The One to Heal Golden Lion

Oak's blatant disdain made Shiki cry out in dissatisfaction,

"Brat, quit looking down on me!"

"What do you mean, I came here for nothing? I'm not so old that I can't even move!"

Oak's thoughts were interrupted. He rolled his eyes at him.

"You've got the nerve to say that? You can't even use Haki. What use are you? Just here to drag us down?"

Golden Lion could not use Haki, and half his body was practically ruined. The only things he had left were the Float-Float Fruit and the swordsmanship of a Great Swordsman. With those, especially the Float-Float Fruit's power to control seawater and Islands, he was still a first-rate expert of this era. But what was the point?

What Oak was going to deal with was the Holy Land. He needed top-tier fighting power. In Golden Lion's current state, even an ordinary member of God's Knights would give him trouble. If that was not dragging them down, then what was?

Golden Lion was silenced by that and sat there gloomily without speaking.

You think I wanted this?

He reached up and touched the Ship's Rudder embedded in his head. It was all because of this damn thing that he had weakened to this extent. If he had not known that pulling it out could directly threaten his life, he would have ripped out this piece of junk long ago!

"Enough!"

Oak waved a hand.

"Don't be so depressed. I've already thought of a way to restore you!"

After giving it some thought, Oak had already come up with a way to treat Golden Lion. It would have to rely on a Devil Fruit ability. His Paw-Paw Fruit could only slap out Golden Lion's internal injuries; it could do nothing about his legs or the Ship's Rudder in