The Pirate: I Maxed Out Conqueror's Haki First Because I'm Immortal

Roger spoke softly.

Xia Le nodded and practiced carefully, trying to grasp every detail.

He had already learned how to swing a blade, how to put force behind it, how to position his body, and how to choose an angle of attack.

Roger's Kendo lessons clearly focused more on intent and fine detail.

To that end, Xia Le sat in meditation every day, regulating his breathing.

As a result, his awareness of his surroundings grew sharper and more precise.

"The blade is the conviction in your heart. Grasp it. Swing it."

"Cut through everything before you, whether it has form or not."

"Control it as you will. When you can cut something because you intend to, yet leave it uncut even as your blade passes through it, you'll have succeeded!"

Day after day, Roger taught him in painstaking detail.

Xia Le was certain that the man who had become the Pirate King was holding nothing back.

Roger seemed to have truly taken him as a successor, doing everything he could to train him with what little life he had left.

So, five months later, Xia Le raised a question.

"To me, this is just a bargain to extend your time as a free man."

"But you're teaching me everything you can."

At that, Roger slowly rose. Facing the sea, he suddenly broke into a grin.

"Listen, Xia Le."

"I'm the king of pirates! And what are pirates?"

"The freest people on this sea. And I'm the king of them all!"

"I do whatever I want!"

After a pause, he turned back to Xia Le.

"I've passed my Swordsmanship on to you. As long as you someday face the sea, face this world, and swing your blade..."

"That means..."

Roger threw back his head and laughed.

"I'm still alive!"

"I'll never