At dusk, the last streak of sunset on the horizon was gradually swallowed by the night.
The latter half of the Grand Line, the New World.
Inside Scarlett's bedroom in the Dressrosa Royal Palace, oil lamps had already been lit along the walls.
Scarlett had just finished a swordsmanship lesson. Her cheeks were flushed, and her pink T-shirt was already soaked through with sweat. Her pink athletic shorts outlined the perfect curve of her hips, making her look like a ripe peach.
The pink-haired girl opened her wardrobe and took out a light blue long dress. Her hand holding the hanger trembled slightly from soreness and exhaustion.
The instructor teaching her swordsmanship was the only female master swordsman in the Dressrosa Kingdom.
Had Scarlett not personally visited and pleaded with her, and had the other woman not considered Scarlett the kingdom's future heir, she would never have reluctantly agreed to teach someone with no foundation in swordsmanship.
After the incident in the palace square and her kidnapping onto a pirate ship, Scarlett had deeply realized just how powerless and weak she was.
If Sephiroth had not appeared in time, she did not even dare think deeply about what she might have suffered...
That was why she wanted to become stronger!
At the very least, she wanted to be able to protect herself and not be captured so easily...
A thin red line suddenly appeared in the room. Ripples of space began folding and compressing toward both sides, forming a two-and-a-half-meter-tall spatial doorway.
Sephiroth, carrying a suitcase in one hand, stepped over the threshold and emerged from the pale green world beyond the door.
As he sheathed his sword, the folded doorway in the air behind him quickly flattened.
In the end, it closed completely and returned to normal, leaving no