Who Still Wanted to Be King?!

After spending two days recuperating, the Red-Haired Pirates prepared to leave.

Quite a few villagers came to see them off. It was not because the Red-Haired Pirates were particularly good people, but because they had money. They had spent a fortune in Foosha Village and had not harassed the villagers.

How could such generous guests not earn respect?

"This conical hat really blocks the sun much better than my old hat, and it's certainly more noticeable."

"But why did you specifically write the character for fire on it instead of wind? Our village is clearly called Foosha Village."

Mayor Woop Slap was rather puzzled by the new conical hat on his head.

Still, it really did provide better shade than his old fisherman's hat. It was just a little too eye-catching. Whenever he walked down the road now, villagers would stop what they were doing and stare at him.

But... that feeling did not seem so bad.

"After you sail away this time, you're never coming back to the village, are you?!"

Luffy stood at the bow, looking reluctantly at Shanks.

"That's right. We've stayed here for a long time, and it's time to part ways. You're sad, aren't you?"

Shanks was still as carefree as ever, without any sorrow over the coming separation.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Red-Haired Pirates were carrying the supplies they had bought in Foosha Village onto their ship one by one.

"A little. But I won't force you to take me to sea anymore, because I'll become a pirate with my own strength, find companions stronger than all of you, and find the greatest treasure in the world!"

"Then I'll become the King of the Pirates!!"

Luffy once again declared his ambition to become king.

His childish voice was filled with courage that feared nothing.

"Who is it? Who wants to be king again?!"

Brando suddenly shouted.

Luffy's confident expression instantly froze. He immediately lowered his head, afraid that Brando would notice him.

He admitted that he was just a tiny bit afraid of Brando.

"Hahaha!"

"That kind of courage still isn't enough."

"Here, I'll leave this hat with you for now. It's a hat very precious to me. When you become an outstanding pirate someday, return it to me."

Shanks took off the Straw Hat Roger had given him and placed it on Luffy's head.

Under the hat, tears were already streaming down Luffy's face.

Even Brando did not ruin the mood by going over to cause trouble.

"That kid will definitely make something of himself."

Beckman said this with a cigar in his mouth and his arms folded.

"Because he's exactly like I was when I was young."

Shanks said with a smile.

"Do we really not need to deal with that guy?"

Beckman took a deep drag, exhaled, and asked.

"Maybe he happened to eat some unusual Devil Fruit. He might even become Luffy's companion in the future. That guy probably doesn't mean any harm, so there's no need to deal with him."

Shanks waved a hand.

After all, anyone who could keep it together after seeing Brando verbally bully a Sea King had to be something else.

No matter how one looked at him, there was something wrong with his head. Shanks had seen plenty of strange people on the seas, but this was his first time seeing someone this strange.

As long as Brando did not interfere with his plans, it was fine.

Beckman nodded, then turned and shouted, "Raise the sails! Set sail!"

The sails bearing the Red-Haired Pirates' skull flag unfurled, and the ship slowly left the harbor under the wind's power.

"What a great experience farm. Too bad I can't keep farming it. The risk is too high."

Brando watched the Red-Haired Pirates' ship sail away and sighed helplessly.

Before they left, Brando had found another chance to mock Red-Hair, ridiculing him for having an arm bitten off by a Sea King.

But Shanks did not get angry at all. Instead, he just laughed happily.

At the same time, Brando had not gained recognition from the Will of the Overlord. If he had been able to beat Shanks, he definitely would have wanted to test whether physically using "Haki" could earn him another reward.

"Looks like I can't stay in the village for long either. If I keep staying here, my strength simply can't improve quickly."

Brando sighed.

After all, no matter how hard he worked to improve, it could not compare to what recognition from the Will of the Overlord gave him!

Brando planned to head out to sea as soon as he could steadily and proficiently control the abilities he possessed. His destination was the New World!

He would let every Celestial Dragon experience what true "Haki" was!

The Will of the Overlord system did not have a template, so Brando made one for himself.

Brando — 17 years old

Bloodline: Mangekyo [Sasuke]

Chakra: Jonin

Techniques: Three-Body Technique, Shuriken Technique, Great Fireball, Phoenix Flower Fire Technique

Swordsmanship: Iai: One Flash

Summoning: None

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After the Red-Haired Pirates left, Brando threw himself into grueling training. He mainly practiced the Rasengan. Once he had nearly exhausted his chakra, he used the pile of longswords he had picked up from the bandits last time to practice Iai: One Flash.

The skills provided by the system were all at full proficiency, but he still needed practice to link techniques together. After all, Naruto was not some game where one simply stood still and dealt damage.

Positioning, controlling the field, mind games!

They were not something those games where you stood there and furiously mashed the keyboard could compare to.

He had mechanics, so now that he was fighting with real blades and real danger, Brando had to bring his mechanics to their peak!

He would show the stat and mechanic monsters of this world what real mechanics were!

"Hm?"

"The Marines?"

Brando trained in the mountains, where he could see a great distance.

After awakening the Mangekyo, his eyesight had improved considerably. Even without relying on the Sharingan, he could clearly see what was happening far away.

He saw a Marine warship heading toward Foosha Village.

"The one coming here should be Marine Hero Garp, right?"

"This seems like a pretty good new target for Haki."

Brando grew somewhat excited.

"That Red-Hair brat already got away!"

"Damn it, I was just this close."

After learning the situation from his subordinates, Garp sighed helplessly.

But in truth, he had not particularly wanted to capture Red-Hair. He had only become somewhat nervous upon hearing that the man had appeared in Foosha Village.

Because Roger's child, whom Roger had entrusted to him, was being fostered here.

He did not want that child to walk down this path again. Red-Hair was someone who might lead him onto it, which was why Garp had urgently taken leave and rushed back.

"Dock the ship. We'll resupply in Foosha Village for a week."

Garp gave the order directly.

After God Valley and Roger's death, Garp had lost the edge he once possessed. Was this justice truly what he sought?

Now, aside from carrying out assigned missions, he did not serve as the commander of any Marine base. He was more like an unaffiliated operative, free to act on his own.

He could hardly wait to see his two grandsons.

"Yes!"

Bogart responded and began making arrangements to dock.

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, you want to become the King of the Pirates?"

Garp's eyes nearly bulged out as he stared at his biological grandson and asked in disbelief.

His adopted grandson was fine, but his biological grandson was in serious trouble!