Lucci Gets Beaten Up Yet Again

Bang!

The barrier was forcibly shoved back by Dawn's brute strength. Bartolomeo let out a scream as his own barrier slammed into him. Like an insect swatted by a flyswatter, he flew backward like a cannonball, crashed hard into a distant wall, and slowly slid down, unable to get back up for the moment.

From the moment Dawn spoke to the moment all four had fallen or surrendered, less than a minute had passed.

Only heavy panting and Dawn's steady breathing remained in the casino hall.

Baccarat and Mr. Tanaka were completely dumbfounded. Mr. Tanaka in particular had his mouth slightly open beneath his owl mask.

"Th... this is the strength of a great pirate with a bounty exceeding one billion? Just with physical skills alone..."

Baccarat, meanwhile, stared fixedly at Dawn's tall back, the flames in her emerald eyes burning even brighter.

A man like this... such power... I have to seize him. I have to get close to him!

When the four stood again, the way they looked at Dawn had completely changed.

Their previous arrogance, curiosity, and probing had all been replaced by deep reverence.

Bartolomeo's eyes nearly sparkled with stars, filled with a fervor bordering on faith.

Dawn's voice broke the silence. He looked at the four youths, a rare approving smile appearing on his face.

"At your age, having this kind of strength means both your talent and hard work deserve recognition. Later, I'll find some suitable Devil Fruits for you. Of course, whether you eat them is up to you."

It was a simple statement, yet it moved them more than any grand promise could. Aside from Bartolomeo, who was already a Devil Fruit user, the others' eyes lit up.

Dawn turned his gaze to Lucci, who had stood quietly to the side from