Chapter 93: Next, I Want to Learn From You!
Inside Pangaea Castle, Gion, who had just finished playing a few rounds of Play Tennis with Stussy, washed off her sweat, put on the Clothing that the Maids had speedily washed and dried, and sat down on a sofa in a small living room.
"Your Green Tea."
A Maid respectfully placed a steaming cup of tea on the coffee table. Gion thanked her, picked up the teacup, and inhaled. A rich Tea Aroma immediately filled her nostrils, invigorating her somewhat weary Mind.
Just then, Stussy walked over and sat on the sofa on the other side. Another Maid came up and brought her Coffee with milk.
This had become their daily routine.
There was no other way. Within this castle, they were the only ones who could talk to each other as equals. These Maids didn't dare to say a single word unrelated to work to them.
"Nerona Saint didn't come, which makes me feel like the whole day was completely meaningless~" Stussy said with a smile, elegantly taking a sip of her Coffee.
"I actually think it's quite good to play with you. It's a nice way to relax occasionally."
Gion's words made Stussy's mouth twitch slightly, but she had nothing to say. After all, the former's Strength was indeed a bit strong than her own, but in her opinion, this was a very normal matter.
Is there a problem with an agent's frontal combat Ability being weaker than a Marines'?
"It's just that I miss Sister Tsuru a bit, and Sister Rouge too. She's almost due, and it would be a shame if I didn't make it back to see the little one born."
Gion didn't notice Stussy's Expression at all, because she wasn't thinking much about it anyway. Instead, she was looking at the pale green tea in her cup with some melancholy.
"What, do you want to go out? I quite like the current life. These days have been the most comfortable and peaceful since I was born~"
Stussy was truly satisfied. In the safest, most distinguished, and most luxurious place in the World, she enjoyed the best Food every day, slept on the softest large bed, and had the best Maids serving her.
All she had to do was accompany the handsome Nerona Saint and Play Tennis, without having to carry out various Darkness and dangerous missions. It was a high-class life, like that of a top noblewoman, how wonderful!
"I don't really like this place. It's too good, so good that it makes me uncomfortable. If it weren't for playing tennis with Nerona Saint, which really allows me to often reach my limits, I would have wanted to leave a long Time ago."
Gion sighed helplessly, resting her right hand on her fair chin.
She could feel that her Strength had indeed improved, especially her Haki. It had only been a few days; that was already very rare.
But she still felt that she didn't belong here after all.
"Ah, if only I could spar with Nerona Saint using blades and swords. Although this Tennis Ball is interesting, it always feels like something is missing..."
To put it bluntly, Gion hadn't used her blade to fight someone in a long Time and was starting to feel uncomfortable. If she were in Marineford, she could just find any of the officers and have a good fight.
Stussy, however, was startled by her words and quickly issued a warning.
"Are you crazy? You actually want to use a blade against a Celestial Dragons, and a high-ranking one who is a candidate for the next Five Elders? Get rid of that idea as soon as possible; don't look for trouble for yourself!"
Because after these few days of close contact, their relationship had reached the level of friends. She didn't want to see this naive Marines girl get caught and thrown into Impel Down.
If she really used a blade against a Celestial Dragons and angered the other party, then it wouldn't matter if Gion's sister was Vice Admiral Tsuru, or even if her brother was Admiral Sengoku.
"I understand, so I was just thinking... You say Nerona Saint is so strong, his Swordsmanship must be quite good too, right?"
As a Sword Master who had only recently been promoted, Gion could feel the sharpness emanating from Im. That was clearly the aura belonging to a Swordsman.
Seeing that she was still not giving up, Stussy shook her head and stopped trying to persuade her, changing the topic with a pout: "Anyway, I hope I can stay as long as possible."
"Tell me, does this Nerona Saint have a wife? He looks so young..."
"Probably. How could a Celestial Dragons lack Women?" Gion said casually, not caring at all, then teased Stussy: "From the way you're talking, are you thinking of throwing yourself at him?"
