Dreams! Roadblock! And Meteorites! (Seeking Collection!)

Beehive Island's port, a large ship set sail.

Roa stood at the stern, waving to the people on the dock. "Dylan! I'm leaving the island in your care! Don't forget what I told you!"

On the dock, Dylan bowed slightly in response.

"What are you preparing for now?"

Behind him, Rocks, slumped in a large chair in the center of the deck, spoke without turning his head. "Kid, you better behave yourself. I don't want to see a repeat of last year!"

"Captain, don't underestimate me."

Roa turned back, a hint of defiance in his voice. "I'm not a six-year-old brat anymore. I won't do anything so pointless!"

It wasn't pointless at all, actually.

Or rather, it was precisely because it was so pointless that last year Roa had organized a grand battle royale on Beehive Island.

He'd selected four pirate crews as prey and then incited the pirates on the island to hunt them down, making an indelible contribution to world peace.

Of course, Roa, the peace ambassador, had also had a great time, a super blast.

It was just a shame that the pirates had gotten a little too carried away, causing considerable damage to Beehive Island. Afterward, Rocks had given Roa a severe beating.

"I'd better be right."

Rocks snorted.

Whitebeard, sitting on the side of the ship and quietly drinking, also snorted.

They knew Roa too well.

This kid was a born troublemaker; not everyone could treat the suffering of others as sustenance without any malice whatsoever.

They had the same understanding, but with a difference: Whitebeard was strongly against it, while Rocks was very fond of it.

"Who doesn't know that I, Roa, am the most well-behaved seven-year-old child in the Rocks Pirates?"

Roa grinned widely.

"Stinky brat!"

Rocks couldn't help but find it amusing.

The Rocks Pirates had only this one kid, and he was a good kid.

"Get ready. Once the war begins, you won't be able to escape either, kid!" the world's most dangerous man declared.

"Huh? But I'm still a child."

Roa complained. "I'll definitely be wiped out in an instant."

Sorry, Captain. I did tell Dylan to get ready, but it was to prepare for the downfall of the Rocks Pirates.

Overthrowing the World Government and becoming King of the World, you probably won't be able to do it.

"Stop talking nonsense. You're a cadre under me!"

Rocks snorted again. "If you don't want to die, then get stronger!"

"Oh!"

Roa's eyes lit up instantly. "Captain, can I organize a few more events on Beehive Island then?"

"If you want to die!"

Rocks stood up, turning back to Roa with impatience. "Instead of all this nonsense, kid, let me see how much you've improved."

"Oh! Captain, are you going to personally guide me again?"

Roa looked moved. "Captain, you care so much about me. Are you planning to have me inherit the Rocks Pirates?"

Whitebeard's mouth twitched. What kind of nonsense was this kid spouting?

Any fool knew that the Rocks Pirates existed because of Rocks.

"Inherit?"

Rocks sneered, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "I don't need any successor! After I die, who cares about the flood!"

"Is that so?"

Roa looked regretful. "If I can't inherit the Rocks Pirates, it'll be a bit troublesome to achieve my dream."

"Your dream?"

Rocks was unusually surprised. "What kind of dream could you possibly have, kid?"

"Well,"

Roa scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed. "It's a bit embarrassing to say, but I actually want to become a gourmet and eat all the delicious food in the world."

Rocks froze.

Then.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The man who conquered the New World burst into laughter, shaking with mirth. "You kid... you really are something else!"

Whitebeard pursed his lips, his gaze towards Roa filled with even more disdain.

This kid was truly a born scoundrel, beyond saving.

"Once I conquer the world, I'll grant your wish!"

Rocks said generously, "But only if you don't disappoint me!"

"Captain is so generous!"

Roa exclaimed with joy, "Then watch my performance!"

Black fur sprouted from his body, and in the next instant, Roa lunged towards Rocks.

Strictly speaking, Rocks wasn't a good teacher.

Or rather, most pirates born from the wild weren't good at teaching others.

Rayleigh had only taught Luffy the basics of Haki.

The renowned Teacher Kai relied on swinging a massive iron club to make his students comprehend on their own.

So, Rocks's teaching of Roa was similar to Golden Lion's, using sparring to teach Roa how to fight.

The difference was that Shiki used two swords, while Rocks used one.

However, Roa felt there was no real difference. As long as it could cut people, whether it was one sword or two swords didn't matter; he could handle it.

