Several dozen minutes earlier, Adrian had thought Enel was already dead, which was why he had not chosen the incredible teaching skill [Training Master].
Now it seemed... that decision had been right after all!
Why teach Enel himself when Adrian could dump the guy on another good teacher and spare himself the trouble?
Besides...
Handing the Straw Hat Boy's destined natural enemy over to the Straw Hat Boy's destined future teacher...
That prospect was just as satisfying.
Rayleigh frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"White Ghost, what do you want me to do?"
"First, let's establish who's responsible."
Adrian put on a businesslike smile.
"Enel was badly injured by Shanks because of you, correct?"
Rayleigh touched his flask and answered cautiously, "...I won't deny that, but..."
"So you owe Enel some compensation, correct?"
"I have no objection to that either, but I've already..."
"How about this!"
Adrian interrupted Rayleigh's excuses again, looking from Enel to Rayleigh.
"This guy is far too weak. Why don't you help teach him for a while, Rayleigh?"
"Master!!"
"White Ghost?!"
Enel and Rayleigh cried out in unison.
"You couldn't catch Shanks in over two years, and you still dare call yourself strong?"
A single sentence from Adrian extinguished Enel's urge to protest.
That's right... I really am too weak...
Enel's fury toward Shanks blazed up again, and he added that red-nosed clown to his list of grudges for good measure.
The God of the Sky would never be weaker than the Straw Hat Boy!!
"Hey! Wait, wait, wait!"
Rayleigh raised his hands and waved them frantically.
"I'm a family man with a proper job! Where would I find the time to teach someone?"
"By 'proper job,' do you mean gambling, selling yourself after losing everything, scamming money out of the Slave Auction House,