That afternoon, the day Sand Crocodile revealed his identity, he was expecting Kizaru and the Land of Light to arrange a ship just for him. Instead, he met a blond young man with a sunny smile who looked very approachable.
"Hello, I'm Namikaze Minato. Lord Kizaru asked me to bring you to see him." Minato had been assigned the task at the last minute, but he showed no sign of displeasure. His face held his trademark gentle smile.
Crocodile gave a slight nod, then rose from his seat. "Is the ship ready?"
"We're short on time, so we'll use another means of travel. Please bear with me."
After speaking, Minato placed his right hand on Crocodile's shoulder as the latter watched him with some confusion.
Then Minato gave Crocodile an apologetic smile and formed Hand Seals with one hand.
The next second, the two vanished from the room and appeared on an island dozens of miles away.
Crocodile had never experienced spatial transportation before. The moment his feet touched the ground again, he stumbled. If Minato hadn't supported him, he would have fallen forward.
"Your first time being transported can be a little disorienting. Would you like to rest for a while?" Minato asked with concern.
Crocodile shook his lowered head, fought down the urge to vomit, and composed himself. Only then did he look up at Minato again, his gaze somewhat complicated.
"Is this a Devil Fruit ability?" Crocodile asked curiously.
Minato smiled as he explained, "It's a secret technique of the Land of Light."
At that, Crocodile didn't press further. He was only growing more curious about the Land of Light. "I'm fine. Let's keep going."
"Then please bear with me a little longer." Minato kept his gentle tone and formed Hand Seals again.
After teleporting across several