Once the Seastone excavation got on track, Bright threw most of his energy back into training.
Many affairs of this country required his decisions, but that was as far as it went. There were people specifically responsible for the details and implementation, and Ryugu Palace was there as a fallback.
Bright had always held to one belief: Fish-Man Island's prosperity depended on economic development, while its strength depended on him becoming stronger.
It might have sounded somewhat too self-centered, but that was simply how this world worked.
The influence a top-tier powerhouse could bring was enormous—so enormous that even one country, or several dozen countries combined, could not compare.
Just as Kaido alone could make the Marines hesitate to invade Wano Country, if Fish-Man Island wanted true security, then unless it possessed the Ancient Weapons, it could only rely on Bright becoming stronger.
That was what Bright believed.
Naturally, his training consisted of sparring with Jinbe.
Even after receiving Rayleigh's guidance over the past year, Jinbe's mastery of Armament Haki was unquestionably no weaker than Bright's—if anything, it was even better. Their training progress was roughly equal.
This was the perfect time for them to spar.
At the training ground in the Sea Forest of the Fish-Man District, there had been no new recruits lately, leaving the grounds empty for Jinbe and Bright to use.
Bright did not use Current Drive. After all, they were training their Haki, not engaging in a real battle.
Yet their sparring looked rather strange at the moment.
They were clearly both burly, muscular men, yet their fists flopped around limply, as though moving in slow motion.
Tap.
Bright's fist could no longer be described as colliding with or smashing into anything. It merely pressed against Jinbe's chest.
"You've got a little of the feeling,