Yamato seemed utterly unconcerned with Gern's status as Fleet Admiral, or the delicate, hostile atmosphere.
She simply sensed that Gern showed no killing intent toward her.
Instead, he had a composure she had never experienced before-the calm of an elder watching a youngster fool around...
That only made her more excited.
"Hey, hey, hey! Gern!" Beaming, Yamato came right up to him in a few strides.
At 263 centimeters tall, she was only a little shorter than Gern, who stood nearly 287 centimeters.
Yamato tilted her head up, her eyes sparkling with pure curiosity and longing. "Come on, fight me! I want to experience it for myself!"
"How exactly did you defeat Oden back then? When Lord Oden sailed the seas, was he really invincible, like his journal said?"
Looking at this "girl," who carried Kaido's blood yet was filled with curiosity about "Oden," whose eyes were almost excessively clear-or perhaps simply naive-
Gern's expression softened despite himself.
He suddenly found it rather amusing. This girl seemed to have thrown the tense atmosphere completely off course.
Still, his main purpose here wasn't to start a battle immediately. A little conversation wouldn't hurt.
And so, under Zoro's and King's somewhat astonished gazes,
Gern actually sat down cross-legged on the courtyard's shattered stone paving.
"A fight? Forget it. I'm not in the mood." Gern waved a hand, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
"As for Kozuki Oden, that 'Boil King'... he really was a notable figure on the seas back then."
"Really? Really?!"
Hearing this, Yamato immediately blinked eagerly, like a child who had just been given candy.
She sat cross-legged a short distance across from Gern, propping her chin in her hands, ready to listen intently to his story.
"But... why do you keep calling him the 'Boil King'? Is