Yoriichi's slash stirred up enormous waves across the sea. Waves over ten meters high crashed directly against the warship, making it rock violently.
Whoosh!
With a sharp whistle through the air, Yoriichi landed swiftly on the bow. With a light tap of his feet, he stood firmly there and lowered his head to look into the sea.
Issho quickly arrived behind Yoriichi, extending his Observation Haki into the water. Seeing the commotion Yoriichi had caused, Mihawk lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and slung the black blade back over his shoulder.
He had acted only because he wanted to find out just how powerful the man known as the Pirate King truly was.
Now that he had a clear understanding, Mihawk had no intention of continuing the fight.
He was a swordsman, and in his eyes, Roger was also a swordsman.
Ganging up on a swordsman was not something Mihawk wanted to see. If possible, he wanted to face Roger alone. But from the look of things, neither Yoriichi nor Issho had any intention of giving him a one-on-one opportunity.
"Issho, he's coming!"
The waves fell back onto the sea, stirring shimmering ripples across the surface.
At that moment, Yoriichi sensed Roger's presence rapidly rising from beneath the sea. His expression tightened slightly as he quietly warned Issho.
Boom!!
The moment Yoriichi finished speaking, a dark figure burst from the sea and landed on the deck. The instant it arrived, a sonic boom rang in Yoriichi and the others' ears. Then, the figure charged straight at Yoriichi on the bow.
The person who had burst from the sea was Roger, whom Yoriichi had just cut into the water.
"Hahahahahaha!"
"Kid, you've gotten stronger!"
As Roger rushed at Yoriichi, his hearty laughter reached their ears. The next second, Roger appeared