"But seriously, Vincent, you must be someone with real talent. Didn't you ask me earlier how I got so strong?"
Raskin suddenly spoke to Mulan with such seriousness that Mulan put down his glass.
"I'm guessing it wasn't because of a devil fruit."
Mulan entertained that mischievous thought, but kept a serious expression. He was already perfect at concealing his presence, and with Elf's help, he could fool almost anyone. Raskin was utterly convinced that Vincent was an ordinary man born with great strength.
"Because there are beings in this world who transcend mortals. They can live longer, grow stronger, wield magic, and even command the wind and rain, rivaling the gods!"
"Chief, you're one of those people?"
"Heh, that's right. I'm one of them, a Supernatural Being. I think you might have that talent too."
In Raskin's eyes, Vincent had visibly grown excited, his gaze full of anticipation.
"Hahaha, you'll have a great opportunity in a couple of days."
Raskin pointed at the pillar beside the bar. Mulan looked over and tore down a sheet of paper that looked like a poster.
"Storm Fighter?"
"Yes. The hundred or more pirate chiefs who submit to the Pirate King hold a grand gathering every two years. There are contests between Supernatural Beings, as well as competitions for ordinary pirates. If you stand out enough, you'll definitely get an Awakening Potion."
Mulan was stunned by the first half of that statement. Over a hundred pirate chiefs?
No, that couldn't be right. They couldn't all be Supernatural Beings, or that force would be far too powerful. But there must still be quite a few supernatural pirates. Luckily, pirates weren't a united front.
"Chief, don't you have an Awakening Potion?"
"Of course I do, but..."
Raskin paused, then looked outside the tavern, as though