Moge ignored Menard, who lay unconscious on the ground, and turned back to Smoker.
He looked down at him, his voice carrying an undeniable threat.
“So, Smoker, have you thought it through?
I want the training methods for the Six Powers.
Otherwise, everyone here dies.”
Across the plaza, the Marines were scattered all over the ground, having suffered heavy casualties.
The remaining soldiers, having seen Vice Admiral Menard easily defeated by Moge, had no heart left for battle.
They stood frozen in place, their eyes filled with fear, none daring to take another step forward.
Moge watched Smoker’s struggling expression and continued, “The Six Powers aren’t exactly a secret.
If it comes down to it, I can get them from the black market or a Marine base just as easily, right?”
This made Smoker snap his head up.
“Fine, I’ll give them to you!
But you must promise not to harm another Marine here!”
“Colonel Smoker…” Tashigi began, but she was sharply interrupted.
“Tashigi, listen to my orders!” Smoker barked.
He knew very well that there was no better choice at this moment.
He had to sacrifice the training methods of the Six Powers to save his subordinates’ lives.
Smoker gestured for a nearby Marine to bring him paper and a pen, then began writing rapidly.
After a moment, he threw the handwritten booklet toward Moge and said, “I haven’t mastered all of the Six Powers.
I know Shave, Iron Body, and Tempest Kick; I’ve written down the details and techniques for those.
As for Geppo, Shigan, and Paper Art, I only know the principles; I never learned them.”
Moge nodded with satisfaction and carefully tucked the booklet away.
“Very well, the deal is struck.
Smoker, I’ll let you live.
I hope the next time I see you, you’ll be proficient in Haki and won’t just rely on your fruit ability to act tough.”
With that, he didn’t linger.
He turned to Carina, Jack, and Toniel.
“Let’s go.
We’re setting sail!”
In truth, Moge had never intended to kill Smoker.
While watching the anime in his past life, he had quite admired this fierce-looking Marine.
Smoker possessed a pure sense of justice, refused to cater to the corruption of the World Government, and always held onto his own bottom line.
It would be a pity to kill such a person.
Even if they were enemies, he hoped there would be more enemies with such character on this sea.
Unfortunately, the Marines were ultimately just dogs of the World Government.
The will of the Celestial Dragons was the rule that overrode everything.
Marines like Smoker existed, but they were rare.
This was also why Moge had never considered joining the Marines; he was unwilling to be bound by the rules of the World Government and lacked freedom.
He hoped that after this lesson, Smoker would pick up the Haki training he had neglected.
Although the Smoke-Smoke Fruit was a Logia, it wasn’t a top-tier offensive fruit.
Without the enhancement of Haki, it was still too weak.
Mastering Haki early would prevent him from being unable to beat anyone later on.
As for whether Smoker learning Haki would cause trouble for the future Straw Hat crew, Moge didn’t care at all.
What did that have to do with him?
The group quickly retreated from the execution plaza and returned to the Voyager.
As the anchor rose, they slowly sailed away from Loguetown’s port, heading at full speed toward the entrance of the Grand Line.
On the ship, Moge placed the booklet containing the Six Powers on the table and said to the three people gathered around, “Everyone can train in the Six Powers recorded here.”
His gaze specifically fell on Nacho and Toniel.
He said solemnly, “Especially you two.
You don’t have Haki yet.
The Six Powers can greatly enhance your combat capabilities and make up for your shortcomings.
Carina is a Logia user.
As long as she develops her fruit abilities well, it doesn’t really matter whether she learns the Six Powers or not.”
“Yes, Captain!” Nacho and Toniel looked at each other and nodded vigorously.
They understood that Moge had specifically demanded these training methods for them, since Moge himself didn’t need them.
Moge smiled and said, “The principles of the Six Powers are actually quite simple.
To put it bluntly, it’s about pushing the body’s potential to the limit.
As long as your physique can keep up, you’ll learn very quickly.
I’ll personally guide you later.”
He had only glanced at it, but he already understood many of the principles.
He already knew Shave, though it was slightly different; he could master it with a few adjustments.
Paper Art relied on the Life Return technique he had already learned, so he could practically master it at a glance.
He wasn’t very interested in Iron Body, since it was essentially the “strongest illusion” after all.
The others were just variations of Geppo, which wasn’t a big problem for him either.
After grinding for a few days, he should be able to learn them.
Who told him he was so talented?
Not long after Moge and the others sailed away from Loguetown on the Voyager, Smoker contacted Marine Headquarters.
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi came the voice of a Major from the Marine Headquarters Intelligence Division: “Colonel Smoker, I have recorded the details of your report.
Is there anything else you need to clarify?”
Smoker was silent for a moment before saying solemnly, “No other clarifications.
But you must pass a message to the higher-ups for me: Moge’s crew are no longer ordinary small-time pirates.
They are very powerful.
Marine Headquarters must take them seriously!”
He had just experienced battle with Moge’s group.
Especially Moge—that sense of powerlessness and pressure would definitely become a major problem!
“Yes, Colonel Smoker!
I will report your words exactly as stated immediately!” the Intelligence Major said.
“That concludes this call.
Please recover well from your injuries.”
Seeing the Den Den Mushi hang up, Smoker slammed down the receiver.
“Those bureaucrats better listen to what I’ve said.”
After the call ended, the Major from the Marine Headquarters Intelligence Division responsible for recording the intel immediately took the organized report and ran toward Fleet Admiral Sengoku’s office.
The content of this report had already exceeded the processing authority of the Intelligence Division.
After all, even Vice Admiral Menard of Marine Headquarters had been defeated and seriously injured.
He had to report directly to Fleet Admiral Sengoku.
Knock, knock, knock.
The sound of knocking echoed outside the office door.
From inside the office came Sengoku’s steady voice: “Enter.”
The Major pushed the door open and walked in quickly, bowing respectfully to Sengoku, who sat behind the desk in his Fleet Admiral uniform.
He reported, “Fleet Admiral Sengoku, urgent news from Loguetown in the East Blue!
Colonel Smoker’s unit engaged the Stellar Pirates in Loguetown and was defeated.
They were even forced to write down the training methods for the Six Powers.
Additionally, Vice Admiral Menard, who was responsible for escorting the heavenly tribute, saw the battle while passing through Loguetown and went to provide support.
As a result, he was also defeated by those pirates and is currently seriously injured!”
Hearing this, Sengoku frowned.
“What about the heavenly tribute?
Is there any problem with it?”
In his view, the heavenly tribute concerned the interests of the World Government and the Celestial Dragons, which was far more important than a Marine defeat or a Vice Admiral’s injuries.
The Major quickly replied, “Rest assured, Fleet Admiral.
There are no issues with the heavenly tribute!
After Vice Admiral Menard arrived in the East Blue, he separated from the World Government’s escort team and led his own squad to support Loguetown.
After Moge’s crew defeated Menard, they sailed directly for the Grand Line without touching the heavenly tribute.”