Banquet
It was not strange to encounter Hawk Eyes in a place like this.
On the Grand Line, no situation was truly strange.
You could encounter a Logia Rumble-Rumble Fruit user like Enel on Sky Island, or a behind-the-scenes boss like Gecko Moria.
And if the world's greatest swordsman, Mihawk, came to visit your home while you were sitting there, that was obviously the best possible luck—provided you were strong enough.
If you were as strong as these ordinary Baroque Works agents, however, there was no way you would be in a good mood.
But for people as strong as Dragon, Enel, and Ace, it was easier to see this encounter as a stroke of good luck.
At last, they could enjoy a truly powerful battle.
But...
"Are you going?" Leo asked Zoro beside him.
"Of course!" Of everyone present, the one with the strongest fighting spirit was not Enel or Ace, but Zoro, standing beside Leo and radiating astonishing battle intent.
Though he had just gone through a fierce battle, though his body was covered in sword wounds, though he was far from his best condition... he still wanted to go.
"The target is right in front of me. If I don't even fight him, what kind of swordsman am I?" Zoro's answer was so resolute that Tashigi looked at him with complicated emotions.
The more she learned about Zoro, the more she admired him. He was a pure swordsman, destined for great achievements. He truly was a powerful swordmaster, perhaps even a great swordsman—when he still intended to challenge Hawk Eyes with his battered body and had clearly prepared himself to die.
The man before her was already a great swordmaster.
The brilliance he carried made her look at him in awe and feel ashamed of herself.
That