Mastering the Weather: Peace White Doves

Ten days later:

Punk Hazard.

"Puff!!"

As the legless Aokiji slowly collapsed to the ground, the contest between the two Admiral for the title of Fleet Admiral came to an end.

From Devil Fruit ability to Haki, from hand-to-hand combat to weapon duels, the two demonstrated the world's top combat power to the fullest, finally giving Roman a comprehensive and intuitive understanding of what a 'master' is.

"Kuzan, your 'justice' has failed."

Bare-chested, with his right shoulder torn apart by the cold air, revealing muscles as strong as steel beneath large patches of skin, Akainu turned around and silently put his navy cap on his head.

"I won't kill you, but you can go to the high seas..."

"Seek your justice."

The battle for the title of Fleet Admiral:

Akainu wins!

"Phew~~~"

With a long sigh of relief, Roman, who had been watching the battle, turned and left with Garp and the others. After all, the new 'Fleet Admiral' had decided to let Aokiji off the hook, so the Marines naturally had no objections.

"That's really impressive—"

Looking at the two pages in my hand, one was covered in rolling lava, black and red; the other was covered in frost, chilling to the bone.

"Well, let's leave it to Nami to develop."

The development of Devil Fruit is all about 'compatibility,' Roman's talent for Super Creation clearly surpasses his affinity for superpowers. Combat will still primarily rely on his own abilities, with the recorded Devil Fruit ability playing a secondary role. Becoming an elemental mage like those in the One Piece world is unrealistic.

Let's leave the title of 'Grand Magister' to Nami.

"Hmm~~"

What are you looking at?

Nami blushed and her temperature started to rise after Roman scrutinized her from head to toe! While absence makes the heart grow fonder, it was broad daylight... was Roman really going to...?

That's so evil!

"Why do I feel like you've gotten a lot stronger?"

However, when Roman opened his mouth, his uninteresting words were like a bucket of cold water poured on him, Nami speechless and covering her face.

I was so stupid, I actually...

"Didn't you go to watch the 'Fleet Admiral Contest'? I'm just killing time anyway, so I'm asking Lieutenant Vice Admiral Tsuru to give me some basic training."

"Okay, then be careful."

The Navy, after all, has a history spanning hundreds of years, and in terms of training foundation, it is undoubtedly the most systematic and comprehensive force in the world. It would be good for Nami to make up for her physical deficiencies, however:

"Vice Admiral Tsuru is no pushover; be careful not to give yourself away."

"Don't worry,"

Nami confidently gave an 'OK' sign, "I was once called 'Little Thief Cat,' lying is my specialty."

"I believe in you, here you go—"

Roman handed Nami two pages, one red and one white, one scorching and one icy cold.

"Magma Page and Frozen Page —with these two, many of the methods we've discussed before can be implemented."

"That's great!"

Unlike her previous disdain when Roman stuffed other pages into her book, this time Nami was overjoyed.

With ice and magma, Nami can be considered a woman who can truly control the weather! — With proper development, she can command wind and rain and dominate mountains and rivers.

While lacking the raw, fierce power of the original Devil Fruit user, the versatility of combining several abilities... Nami simply grabbed "The Art of the Thief" and ran towards the training ground! As for Roman—

What's more fun about men than the weather?

?!

"Ah, this..."

Watching Nami run away in a flash, Roman had been enjoying the taste, lowered his hand.

"All right,"

"Then I'll go find Vice Admiral Garp to practice my Armament Haki."

It was ostensibly for training, but in reality, it was just getting beaten up...

"Brigadier General Roman, the town of Seth is just ahead."

On the sea, several warships wandered helplessly because:

"Get out of my way, you dog navy!"

Several pirate sampans arrogantly weaved from side to side, like jackals swaggering before a lion. The navy, however, was momentarily helpless, because on these small boats:

Women, children, and the elderly.

One by one, civilians were tied to wooden frames and placed on both sides of the sampan as 'shields', which made the sailors on several warships turn pale!

"Back off! Back off!! Or we'll kill these guys!"

"No, how can we use him as a hostage if we kill him? Chop off his hands and feet first—"

Hahahaha~~~

Faced with these true scoundrels, the navy, despite its powerful ships and cannons, was rendered powerless. The naval high command was so enraged that they simply turned away and retreated to their cabins, out of sight, out of mind! But in reality:

"Brigadier General Roman, give the order!"

The captains of several warships had quietly gathered on Roman's ship, which was, of course, because:

Door-Door Page.

"Everyone, conceal your aura, especially your Armament Haki!"

Roman had 'opened' a transparent door from the air, turned around and instructed the naval officers and a Commodore, "Armament Haki will greatly increase the stamina required to activate my abilities."

"Clear."

As naval officers, they naturally knew that most Devil Fruit abilities were affected by Haki. However, so many young masters with such vigorous energy...

As Nami pressed her hands down on everyone, they all became semi-transparent.

"This is·····?"

"This can lower everyone's aura."

Although the 'Transparent Pages' were only half-developed, there are advantages to being half-developed. A group of semi-transparent naval experts made their way forward through the 'air tunnel,' crossing the sea and the pirates that roamed around, and finally landed behind a room on the edge of the Sett Town square.

"Tch, those damn pirates."

Another Commodore concealed his presence and cautiously peered into the town: most of the civilians were gathered in the center of the square, surrounded by pirates armed with knives and guns. How could they be rescued?