Beehive Island wasn't far from Elbaf. In a little over a week, the large ship had approached the sea area where the giant kingdom was located.

But it was at this moment that an accident occurred.

"Oh!"

Roa stood on the ship's yardarm, peering through a monocular at a ship on the distant sea, "It's a warship!"

With its blue hull and the giant word "Justice" on its sails, there was no doubt that the ship they had chanced upon at sea was a Marine warship.

"They're not taking you seriously at all, Captain!"

Roa shouted, "How dare they venture into these waters! Don't they know the New World is our Rocks Pirates' territory?"

"You're right,"

Below, Rocks took a swig of sake, "Kid, go take care of them."

"Huh?"

Roa instinctively pointed at himself, "Me?"

He quickly waved his hands, "I can't, Captain! If they can venture this deep, maybe Sengoku or Garp is on board!"

"Just go!"

Rocks said casually, "It's just a surveillance ship, just some nameless grunts."

Oh?

Does that mean he'd already scanned them with Observation Haki?

The strong individuals in this world weren't like Dragon Ball's Z Fighters who could suppress their ki. Users of Observation Haki, skilled at sensing ki levels, could easily distinguish strength at a glance.

Then there was no problem.

Finally, he could have a good meal!

The black fierce tiger spread its wings and took off from the deck in the next instant.

On the distant sea, the warship's deck had descended into chaos.

"Rocks Pirates! It's the Rocks Pirates' main ship!!"

"Damn it! Running into the Rocks Pirates is one thing, but it had to be the main ship!"

"Rocks might be on board!! We're done for!"

The normally elite Marines were in utter disarray, filled with terror.

"Quiet!!"

A man with the rank of Vice Admiral on his shoulder roared, "Panic will only get us caught faster!"

He couldn't help but feel frustrated, why were they so unlucky? They should have been a good distance away from Beehive Island.

"Turn! Full speed ahead!"

He bellowed.

There was no other option now, they had to run!

"Yes, Vice Admiral Jensen!"

The bewildered Marines found their backbone and began to carry out their duties, steering the large ship to turn and preparing to flee with all their might.

But.

"Sorry about this, everyone,"

A childish voice came from above, "The Captain told me to take care of you."

"Who's there?"

The Vice Admiral's head snapped up.

A black, ferocious tiger floated in the sky, its wings flapping as it calmly looked down on them.

"You!"

Jensen's pupils constricted. "Black Tiger Roa!"

Roa in the sky heard him, and a look of disgust immediately appeared on its furry face. "Can you call headquarters and ask them to change my nickname? Do you know how much a nickname that ugly hurts a seven-year-old child?"

A Vice Admiral?

He had no impression of him from his past or present life. He shouldn't be anyone significant.

That's fine then. As everyone knows, there are the most deadwood among Marine Vice Admirals. Ordinary headquarters Vice Admirals are like stray dogs by the roadside, purely destined to be kicked to death and used as stepping stones.

Jensen, however, didn't dare to be careless.

Black Tiger Roa, the youngest member of the Rocks Pirates, an intern on par with Kaido. At only seven years old, his bounty had already reached three hundred million Belly! Even Charlotte Linlin couldn't compare to him at the same age. He was truly a monster among monsters!

"Prepare for battle!"

Following the Vice Admiral's roar, the Marines on deck raised their weapons towards Roa in the sky.

"No need to put on a show,"

Roa's eyes reversed their black and white. "I can see your fear."

The eyes of the Marines on deck quickly turned black.

Then.

"Waaahhhhhh!"

Intense fear instantly caused the Marines to scream, tears and snot streaming down their faces, some even losing control of their bladders. They no longer dared to look up.

"What?"

The Vice Admiral's face contorted.

This was Black Tiger Roa's ability?

"Hmm? There are still so many people?"

Roa looked at the Marines on deck who hadn't lost their fighting spirit and couldn't help but sigh. Regular army personnel were indeed different; their mental fortitude was clearly superior to pirates.

"Then I'll give you a big present."

Bronze patterns spread across the large horns on its head.

"Marines, have you ever seen a move that falls from the sky?"

Vice Admiral Jensen suddenly heard the wind.

He subconsciously looked up.

Then his pupils instantly shrank to the size of needle points.

In the sky, a giant fireball was falling!

No, it wasn't a fireball, but a tangible rock!

A meteor!

It was a meteor trailing a long fiery tail!!

This guy summoned a meteor!