As Shanks looked at the photograph...
His hands trembled slightly.
His Conqueror's Haki instantly spiraled out of control.
The crew around him felt their minds reel under its pressure.
Though they did not faint, their heads spun.
They were astonished.
Their captain's Conqueror's Haki had never been this powerful before.
"Vice Captain..."
Shanks forced the words out of his throat.
Even Red Hair could not stop his eyes from reddening at that moment.
"Shanks, calm down!"
Benn Beckman frowned.
He could feel Shanks's aura growing increasingly volatile.
"Calm down..."
Shanks repeated the words instinctively.
He gritted his teeth, gradually drawing back his Conqueror's Haki.
Yet his entire presence only grew more vicious.
"Randall, I swear I'll kill you, or I'm no man!"
Clutching the newspaper in a death grip, Shanks ground his back teeth audibly.
Benn Beckman's heart sank.
He had great faith in Shanks.
In the future, Shanks's achievements would rival those of any Pirate Emperor.
But that was the future.
If he truly clashed with a monster like Randall now...
It would be like throwing an egg against a rock.
Beckman was not afraid. It simply served no purpose.
A heavy atmosphere hung over the deck.
A full three minutes passed before Shanks took a deep breath and slowly calmed his aura.
"Beckman, within three years, I'll take Sword Demon's head!"
Shanks spoke calmly.
At present, Shanks was only about as strong as Sword Demon's second-in-command.
There was still a considerable gap between him and Sword Demon.
Yet not one of Benn Beckman and the others showed any doubt.
Benn Beckman even smiled.
"All right, three years!
In three years, our Red Hair Pirates will be an Emperor-level crew!"
"Yeah! An Emperor-level crew!"
The crew cheered with excitement.
Only Red Hair gazed into the distance.
"Sword Demon, I