Silence returned to the surroundings, with only the sound of waves gently lapping the shore.
After confirming that no one was around, Newgate’s mind stirred, and he took out the ancient parchment scroll from his system backpack.
The scroll felt cold to the touch, and a strange halo flowed across its surface, as if countless tiny, mysterious forces were swirling within it.
“Let me see, Lady Toki’s power to transcend time…”
He took a deep breath and slowly unrolled the scroll.
In an instant, dazzling white light burst forth from the scroll, completely engulfing his figure.
The sea breeze abruptly stopped, and even the waves seemed to freeze at that moment—
Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.
It felt like a long time had passed, and yet it was also just an instant.
The sea breeze still gently brushed, carrying a salty scent across the golden sand; the waves still crashed against the shore, leaving sparkling foam as they receded.
Only—
The tall figure that had originally stood on the golden sand, had vanished, as if he had never appeared…
This deserted island returned to silence, with only the giant Sea Kings occasionally leaping out of the water in the distance, witnessing this incredible moment…
The Rocks Pirate Ship, after leaving the Calm Belt, its sails, as if having spent thirty years in the Okama Kingdom and suddenly seeing a beautiful woman, finally filled with wind again…
Rocks yanked off the ropes, and the Jiaolong Sea Kings, as if granted a great pardon, plunged into the deep sea without looking back.
He kept shouting in his heart:
“Finally escaped this terrifying human.”
…On the deck, the three little ones were training, sweating profusely, when Golden Lion Shiki approached with an ill-intentioned smile.
“Hey!
Brats!”
He bared a ferocious grin, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth: “From today onwards, you’re under my command.
Are you ready for my hellish special training?”
The three little ones froze, exchanged glances, and stopped their movements.
Watching Shiki get closer, Marco instinctively took half a step back, Jozu tensed his muscles, and Vista gripped his wooden sword.
Rocks looked over with interest, his terrifying aura unconsciously leaking out.
He laughed and said, “Shiki, isn’t it time for your swordsmanship class?”
“Let the brats see what a strong man of the New World is like!”
“Hahaha, Captain, Whitebeard’s sons are entrusted to us.
In five days, we must let him see the growth of his dear sons!”
Shiki roared with laughter, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.
The three little ones looked at each other, both nervous and excited.
Every one of Rocks’ crew members possessed terrifying strength, let alone the legendary great pirate—Golden Lion.
It was foreseeable that the coming days would be anything but easy.
But remembering their father’s expectations, their eyes became firm again.
“Come on!”
“Oh?
Starting now?”
Golden Lion raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
“Mhm!”
The three little ones nodded heavily at the same time.
“Gyahahaha!
Then all of you come at me!”
Marco, Jozu, and Vista exchanged glances, then each unleashed their strongest moves, attacking Golden Lion.
Cracking sounds rang out.
The figures of the three little ones were sent flying.
“Again!”
…And again, they were sent flying in the same posture.
“These brats have quite the personality.”
Miss Bakkin lit a lady’s cigarette, a strange look flashing in her beautiful eyes.
“Hey, John, how many more times do you think these brats can get up?”
Wang Zhi’s gloomy eyes watched the figures on the ship being constantly knocked down and then gritting their teeth to get back up, and he said viciously.
If it weren’t for his fear of Whitebeard’s deterrence, he would have fed these brats to the sharks long ago, but once he thought of Whitebeard’s terrifying strength, his heart trembled, and he deeply suppressed those unrealistic thoughts.
“Shiki, that guy, isn’t holding back much!”
John took a gulp of wine, his cheeks flushed as he mumbled.
“At this intensity, at most three more times, and they won’t be able to get up!”
Silver Axe stood by, arms crossed, his expression unclear beneath his faceplate…
“Are these brats monsters?”
“Damn it, this is the sixth time!
They can still get up!”
Several crew members showed looks of surprise…
“What time is it?”
“It’s the thirteenth time…”
Now, all of Rocks’ crew members had gathered, watching in shock as the three bruised and swollen brats struggled to get up from the deck.
