Sandy Island, harbor.
Seven was repairing the pirate ship he had stolen, doing his best to make sure it could withstand the Knock Up Stream without suddenly falling apart halfway to Skypiea.
Otherwise, Mihawk might very well fall to his death.
The moment Seven imagined Mihawk plummeting from high altitude, he quickly shook his head and threw the thought away.
Their destination was Skypiea—
An island in the White-White Sea ten thousand meters above the ground.
Aside from flying, riding the Knock Up Stream was the main way to reach it.
It was a journey filled with thrills and danger, one that usually had only two outcomes: everyone arrived safely, or everyone died.
Last time, Seven and Buggy had nearly pissed themselves in fright.
This time, at least he had the Rumble-Rumble Fruit as insurance.
Seven muttered to himself, “A guy like Mihawk probably won’t get scared, right?”
Bang, bang, bang—
The distant sounds of fighting pulled Seven’s wandering thoughts back to reality.
“Huh?
Something interesting is happening.”
The extreme speed granted by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit gave Seven the confidence to come and go as he pleased.
As long as that loafing Marine expert was not around, Seven was the fastest kid on the sea.
Besides, his luck could not be that bad, could it?
Surely he would not run into Kizaru at some random harbor.
Setting down his repair tools, Seven transformed into a bolt of lightning and flashed near the source of the noise, hiding nearby to watch.
When he saw the group of people dressed in white suits and white cloaks using Seastone handcuffs to restrain a man, his interest was immediately piqued.
The World Government’s attack dogs—Cipher Pol?
Then who was the guy they had captured?
However, the Cipher Pol leader seemed to sense something and suddenly turned toward Seven’s hiding place.
“Kill him.”
“Observation Haki?”
Seven did not flee immediately.
Instead, he casually pulled a blue-glowing plasma sword from the air and prepared for battle.
An operation that made Cipher Pol order the silencing of a bystander without hesitation interested him even more.
And what if he could not win?
If he could not win, he could at least run.
With the speed of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Seven could leave whenever he wanted.
True freedom of movement.
The World Government had gone so far as to dispatch ten Cipher Pol agents to arrest this ability user.
Although Seven had no impression of the man, it did not matter.
Whoever fought the World Government, Seven would lend a hand.
At worst, if things went badly, he would simply run.
“Fist of Love: Impact!”
Seven shouted “Fist of Love: Impact,” but what he actually swung was his plasma sword, and what he truly released was a thunder dragon.
The entire move was built around catching them off guard.
A lightning dragon dozens of meters long roared toward the Cipher Pol agents.
“Tekkai!” This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Several voices rang out at once.
If you wanted to go down fast, go train Tekkai.
As the greatest lie in the world of One Piece, the idea that Tekkai was invincible had truly harmed far too many people.
There were always people who mistook damage reduction for damage immunity.
After one Thunder Dragon, several weaker Cipher Pol agents fainted on the spot.
From this, it was clear that the World Government’s attack dogs did have some skill.
They had not been nearly wiped out like the Gorilla Pirates.
“Shigan!”
“Soru!”
The remaining Cipher Pol agents attacked at the same time, punching Seven’s body full of holes like a die.
A moment later, his form rapidly returned to normal.
The Cipher Pol leader narrowed his eyes.
“Fall back.
He’s a Logia-type Devil Fruit user.”
As he spoke, pitch-black Armament Haki covered his fist.
But before the Cipher Pol leader could attack, a red-black aura suddenly erupted from Seven, tearing the sky apart in an instant.
It was none other than the Conqueror’s Haki Seven had awakened when he was eight.
Unlike Armament Haki and Observation Haki, Conqueror’s Haki was the manifestation of a king’s disposition.
It could not be awakened through training.
Only when the owner’s own spirit grew stronger would their Conqueror’s Haki strengthen as well.
Now, Seven could freely control his Conqueror’s Haki with his will, precisely knocking out ordinary small fry.
It was perfect for clearing the field.
The Cipher Pol agents dropped to the ground and fell asleep.
Only the Cipher Pol leader remained standing, his face deathly pale and cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
“You… you…”
The intimidation from Conqueror’s Haki had been very successful.
After all, no one could imagine that a man with intermediate-level Conqueror’s Haki would not know Armament Haki or Observation Haki.
The other two types of Haki could be acquired through training, and they had certain requirements for physique and talent.
Before obtaining Innate Monstrous Strength and Bottomless Appetite, Seven’s physique and talent had indeed been rather poor.
Conqueror’s Haki, however, was a reflection of one’s spirit.
In his previous life, Seven had been born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze.
In this life, he was a transmigrator—and even had a damn cheat.
Awakening Conqueror’s Haki had been almost too easy.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky.
Red-black Haki tore through the heavens.
Seven stood there holding a blue-glowing, crackling plasma sword, radiating overwhelming pressure.
But only Seven knew the truth.
He might not actually be able to beat the Cipher Pol leader in front of him, someone who had both Armament Haki and Observation Haki.
The man had Observation Haki, so Seven might not be able to hit him.
He had Armament Haki, so Seven would have an extremely hard time breaking through his defenses. This story is hosted at g.com.
Unless Seven mastered a higher level of Conqueror’s Haki—Conqueror’s Haki infusion.
The only reason he was holding this standoff was to wait for someone.
Mihawk, with all this commotion, why aren’t you here yet?
This captain is about to run out of act.
“You really are a strange one.”
Mihawk’s voice arrived before he did, Yoru carried on his back.
Once the Cipher Pol leader saw who had come, he demanded unwillingly, “Dracule Mihawk, do you truly intend to make an enemy of the World Government?”
Mihawk ignored the question, his gaze fixed on Seven the entire time.
“I’m becoming more and more curious about you.”
As everyone knew, curiosity was the beginning of falling.
Once a person became curious about someone and developed the urge to explore them, barring accidents, there was only one possible result.
They would fall.
Seven withdrew his Conqueror’s Haki and Devil Fruit power, spreading his hands.
“When you’re out here making a living, you’ve got to know a few tricks.”
Having transmigrated into the world of One Piece with no noble background, only ordinary physical talent, and as an orphan besides, Seven had managed to survive alone until the day he met Captain Roger.
That alone had been a trial of blood and tears.
Seeing the two of them ignore him completely, the Cipher Pol leader’s eyes nearly split with rage.
He suddenly pulled out a pistol and fired at the man restrained by Seastone handcuffs nearby.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
In a flash, Mihawk appeared with Yoru in hand and blocked every bullet.
Then, with a casual slash, he sent the Cipher Pol leader flying dozens of meters away, where he collapsed and did not rise.
Seven, meanwhile, carried his plasma sword over to the fallen Cipher Pol agents and began finishing them off.
One cut to the head, one cut to the heart, and one cut to the soles of the feet.
The main point was to leave no survivors.
Mihawk sheathed Yoru and glanced at the man locked in Seastone handcuffs.
“Your friend?”
Seven shook his head.
“I don’t know him.”
“This isn’t the place to talk.
Let’s take him back to the ship first.”
When it came to caution, Seven stood above the entire Grand Line.
The mysterious man, who had not spoken from beginning to end, was very tactful and cooperated, following the two of them onto the ship.
“Mihawk, the food and water?”
“In the storage room.”
“Then we set sail.”
Seven skillfully raised the anchor, started the ship, and left Sandy Island’s harbor, heading toward Jaya.
Only after they had entered deeper waters did Seven examine the spoils they had stolen from the Cipher Pol agents.
“Oi, why was the World Government after you?”