Zefa's Question

"No... Amber Lead Syndrome can't be cured. There's no way..."

The white patches on his body had already spread from his lower half to his legs. Trafalgar Law shook his head slightly and wandered aimlessly down the street, paying no heed to Rosinante's words.

Not long ago, the Donquixote Family had come to this peaceful little town to resupply.

The sky was blue, dotted with scattered white clouds drifting in the wind.

The sun was like a massive furnace, while the sea breeze that blew from time to time carried a trace of coolness with the spray.

"Hey, hey, hey, Law, we've already told you our real names, but you still haven't told us yours!"

With her cheeks puffed up, Baby 5 pestered him relentlessly. Buffalo, whose hairstyle resembled a propeller, also wore a curious expression.

"What does it matter? I only have about a year left. My life is about to reach its end."

Law murmured quietly. Looking at the white spots slowly spreading from below toward his head, a faint sorrow settled over him.

He had crawled out from a pile of corpses, lived among the dead, and watched helplessly as his younger sister and parents died before his eyes...

Even so, he had given everything to become a member of the Donquixote Family. Yet everything he had learned from them still could not change the fate that awaited him—death.

"What does it matter?! Just tell us, tell us..."

Baby 5 refused to let it go. With no way to deal with her nagging, Trafalgar Law could only reveal his true name beneath the curious gazes of the two of them.

"Trafalgar D. Water Law. D is a hidden name, and Water is a taboo name. Our Trafalgar clan, generation after generation..."

"What? That's so boring!"

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