Golden Lion, cigar in mouth, his pupils trembling uncontrollably:
“Hey!
You brats!
That’s enough!”
“No…
we can…
continue!”
Marco’s eyes were so swollen he couldn’t see his pupils, but a stubborn light still gleamed through the slits.
Jozu struggled to get up, but half-way up, he fell heavily back to the ground.
Vista propped himself up with his half-broken wooden sword, determined not to fall.
“What kind of conviction is this!”
“Their bodies must have reached their limit long ago, right?”
“Damn Whitebeard, how did he teach them?”
…Finally, after their strenuous struggles, the three limped, tottering, to Shiki’s side.
Marco lifted his leg and delivered a limp kick;
Jozu raised his fist and threw an equally weak punch;
Vista’s broken wooden sword slashed at Shiki at the same time.
Shiki did not defend, but simply stood still.
“Hehe, we…
we…
hit you!”
The three little ones gasped for breath—
As soon as they finished speaking, their eyes rolled back, and they all fainted on the ship. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
The sea breeze blew, Shiki’s golden hair danced, and beneath the shadows, his face was unclear.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and roared.
“Ship doctor!
Get over here right now!”
His voice carried an unprecedented urgency…
In the days that followed, the three little ones spent every day in pain and joy.
The ship doctor on Rocks’ ship indeed had some skills; those seemingly serious bruises and swelling would mostly recover by the next day as long as his special ointment was applied.
Although muscle soreness remained, at least it wouldn’t affect their movement.
After Golden Lion Shiki gave them a ‘welcome’ on the first day, he began to formulate targeted training plans—
Marco’s kicking techniques were rigorously polished; Shiki even personally demonstrated attack techniques, forcing him to complete continuous moves in mid-air;
Jozu’s explosive power was repeatedly refined, requiring him to concentrate all his strength at one point, achieving ‘immovable as a mountain, moving like thunder’;
Vista’s swordsmanship received even more focused attention; Shiki generously taught him the essence of dual-wielding, and even occasionally taught him hand-by-hand how to unleash powerful slashes…
Every day’s training exhausted the three little ones, but their progress was visible to the naked eye every day.
Rocks would occasionally stand on a high vantage point, coldly observing this special training.
But the occasional curve of his lips revealed his inner satisfaction.
“That Whitebeard guy…
he’s raised some good brats.”
Miss Bakkin still elegantly smoked her lady’s cigarette, but her gaze lingered more and more frequently on the three little ones.
Especially Marco—that stubborn brat reminded her of Whitebeard…
their temperaments and personalities were exactly the same.
The other crew members also stopped their work, gathering in twos and threes around the deck.
They gradually went from watching the spectacle to being amazed.
“Hey, hey, that pineapple-headed brat…” A pirate with a snake tattoo on his arm widened his eyes: “Yesterday he couldn’t even dodge Captain Shiki’s attacks, but today he can actually anticipate his movements?”
“Even if it was a casual blow…” The pirate with a bandana next to him swallowed in surprise: “But this is too astonishing, isn’t it?”
“Bang—!”
No sooner had the bandana pirate finished speaking than Marco took a hit to the head from Golden Lion’s stick.
“Ah!”
Marco cried out in pain, clutching his head and bending over.
In that instant, he revealed a sly smile.
Jozu took the opportunity to charge forward fiercely, at a speed that left many onlookers in awe.
“Jozu, that kid’s current charging force, it must be enough to shake back Marine officers, right?”
Golden Lion deftly dodged to the side, not expecting Vista to have been waiting for a long time.
He seized the opportunity to strike, two decent slashes attacking Golden Lion from both sides at tricky angles, blocking his escape route.
Golden Lion had no choice but to block with his wooden stick.
“Vista’s dual swords…
are becoming more and more impressive.”
Shiki put down his wooden stick, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upwards.
The three little ones gasped for breath; they didn’t know that their growth was quietly changing the crew’s perception of them.
They had transformed from burdens brought by Whitebeard into ‘new crew members’ worthy of expectation in the eyes of these rough fellows…
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