"It seems we have no choice but to sacrifice some of our men."

This Commodore general, a model of a tough, disciplined soldier, fixed his gaze on Roman. —They were the two highest-ranking officers here, and it was only right that they gave orders. Whether victory or defeat, the responsibility would fall on them!

"Don't panic."

As the other officers tensed their muscles, and Isca looked on with pity, Roman calmly swayed slightly. Then he looked at Nami beside him:

"Second Lieutenant An."

"Um."

Everyone present was at least a colonel, except for Nami, who was only a lieutenant. Under the scrutinizing gazes of the others, Nami untied the book from her waist and opened it:

"Ice!"

As Nami placed one hand on the Frozen Page, a huge block of ice slowly solidified, its color crystal clear and radiating a chilling aura. —Of course, no one present even flinched; they were simply astonished by Nami's 'Devil Fruit ability'.

"Fire!"

As Nami turned to the previous page, the viscous, black and red flames covering the ice melted instantly into a shower of water. Guided by Nami, the water seemed to come alive, flowing and surging between her fingers like shimmering Shusui.

"Water!"

At the same time, as Nami pointed forward, a curtain of water meandered over the lava, boiling and spreading, evaporating into clouds. For a moment, the clouds were misty and the clouds were turbulent. A soft cloud, like cotton, enveloped everyone and drifted erratically.

"Fog!"

Go ahead—

As Nami continued to cast her spell, a vast expanse of white mist spread and rapidly enveloped the entire Sett Town! Like outstretched wings, it embraced the Sett Town's square before closing inward.

"Damn it, why is it foggy!"

"What kind of weather is this... Haven't those navy men left yet?"

Something's not right...

"Quick, quick! Go get a torch—"

Puff,

With a soft thud, the throat of this 'clever' pirate was slit open with a slit the length of a palm! And a... no! a group of figures wearing white navy coats silently flew past him.

Weapons gleaming with a cold light swiftly reaped the lives of scumbags! The pirate crew, instantly shrouded in thick fog, was still in shock and confusion as they fell one by one in this silent carnage, until the overwhelming stench of blood brought them back to their senses:

"Enemies!!"

"Damn it! It's the Navy..."

"Kill the hostage—"

"Where... where are the hostages?"

With Nami constantly expanding the dense fog, reducing visibility to less than a meter, everyone felt as if they had fallen into a lonely fog, with enemies seemingly poised to pounce at any moment.

Boom—

Puff!

The next second, the worry became a reality!

The screams all around made the pirates grip their weapons tightly, and then they could only look around in vain, bewildered.

The reason Roman only brought officers was Door-Door Page: firstly, he couldn't bring too many people with him; secondly, the officers had all been trained in Observation Haki, and even if they hadn't Awakening Observation Haki, they had some experience in blind combat.

As for the pirates:

"Damn it, I'm 'Trickster' Mo—"

A chill ran down his throat, and the pirate captain, known for his cruelty and cunning, with a bounty of 8,500, fell backward! Despite having his Armament Haki and Observation Haki fully activated and being hampered by the mist, he was instantly killed by Roman in one move!

"Strategies are easily rendered useless in the face of absolute power."

Roman's Observation Haki swept across the area, and he 'saw' the pirates around the plaza being swiftly eliminated by the skilled Marines. So:

"Second Lieutenant An! Dispel the fog."

As Roman spoke, Nami behind him simultaneously activated her ice and fire abilities, creating a strong air convection.

"Wind!"

A gentle breeze, broad yet not violent, swept through the air, swirling away the clouds with a natural harmony, like a celestial horse galloping freely! It effortlessly dispersed the mist, revealing the corpses of pirates scattered on the ground, the marines standing with their weapons, and the unharmed civilians kneeling on the ground.

"... This... this is...?"

"It's the Navy!!"

"Waaaaah, I'm saved!!"

A deafening commotion and the cries of survivors instantly erupted in the square! Meanwhile, another Commodore had already swiftly approached Roman, nodding gently. —It should be noted that this middle-aged Commodore's earlier gaze towards Roman had been anything but friendly.

"Brigadier General Roman, you deserve the rank on your shoulders."

"The safe rescue of so many civilians today is all thanks to Brigadier General Roman! Next—"

He turned to look at the pirates at sea, who were panicking on their sampans after discovering their 'escape route' had been cut off.

"Sacrifice is inevitable..."

Saving most of the people is enough; as for the hostages, they'll just have to stay with those damned pirates...

"Don't panic,"

Roman reached out to stop the Commodore who was about to signal the surrounding warships to take down the pirate boats, because unbeknownst to him, a flock of white doves was circling in the sky.

Pigeons aren't vultures; they don't gather where carcasses are about to appear. Therefore, there's only one truth:

"Paper Dance - Peace White Doves".

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

With a wave of Roman's hand, the circling white doves suddenly charged towards the pirates on the sampans! Their claws and beaks gleamed with a metallic sheen, and the edges of their outstretched wings flashed like blades! They swooped down like a dense swarm of falcons.

Puff puff puff puff~~~

Amidst the continuous sounds of flesh being torn apart, a flock of white doves was instantly stained crimson. And 'peace' naturally descended:

"Signal for the warships to rescue the hostages."

"Ah... ah, okay."

The Commodore next to him paused for a moment before nodding, completely unaware that his tone had become respectful.