The Red-Haired Pirates' Concerns
I've also seen the intelligence sent back by CP0 and know the demeanor that Chunwu's squad displayed on Whiskey Peak —strict military discipline, restrained actions, and a cold, hard aura honed by years of rigorous training.
These two completely different types of people, once they collide head-on, no one can say for sure what kind of commotion they'll cause.
"Given Luffy's temperament, he most likely won't go around if he bumps into them."
Beckman raised his hand to remove the cigar from his lips, slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke that dissipated in the wind.
He sees things more clearly than anyone else. Luffy is honest and straightforward by nature, never deliberately causing trouble, but he also never backs down when faced with a challenge.
If he were to encounter a group of top-tier experts of similar age, his first reaction would never be one of wariness or distance, but rather one of pure curiosity, prompting him to approach them and ask if they were very strong.
Shanks leaned against the ship's railing, his one arm resting naturally on his knee, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the cool mahogany edge of the boat.
The sea breeze ruffled his Red-Hair, his eyes held a gentle, distant look, and he remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.
I'm not worried that they'll start a fight.
During the life-or-death Summit War, Natsu saved Ace, a debt of gratitude that Luffy will never forget, and the Uchiha Clan will certainly be aware of it as well.
Not to mention that Luffy and Natsu are always separated by the bond of Ace.
"If we really do run into each other, we'll most likely just exchange names." Shanks smiled slightly, his tone knowing. "Then Luffy will probably keep asking about Natsu's whereabouts and demanding a match with him."
He briefly imagined the scene, his smile deepening, and added softly, "I reckon the Uchiha juniors will see me as a weirdo, especially Rin, who'll probably show her disgust."
The deck fell silent for a moment.
The next second, Yasopp chuckled softly, tapped the deck lightly with the barrel of his gun, and shook his head helplessly. "Only Luffy could do something so reckless."
Lucky wiped his mouth and grinned heartily. "I'm just curious about one thing, do those Uchiha brats even know about their Yamato Luffy?"
"It's impossible that I didn't know."
Beckman put the cigar back into his mouth, exhaled a wisp of smoke, and spoke in a calm and resolute tone, revealing a clear understanding of everything.
"The intelligence registration system established by the Uchiha in the West Blue is far more detailed than the official naval archives."
The story of Luffy and Ace teaming up in Alabasta is no secret.
Moreover, at the end of the Summit War, it was Natsu who took Luffy initiative to let Luffy board the Moby Dick's evacuation route.
Based on this relationship alone, they would never treat Luffy as an ordinary pirate.
"Then we've got it all figured out!" Raki Ru slapped his thigh, laughing heartily. "Even if we run into them, we can just treat them to a barbecue together, and everything will be fine."
Yasopp glanced at him sideways and chuckled helplessly, "They're the disciplined Uchiha Clan, not our Red Hair Pirates. You can't just fool them with a barbecue."
"That's not necessarily true." Raki Ru shrugged nonchalantly. "The tastes of the strong are often similar. Maybe these little guys also have a fondness for this kind of down-to-earth atmosphere."
Shanks didn't respond, completely ignoring their casual conversation.
He looked up at the stern of the ship. The sunset painted half the sea red, and orange waves surged in layers. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, endless undercurrents were hidden.
What he was planning was never a chance encounter or friction between two new generations.
He had no doubt that the Uchiha would not provoke Luffy.
Luffy's pure and honest nature makes him the easiest target for manipulation and exploitation.
Blackbeard lies in wait in the New World, eyeing the world with predatory intent. The Navy is poised to strike, while the World Government is constantly monitoring the weaknesses of all factions, eager to seize any opportunity to exploit.
When two top emerging forces meet, it is the perfect opportunity to stir up trouble, and there will inevitably be those who want to sow discord and reap the benefits.
"Beckman," Shanks ' tone deepened, the previous relaxation gone, "Keep a close eye on the movements in the first half. Report back immediately if you receive any intelligence that the Straw Hat Pirates has made contact with the Uchiha team."
Beckman nodded slightly, his reply crisp and efficient, "I've already had people monitoring the relevant flight paths; not a single word will be missed."
Lucky Ru swallowed the last bite of roasted meat, casually tossed the bone aside, and mumbled something in his mouth, his tone full of anticipation. "I really want to see that scene with my own eyes, what kind of trouble Luffy will cause when Luffy into those Uchiha kids."
The Yasopp's movements as he wiped the guns never ceased; his fingertips were steady and powerful, and a faint, gentle expectation flickered in his eyes.
"No need to rush," he said softly. "It won't be long before we witness it with our own eyes."
Revolutionary Army Headquarters, Baltigo.
The desolate Gobi Desert was swept by relentless gales. The towering white wind-eroded rock pillars trembled slightly under the fierce wind, emitting a low and long sob, like the ancient sigh of the earth.
The entire headquarters was shrouded in the harsh, desolate sound of the wind, creating a suffocating silence.
The stone table in the operations room was ancient and heavy. Monkey D. Dragon sat alone at the table, his fingertips holding a newly transmitted encrypted intelligence report.
The pages are thin and light, yet the messages they carry are enough to stir up the deepest patterns of the entire ocean.
The entire new generation of Uchiha left their home, sailed out of the West Blue, and steadily advanced towards the New World along the first half of the Grand Line.
Dragon slowly put down the secret report, his fingertips gently tracing the rough texture of the paper.
After the Summit War, the seas were already in a precarious state of chaos, with various forces vying for power and widening the cracks in the old order.
Everyone thought the situation would slowly evolve amidst the tug-of-war, but no one expected that the Uchiha would, at this crucial juncture, directly push their new generation, honed over several years, into the Great World.
This is far more than just a simple graduation experience.
This is a blatant declaration.
Tell the Celestial Dragons who occupy Mary Geoise, and tell all the forces that control the seas, that the West Blue has never been a safe haven for the Uchiha.
After years of dormancy, the descendants of this clan have already gained the confidence to travel the Four Blues and navigate the seas. Their footsteps will eventually lead them to even more distant places.
Dragon leaned back in the stone chair and looked up at the swaying old chandelier on the dome of the operations room.
The dim light cast dappled shadows on his calm face, and a faint, self-deprecating smile crept onto his lips.
Uchiha Natsu.
That boy who publicly crushed the dignity of the Celestial Dragons in the Sabaody Archipelago and dared to trample on the privileges of the Celestial Dragons in front of the entire world;
That madman who suddenly appeared during the Marineford Summit War, cleaving the battlefield in two with a single stroke and turning the tide of the battle.
The whole world remembers what he did.