On the deck, Dawn and Basil Hawkins stood fishing.
"Have you made up your mind? Will you join us?" After finishing his daily training these past few days, Dawn had always gone to chat with Basil Hawkins, trying every possible way to invite him aboard and rope him in.
"Not yet. I want to travel with you for a while, then use divination to decide," Basil Hawkins said slowly. It was hard to imagine that a seven-year-old kid could be so mature.
But that was simply how the pirate world was. Orphans and street children had needed to fend for themselves from a very early age.
Cheating, swindling, tricking, stealing, robbing—anything went as long as it kept them alive and filled their stomachs. That environment was also why many children matured so early.
Those who had once come from wealthy families and received an education before becoming drifters tended to be more capable and mature in their thinking.
But there were even more idiots—the kind who got a little strength and immediately thought they were invincible, arrogant beyond belief.
It was not that they were stupid. They simply had never seen the world.
The warship's route had not passed through many countries. Rear Admiral Yak said that this sea route seemed to pass close to the Ishtar Kingdom, and there was only one country along the way where they could stop and resupply.
They had encountered quite a few pirates along the way, but they were all cannon fodder—weak, yet loudmouthed and arrogant. The soldiers had not even needed to act; Dawn and the others had dealt with them directly.
As for Devil Fruit users, they had not seen a single one. It looked like Aokiji had something to do with that.
Any ability users who could sail out as