"Hehe, if that Lord is willing, of course I am."
Stussy showed a dejected Expression and said, "But after these few days of contact and observation, this Nerona Saint clearly isn't interested in me, nor in you. I really don't know what kind of Woman can catch his eye."
As an excellent intelligence personnel, her observational skills were enough to leave Gion eight blocks behind. But it was precisely because of this that she felt increasingly frustrated and lost.
In fact, she also knew in her heart that she was simply not worthy of this future Five Elders.
If it were a Celestial Dragons who wasn't picky, they might be happy to take her into their harem. But that kind of person would definitely throw her out of the Holy Land after getting tired of playing with her. In that case, it would be better to stay in CP9.
"It must be a princess of a country." Gion truly didn't care about these things.
Or rather, hearing Stussy say that Nerona Saint had no interest in her made her feel relieved. She was genuinely worried that her beauty would attract the attention of this Celestial Dragons, which would truly be big trouble.
Just as the two women were chatting late at night, a figure walked into the Room of Authority on the top floor.
This person was neither Im, nor a Maid, nor any of the Five Elders. He was seen carrying a Long Sword on his back, walking under the starry sky and Moonlight, stepping on the silver-gray sandy ground covered in Dent, all the way to the Tree House door.
During this Time, no one actually stopped him!
[Knock knock knock.]
The person knocked on the wooden door three times, and without waiting for a response from inside, he casually pushed the door open and walked in, as if he were returning to his own home.
Im, who was sitting in the living room, had already sensed his arrival. The Data/Files recorded on the desk had long been put away, and he had resumed his usual indifferent demeanor, quietly watching the other person sit down on the sofa opposite him.
"Speak."
"What do you want, coming back this Time, Dracule Mihawk?"
That's right, the visitor was none other than 'Hawk-Eyes' Mihawk, who was already somewhat famous outside, having reached the Sword Master realm at the young age of nineteen!
According to the memories of the previous body, this Mihawk had been brought here and raised by the bored Im since birth. So this place was truly equivalent to the other party's home, while the 'Land of the Gods' was more like an unfamiliar neighborhood.
After this guy grew up a bit, he often watched Im Dancing Sword Under the Moon outside, which sparked his curiosity and interest in Swordsmanship.
But the previous body, Im, had always been unwilling to teach him. Around the age of ten, who would have thought that this Mihawk would actually try to leave Mary Geoise alone, with the goal of seeking a Swordsmanship Master outside.
When the previous body, Im, learned of this, he found it extremely interesting. He issued an Order for all CP and the Holy Land Garrison to secretly cooperate, allowing Mihawk to leave without any major incidents along the way.
At the same Time, there would also be CP Agents secretly following and protecting him.
Otherwise, at his age of ten, how could he possibly cross the seas and grow up smoothly? Those CP Agents had eliminated countless unfortunate individuals who posed a threat to Mihawk.
Then, when Mihawk was about seventeen years old, already a Sword Master, he discovered the hidden CP Agents and returned here to challenge the previous body, Im.
The result was naturally no surprise; he was utterly defeated. However, he also received the Personal Sword given by the latter as a gift for his Promotion to Sword Master.
That was the Black Blade: Yoru, one of the Supreme Grade Swords, which was currently on Mihawk's back!
Of course, this Blade was too eye-catching, and it had brought him many challengers over the years. His title of 'Hawk-Eyes' was earned through killing them.
Im had originally planned to call him over next year when he turned twenty, but he didn't expect him to return on his own initiative. However, a difference of less than half a year didn't make much difference.
"My Strength has reached a bottleneck..."
Mihawk looked at the latter with Pupil identical to Im's and said softly, "Next, I want to learn from you!"
[Author's Note: This is a fanfiction set in the One Piece world and other worlds. Please don't dwell too much on the original character settings and experiences. Just enjoy reading, and the Little Author also enjoys writing.]
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