When a Female Marine's Shoes Are Taken Off

"Oh no, we've been discovered."

Pekoms and Shakky exchanged a glance, a flicker of embarrassment crossing their faces.

"You two just stay here!"

As if to vent the resentment that had been building up, upon discovering the identities of the pirates, Lieutenant Colonel Hina launched her attack before Rear Admiral Bastille could even give the order.

"Soru!"

With a sound, her body instantly appeared above the Polar, reaching out to grab Pekoms and Shakky.

With her Devil Fruit ability, as long as she caught someone, they would be instantly bound by Black Bars.

"What do you think you're doing to my friends!"

At the same time Hina made her move, Rod leaped high into the air, blocking in front of Pekoms and Shakky. The moment Lieutenant Colonel Hina appeared, he unleashed a fierce kick.

Sensing the leg wind rushing towards him, Hina's expression changed slightly. She changed direction in mid-air, twisting her waist to avoid Rod's kick.

Then, bracing her hands on the mast, she also kicked out as Rod's body passed by hers.

Such fast reflexes!

Rod was slightly surprised by Hina's response.

In his memory, Hina wasn't known for her physical combat skills, nor was her fighting strength considered top-tier. He hadn't expected her to perform like this in a fight.

As this thought flashed through his mind, feeling Hina's foot kicking towards his back, Rod twisted his body and swung his arm to meet her.

Swish--

Their bodies crossed paths. Rod retreated a step, landing on the crow's nest, while Hina's body fell downwards.

"Uh..."

Looking at Hina's shoe clutched in his hand, Rod's face was filled with awkwardness.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly. He stared blankly at the shoe in his hand, a complex mix of emotions flashing in his eyes: first surprise, then excitement, and finally a sense of bewildered amusement.

Hina landed on the Polar's deck with one bare foot. A hint of shame and anger crossed her face. When she saw the shoe still held in Rod's hand and the complex expression on Rod's face, her anger flared even more.

"Hina is furious!"

A faint black light emanated from Hina's hands, and her entire being exuded a strong killing aura.

As Hina swung her arms forward, two black bars extended out, almost destroying the entire Polar.

"Soru!"

Rod, who had been standing on the crow's nest above the mast, his expression changed slightly. Then, he instantly disappeared, appearing in front of Hina and unleashing a powerful kick.

Before she could even swing her arms down, Hina felt an immense force hit her abdomen, sending her flying backward and crashing heavily onto the port.

"Lieutenant Colonel Hina!"

Though it felt like a long time, in reality, from Hina charging onto the Polar to being kicked flying by Rod onto the port, it had only been about ten seconds.

Colonel Baro had already been furious when he saw Rod holding Lieutenant Colonel Hina's shoe. When he saw his goddess being kicked flying by the red-haired youth opposite him, he was practically burning up. Grabbing the long gun slung on his back, he fired three shots at Rod before throwing away the now-empty flintlock gun and charging towards Rod.

That guy's marksmanship is pretty good, and he's using the Marines' latest rapid-fire flintlock guns.

Rod's eyes flashed with surprise as he felt the bullets fired by the unfamiliar Marine.

However, his own comrades are more formidable.

Just as Colonel Baro opened fire, Nerl also drew his black gun and fired three shots. To Colonel Baro's stunned gaze, the three bullets he fired were precisely intercepted by Nerl's bullets.

This accuracy!

Baro had been full of confidence in his marksmanship, but now only shock remained in his heart. He never imagined that someone could intercept shots with bullets.

This not only required terrifying precision but also the ability to instantly calculate the speed and angle of both bullets, not to mention considering wind speed, air humidity, and various other external factors.

How is it possible for anyone to do this!

Observation Haki!

Compared to Colonel Baro, Rear Admiral Bastille had much more extensive knowledge and immediately thought of the reason.

However, beginner-level Observation Haki can't achieve this. Even at Marine Headquarters, few can do this.

To think someone from mere North Blue could train their Observation Haki to this extent. They truly are a dangerous group!

With this thought, Bastille no longer bothered observing the remaining individuals. He grabbed his greatsword, Shark Cutter, and leaped fiercely from the warship.

Seeing Bastille descending from the sky, Rod's expression changed slightly. He drew the long sword hanging at his waist, flashed in front of Bastille, and swung his sword, which collided fiercely with the latter's greatsword.

"I thought I was mistaken at first, but looking again, it really is. You brat, you're using Soru, aren't you!"

As their blades met, sensing a strength no weaker than his own, Bastille was once again shocked.

More importantly, this brat in front of him, during his first encounter with Lieutenant Colonel Hina, had merely been fast. But when he kicked Lieutenant Colonel Hina away the second time, the way he appeared in front of her was clearly Soru, one of the Marine Six Powers!

He had initially thought he was mistaken, but this time he saw it clearly. What the opponent used was definitely Soru, and it was even more proficient than when he used it last time!

"When did you learn it?"

Although he asked this, Rear Admiral Bastille already had the answer in his heart.

"You mean this kind of movement technique? I just learned it!"

Rod exerted force with his hand, flinging the Marines opposite him toward the port, while he himself landed on the deck, holding a sword in one hand and Hina's shoe in the other.

"Give me Vice Captain Hina's shoe, you red-haired bastard!"

Captain Baro roared, his muscles tensing, and threw a punch.

Bang!

Rod crossed his arm, colliding fiercely with the other's fist, erupting in a violent gust of air.

The force of his charge, amplified by my own momentum, couldn't budge him an inch!

Looking at Rod's young face up close, Captain Baro's eyes were filled with shock.

Without giving the other too much time to react, while blocking his attack, Rod swung the long sword in his other hand without mercy, slashing down at Captain Baro.

Squelch—

A splash of blood flew, and Captain Baro staggered back a few steps, leaning against the railing of the Polar, clutching his hands to his chest, his body slightly hunched, blood dripping down his arm.

"I got it back!"

Slightly lifting his head, though injured, Captain Baro's face was beaming with a victorious smile.

"??"

As Captain Baro straightened his body, Rod saw, clutched tightly in his hands, Vice Captain Hina's shoe.

Shouldn't he be holding his wound at a time like this!

As the one who swung the sword, Rod knew clearly that the wound left on the man's abdomen from that slash was by no means shallow; it could be seen from the amount of blood he was losing.

"Just to get a shoe back? You're a pervert!"

Looking at the Marine grinning creepily at a lady's leather shoe, Rod couldn't help but retort.

"You're the pervert! You're the one who took Vice Captain Hina's shoe!"

Hearing Rod's retort, Baro became agitated.