Haisoken had told them when they returned that Dracule Mihawk, the World's Greatest Swordsman, was on the island. Truth be told, Loa had wanted to meet the man widely regarded as the strongest swordsman alive!
Especially since he was planning a trip to Clockwork Island. He wanted to find out whether the skunk from the Poker Pirates really did have the same voice as Mihawk.
But this voyage was too important to risk unnecessary trouble, so Loa had given up on the idea.
Now Hawkeye had cut through his Ice Wall. Whether to repair it or for some other reason, Loa would have to go over there. There was no avoiding this meeting.
Loa stood and said to Haisoken and Dalmatian, "Looks like Hawkeye's about to leave. I'll go see what's happening and patch up the Ice Wall while I'm at it."
Cigar clenched between his teeth, Haisoken said gravely, "Be careful, Loa. He doesn't look like he's in a good mood. Don't get into a fight with him."
"I know better than that." Loa smiled, kicked the cloth-wrapped sword off the ground, caught it, and slung it across his back. "Besides, I want to ask the World's Strongest swordsman if he knows where this sword came from."
With a nod to the two of them, Loa beat his wings and flew in that direction.
Loa soon vanished into the night, leaving only a hazy silhouette in the moonlight. Watching him go, Haisoken asked uneasily, "Dalmatian, do you think Loa could take Mihawk now?"
To Haisoken, Loa and Mihawk were both absurdly powerful monsters. But Loa wasn't a swordsman, so Haisoken couldn't judge his strength through the Six Senses shared by swordsmen. That was why he asked.
Vice Admiral Dalmatian shot him an exasperated look. "Can't you think of something