Family Dinner!

At ten o'clock in the evening, warm lights shone on the swing in the yard of the Forest family home.

Inside the kitchen, the family gathered again, the table laden with fragrant food and fine red wine, and of course, the boys' favorite fruit juice.

"Come on, let's congratulate Mr. Cornell on regaining his freedom!" Vidal stood up happily, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"Congratulations!!"

The room was immediately filled with laughter and cheerful chatter. Even Bullet, who used to have a cold expression, was no longer sullen. He looked at the juice in his hand with some frustration, though he also wanted to drink some alcohol.

"Haha!" Cornell laughed heartily, offering no words of thanks. Why be so polite with his own son?

"Alright, let's also congratulate Vidal on his promotion to base commander in the Sabaody Archipelago!"

"Congratulations!!"

The family clinked glasses again. Enel and Rosinante didn't know what the base commander was so happy about, but they enjoyed the lively atmosphere. One of them gnawed on a large bone, while the other sipped juice, chatting and laughing like children.

At that moment Little Enel, sitting on a raised chair, tilted his head and looked at Vidal. "I heard from Professor Zephyr that there's a huge amusement Paradise in the Sabaody Archipelago. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true. Why don't you guys go see it?" Vidal put down the wine glass he had just downed and laughed.

"Mmm-hmm!" Enel nodded repeatedly. Seeing his eager little face, Ms. Enid covered her mouth and chuckled. "I think it would be a good idea to go. If you don't go to an amusement Paradise when you're a child, it'll be a regret when you grow up."

She recalled a time when Vidal was a child, when his family went to the carnival on San Faldo Island, and it was a really happy time.

Vidal agreed with this statement. If there were no other options, there would be nothing to say, but if the family had the means to provide for the child, they should try their best to do so.

Cornell, however, had some doubts. Although he didn't say anything, he conveyed his concern to Vidal through his eyes.

Vidal understood his father's meaning. The Sabaody Archipelago was a place that looked glamorous on the surface, but was full of evil and sin. Not only were there human traffickers lurking in the corners, targeting children and women, but there were also pirates everywhere.

The most troublesome ones are, of course, the Celestial Dragons. If you get involved with Celestial Dragons, things will definitely become very complicated.

This left him somewhat hesitant. Seeing Vidal fall silent, Enel thought he had said something too outrageous and quickly said, "I was just saying, Dad, don't be angry!"

Rosinante, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly, even though he had looked expectant just a moment ago.

Although he was born in Mary Geoise, he never went to the Sabaody Archipelago due to family misfortunes.

"If you don't have time, I'll take them," Bullet suddenly said. Vidal, hearing this, looked at his eldest son and teased, "With your temper, I'm worried you'll tear the amusement Paradise down if something goes wrong."

His words weren't without merit. If either Enel or Rosinante were to be targeted by human traffickers or pirates while they were traveling, they would surely cause a huge scene.

But then again, if something really happened to his two youngest sons, could Vidal really sit idly by?

He didn't know.

Bullet opened his mouth but didn't refute; he knew himself quite well.

"Alright, you can go, but not by yourselves." After thinking for a moment, Vidal agreed to let them go, since it was, after all, his territory. "I'll find someone to go with you, and you can only stay within the amusement Paradise and tourist area!"

"Yay--Great, thank you, Daddy!" Little Enel was overjoyed and jumped off the chair into Vidal's arms.

Rosinante was a little envious of this scene, but being shy, he obediently sat in the chair. But the next moment, a pair of hands suddenly pulled him into their arms.

"Hey, Bullet?"

Bullet didn't say anything when he saw Rosinante's surprised look in his arms. He simply let him sit steadily in his lap and handed him a large piece of meat.

"Eat meat!"

"Thank you." Rosinante's eyes gradually moistened as he looked at the penis in his hand, lowering his head to eat it bite by bite, while his mind drifted to his other brother, a terrible older brother.

This scene brought a knowing smile to Cornell, Enid, and Vidal's faces; this was what family was all about!

"Enel, Rosinante, what are you learning with Teacher Zephyr now?" Vidal began to inquire about their studies.

Zephyr had previously promised to take the two boys as his disciples. Although it seemed like he was just saying it casually, he would actually spend a few hours after school giving them extra tutoring.

"Run laps," Enel said, followed by Rosinante, "And there's another very difficult boxing technique."

"Yes, yes, but I think it's alright, it's just that I get tired every time I fight." Enel nodded in agreement, which piqued Vidal's interest, so he sent him down to fight it out and see.

Enel very excited, as if he thought that boxing in front of adults was a very happy thing, and he quickly walked to the relatively empty living room and started moving.

"Hey! Ha! Hey! Hehe!" Eight-year-old Enel, with a white cloth covering his hair, was practicing his punches and kicks methodically. However, his breathing became rapid after a short while, and Vidal told him he could stop.

"No, Master Zephyr said that this set of punches is only effective if you perform it completely once; giving up halfway through is just a waste of energy!"

Enel stubbornly persisted in finishing the fight. After about ten minutes, he was so exhausted that he was trembling all over, and the white scarf on his head was covered in sweat.

This scene made Vidal sigh inwardly, "Teacher Zephyr taught me so well, not just in terms of boxing techniques, but also in terms of willpower."

"Oh dear, look at you, all sweaty! Your clothes are soaked. Come with me to wash up!" Ms. Enid quickly stood up and went over, but Enel shook his head, panting, "I... I'm all grown up now, I can wash myself."

He was trembling even when he stood up; he didn't seem like someone who could wash himself.

Suddenly, Bullet handed Rosinante to Vidal, then stood up, scooped up Little Enel, and turned to walk towards the bathroom, saying, "I'll take you to bathe!"

After they left, Vidal looked down at Rosinante in his arms and asked, "Could you finish that set of punches?"

"I can only hit halfway, and then I have to rest for a few minutes before I can hit the other half, but that's not effective," Rosinante replied dejectedly in a low voice.

Vidal and Cornell exchanged a glance, wondering if the child lacked talent in physical combat.

"If that's the case, then I'll give you two suggestions, okay?" Vidal asked in the boy's ear.

"You said." Rosinante looked up.

"First of all, you can't give up. You must try your best to be able to perform the entire set of boxing techniques, and you must insist on practicing it once every day from now on."

"OK."

"We could also talk to Teacher Zephyr about trying other things, like swordsmanship or spearmanship," Vidal said with a smile.

Many people believe that swordsmanship and spearmanship have a lower ceiling than physical skills, but this idea is very arbitrary. Putting aside how strong the Great Swordsmen are, even in terms of spearmanship, there are spearmen in this world who can blow up a warship with a single shot.

Therefore, it can only be said that physical strength and Haki are the foundation of everything; the former determines the lower limit, and the latter determines the upper limit.

Physical skills, swordsmanship, spearmanship, and Devil Fruits are all considered "techniques," and there is no such thing as physical skills being superior to the other three.

"Gunmanship."

Rosinante was clearly not interested in swords, and Vidal raised an eyebrow upon hearing his muttering.