled into his ear, "His name is Ned, a relatively top-ranked student in our class, his strength is quite good, especially good at punching and kicking, not Devil Fruit User."
"Hey hey, Ain what are you doing! Revealing information about one of our own!"
Ned teased with a smile on his face.
Everyone laughed with goodwill as well.
Ain made a face towards Ned and didn't say anything.
Rope looked at the young and lively girl in front of him, it was hard to connect her with the cold-faced, calm and collected girl who only trusted Zephyr years later.
The smile on Rope's face retracted before she scanned the circle of these Navy men surrounding herself.
They all had youth and sunshine on their faces. One by one, while all of them were good in strength, they were really all children.
A group of children with a heart of justice...
Rope's face was a bit heavy.
All dead...
All of them. All dead except for Ain beside himself, and Binz in the corner...
Looking at the big grin on Ned's face, Rope took a deep breath and said, "Come on, let me try the level of the Navy's newest generation."
Ned tipped his hat back and then took an offensive stance.
Rope, on the other hand, didn't dodge, remaining in his original battle stance with a mysterious and confident smile on his face.
"Finger Gun!"
This move of Ned's looked like this guy wasn't really a tactless person.
Of course one could also see the importance Ned placed on Rope.
At this stage, all of their self-created moves were not as good as the Navy's Six Styles. After all, even at the level of a Vice Admiral, the Navy Six Stances were still an important physical art foundation.
Ned's figure flashed, and then... passed through Rope's body...
Ned only felt what seemed to be flames wrapping around his body.
Then came the explosion.
Gorgeous flames erupted steeply, and Ned seemed to be wrapped in flames, transforming into a fireman.
The students around them were first surprised at Rope's ability, then angry!
"Asshole! What have you done!"
A navy man with eyes and a thin figure roared angrily, then drew the sword in his own hand. With a single step, he charged towards Rope.
Rope immediately prepared to dodge the knife, but unfortunately. He failed.
The knife appeared to be slashing at his chest, but as Rope prepared to sidestep, he realized that the move seemed to be slashing at his neck.
By the time Rope reacted to this incident, the eye man's knife had already slashed at Rope's neck. But while the slash separated Rope's head from his body, the eye man felt like he hadn't cut anything.
There was a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and a wave of heat came over him. He subconsciously blocked with his sword.
But the expected flames did not blast his body.
He opened his eyes and realized that the flames split in two since his own blade. It was as if he had split the pillar of fire himself.
But no one knew better than himself...it wasn't even his own ability...
The flames were that person's ability, and splitting them apart was also that person's ability.
And outside of the battlefield, Ain, who had floated the terrified Ned up, was looking at the youth in front of him with the same shock as the rest of his classmates.
Flames like ribbons were floating around his body, and a huge pillar of fire was gushing from his right hand.
"Logia...Flame-Flame Fruit..."
In the crowd, someone said so in a complicated tone.
I don't know if it was envy, jealousy, or emotion.
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"Hahaha! Fool! Come come come! Sing me a song! This roast is yours!"
A lewd man with gold teeth said as he looked at the big man in front of him with a bandana tied around his head, a crescent moon style beard, a naginata in his hand, and a pair of harem pants with a big, droopy, goofy nose.
"Ohhh!!! Good! Sending Binks' Sake to you, like the sea breeze riding the waves as it pleases, on the other side of the sea, where the sunsets are noisy too, and the songs of the birds, drawing circles in the air..."
Song of the Pirates, Binks' Sake.
A song that almost every pirate sings. The original bold song was sung with a bit more silliness and naivety in this big man's mouth.
"Hahaha! 'White Beard' is singing to us!!!! Hahaha!"
Hahahaha laughter came from the diner.
At the counter, the owner looked at the overcrowded diner rather helplessly. Silently, he shook his head.
This place was one of the landing points for the pirates from the nearby seas. Usually, there were quite a few customers, but there would never be such a lively and chaotic situation like this.
It could only be said that the arrival of that 'Black Wrist' Zephyr had really scared this group of pirates who usually seemed to be fearless.
Even he didn't have the guts to go sell ingredients at this juncture.
When the buying was done there would be no choice but to stop the food supply for the time being. Hopefully these guys won't cause any more trouble.
"I'm done singing, so give me the meat!"
After the song was finished, Edward Weevil put his finger in his mouth and said to the man with saliva.
"Hahaha! Here! By what right! I'm not giving it to you!"
A playful grin appeared on the lewd man's face.
He was just about to say another sentence, but then he realized... he saw the clothes he was wearing today.
Who clashed with me...
No, it's myself...
I'm...looking at myself.
The head rolled twice on the floor. Then it stopped.
The blood spurting out of his neck sprayed to the ceiling then fell as a rain of blood.
The tavern was silent.
The thief was still looking at the tall man slowly, not knowing how to react.
Edward Weevil stomped on the head.
"I hate liars !!!!"
He wailed sadly.
Like he was being bullied...