All this time, Enel had held no official position.
Even so, he commanded enormous respect throughout the Chris Pirates.
But Enel was the only one who could afford to stand apart like that.
Only by overwhelming everyone else as thoroughly as he did could someone rise above the struggle for rank.
Even Lafitte, the First Mate, could not do that.
Lafitte casually adjusted his hat and clicked his tongue. "Looks like quite a few people have their eyes on my position!"
"This time, I won't let you off so easily!"
Lafitte had always been something of a mystery within the Chris Pirates.
No one had seen the limits of his strength.
Chris had taken a liking to him the moment they first met.
After that, Lafitte had naturally become the First Mate of the Chris Pirates.
He had faced a few challenges along the way.
Doc Q had been one of his challengers.
Of course, Lafitte had defeated Doc Q without breaking a sweat.
If they had not been on the same ship, Lafitte would have sent Doc Q to the next world.
This time, Lafitte felt several burning gazes settle on him.
Naturally, he had to make his position clear.
Last time, he had spared Doc Q without teaching him much of a lesson.
Next time, Lafitte would not be so merciful.
Anyone who wanted to challenge him had better think carefully about whether they could bear the consequences.
Among the Chris Pirates, anything was acceptable so long as no one killed a fellow member.
Lafitte's expression remained calm, but authority and killing intent showed on his pale face.
The sight sent chills down the others' spines.
Hawkins was expressionless, wearing the same corpse-like look as ever.
He said flatly, "Chance of defeating Lafitte in a challenge: twenty