10: Chapter 010 An Admiral Comes to Greet You…
Now That’s Prestige 10: Chapter 010 An Admiral Comes to Greet You…
Now That’s Prestige “One slash…
and he cut our ship in half…” Even though a thousand expletives were racing through their minds, these pirates didn’t dare make another move.
Mihawk quickly subdued them all, and they surrendered without resistance.
But only a few of them were actually worth anything.
Liam dove into the sea, retrieved Jackal’s body, and captured two pirates with bounties of 8 million Berry each.
The rest had bounties under a million…
they were only accomplices at best.
Richard said calmly: “You’ve killed far too many people in the West Blue and committed three major massacres…
so you’re all considered accomplices.
Honestly, your crimes…
aren’t really the point.” “The main thing is that I wanted my little brother to get some practice.
But this Jackal used his Devil Fruit to scare him…
and that’s just too much.” That’s just too much?
Liam’s mouth twitched.
Something about that didn’t quite sound right.
It was you who said earlier…
that you wanted the Young Master to gain experience…
Even the pirates were dumbfounded.
Just because their captain scared the kid, he cut the whole ship in half and took out the captain in one stroke?
That was just…
just too…
absurd.
They caught a glimpse of Richard’s gentle gaze, and every single one of them forced an ingratiating grin.
They had no choice…
they had to smile.
If they didn’t, they were afraid they’d die.
This man was exponentially more dangerous than that young swordsman.
If they hadn’t just witnessed that ship getting sliced in half, they might have mistaken him for someone who could be easily pushed around.
But then they look at that ship.
Even the cut through the steel parts was flawlessly smooth.
Were their bodies tougher than steel?
Clearly not.
This was a force to be reckoned with…
and he didn’t seem to play by the rules.
“Mihawk…
you made three mistakes.” Richard suddenly turned stern.
Mihawk, who had just sheathed his blade, showed a pained expression and trudged over to Richard, head hung low.
Despite already standing nearly 1.9 meters tall and having a lean, well-proportioned frame, at this moment he looked completely obedient.
“I’m sorry, Brother…” “First: as a swordsman, you must never put yourself in danger just to look cool.” “Second: as a swordsman, you must protect your blade at all times.
If you let your partner get damaged, that’s just pathetic.” Mihawk’s heart gave a jolt.
Yes…
Brother had said to coat the sword heavily in Armament Haki and never let Yoru take the slightest scratch.
“But if I use Armament Haki, my stamina drains faster…” “Which is exactly what you need to work on.” Richard rested his left hand on the hilt of Shintei at his waist, his expression cooling.
“Third: as a swordsman, you must never be swayed by worry or fear.
Otherwise, in a real fight, you’ll lose your life!” “I understand, Brother!!” “In this regard…
you’re not as good as Shanks.” Shanks…
Mihawk thought of that cheerful red-haired boy.
Indeed, his battle posture and movements weren’t perfect or textbook…
but his spirit was utterly fearless.
“I get it now, Brother.” Mihawk nodded firmly, mentally noting the imperfections of his first real combat experience.
It would serve as a lesson and a driving force for him.
“Good.
Let’s go.
As for the rest…” Richard swept his gaze over the remaining prisoners…
“let them go.
They’re just small fry anyway.” Long live small fry…
Never before had the remaining pirates of the Jackal crew been so grateful to be called small fry.
We’re saved…
…
At the Sabaody Archipelago, the various outer islands all had ports for docking ships.
Apart from the lawless zones of Grove 1 through 30, most pirate ships would lower their pirate flags when entering port.
Though everyone understood that lowering the flag usually meant they were pirates…
after all, only the guilty felt the need to hide…
the authorities typically wouldn’t go for a complete crackdown.
After all, if a full-blown riot broke out, a single Vice Admiral and a few hundred Marines wouldn’t be able to handle it.
So as long as no trouble was stirred up and the Celestial Dragons weren’t offended, Vice Admiral Borsalino generally wouldn’t give passing pirates a hard time.
And besides, the gold and treasure that pirates brought in also helped stimulate the local economy and trade.
It was a source of revenue in its own right.
At the port of Grove 60, the Marine garrison, Vice Admiral Garp and Admiral Zephyr stood in formation at the dock, waiting.
Borsalino, a disciple of Zephyr and a junior to Garp, was utterly baffled.
He stood lazily at the front of the formation, scratching his head.
Just who could be important enough to make these two old-timers show such respect?
These two legendary figures, who usually wouldn’t leave headquarters unless there was a major mission, had both shown up together.
And they were dressed in plain clothes.
To be honest…
no matter how much his ideology clashed with Zephyr’s, Borsalino was still his disciple, so it wasn’t as if he had any reason not to come.
And Zephyr was an Admiral…
the highest rank a Marine officer could achieve.
He still had to line up and welcome them.
Even the other Marines were astonished.
Two high-ranking officers and legends, in casual wear, waiting at the dock…
it had to be someone of tremendous importance.
So they all craned their necks, watching eagerly.
Garp slapped the back of his head with his large hand, a look of mild distress on his face.
“I was planning to greet him privately, but now this has turned into such a huge spectacle.
Sengoku’s going to have a fit.” Zephyr laughed heartily.
“Then you go explain it to him…
I’ll go drink with Richard.” “No way,” Garp leaned back with a defensive posture.
“I can’t miss out.
That young friend is a very interesting guy.” “Hey…
they’re here.” Zephyr raised an eyebrow, looking toward the distance.