Garp: "Bastard, You Think I'd Believe That?!"

"Bat-Bat Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Vampire Form. With the special abilities of this fruit, you can also possess the special abilities of a vampire bat, stealing other people's lifespan to maintain your youth."

It looks similar to a tomato, with a hint of purple in its blood-red color. Citrus's eyes blinked, sparkling with a different kind of light, but her little mouth pouted, and she complained in a low voice.

"Aside from taking other people's lives, its other abilities are no different from those of its own bat Lineage Factor. The bat's hearing and ultrasonic waves, the ability to fly, and the power to make people fall asleep..."

"That's what makes Vegapunk so great. Even without discovering Mythical Zoan Bat-Bat Fruit, he can still use ancient Lineage Factor to create excellent clones like Stussy."

Uchiha Huayu didn't hide her thoughts; instead, she offered high praise.

He has always been extremely tolerant of talented people, just like Orochimaru, who is from a world apart.

"Your magnanimity and character are truly admirable, Your Majesty..."

Just as Citrus's eyes were darting about, and she subconsciously reached out her slender, white hands to touch the being that was so close yet so far away, a roar interrupted her actions.

"Ugh! Honestly, those two brats are so clueless. Couldn't they leave me some time alone?"

Citrus looked back and saw Yamato Hiyori, their faces flushed, climbing step by step toward the ancient castle where the two were.

The dark purple object on their wrists seemed to make them feel incredibly strained, requiring unimaginable effort for every step they took.

"Calm down. Losing your temper is not an elegant thing to do. It is only right to be tolerant of two flowers that are about to bloom. That is how adults should act."

"Besides, anyone would lose their composure if they were subjected to such immense gravity at such a young age."

With a flick of his hand, the Bat-Bat Fruit vanished and reappeared inside the Kamui Dimension.

Glancing at the gravity rings on Yamato and ankles, Huayue revealed a satisfied expression. At such a young age, he could withstand 400 kilograms of gravity; Kaido's bloodline was indeed unique.

In the myths and legends of Wano Country, the bloodline of the Oni Race is recorded. It now appears that the Oni Race's bloodline is manifested in strength, endurance, and also has a good recovery ability.

As for Hiyori, she can barely withstand a weight of forty kilograms; one shouldn't be too demanding of a child.

If parents are strong, their offspring are likely to become strong as well, since the essence of strength lies in the leap of genes and the application of abilities.

There are always exceptions; occasionally, there are cases where parents are ordinary humans, but their children are monsters.

"Your Majesty, they are less than two years old. That's only two years old in human years, much younger than these little ones!"

When faced with Citrus's complaints, Huayue smiled and let it go, but then her smile suddenly changed, and she slowly turned her head towards the East Blue.

"Citrus, what's the date today?"

"May 5th, Your Majesty, how could you forget? Your expression looks very strange, what happened?"

Citrus's answer made Huayue nod slightly, her expression incredibly subtle.

"May 5th, the gears of the world begin to turn, and the cause and effect of everything are quietly unfolding, remarkably similar to the progress Naruto and Sasuke made during their battle..."

"The location is... East Blue! Another interesting subject worth studying."

Meanwhile, in the East Blue, in the Goa Kingdom...

Within the Goa Kingdom, on a beautiful island known as Spring Island, where spring reigns all year round.

A man wearing a dark green cloak, with no eyebrows and a hideous tattoo on his right cheek, was anxiously waiting outside the delivery room. He was none other than Monkey D. Dragon, the current leader of the Revolutionary Army.

If his subordinates saw him looking like this, they would be greatly surprised.

Dragon, who is always calm and composed and fearless even when facing the World Government and the Navy, actually showed a worried expression. No one would believe that he would do that.

A moment later, accompanied by the cry of a baby, the heart that had been hanging in my throat finally settled down safely into my stomach.

Squeak!

When the doctor came out with a troubled expression, but only held the loudly crying, energetic child, my heart, which had just been at ease, was raised again.

"Doctor... why? Could it be that..."

"I'm sorry, the medical standards here are far too backward, and the child's mother's life is at risk."

After a long while, Long finally came to his senses from his grief, looked at the child in his arms, and silently picked him up by himself.

A gentle breeze suddenly turned into a whirlwind, carrying the woman covered by a white sheet in the delivery room and flying her towards the edge of the island.

The following day, a tombstone without an inscription lay quietly to rest in her hometown.

Long boarded a small boat alone and quietly sailed towards the East Blue Foosha Village.

A few days later, a naval dog-headed warship slowly sailed over and stopped on the shore of Foosha Village.

"Mr. Garp, let me accompany you!"

Garp's vice admiral looked concerned, and many soldiers stepped forward to stop them. Although they knew who had sent the letter to the warship a few nights ago, things were different now...

The actions the other party took in the Sorbet Kingdom a few years ago were even brought to the attention of a certain king at the World Conference.

If it weren't for Vice Admiral Garp's long-standing reputation as Hero of the Marines, even Fleet Admiral Sengoku wouldn't have tolerated a vice admiral.

"No problem, if that kid dares to lay a hand on me, I'll show him what the Fist of Love is all about, hahahaha..."

Garp laughed heartily, ignoring the others' attempts to stop him, and headed towards the Mt. Colubo near Windmill Town.

As the sun rose higher, when that dark green cloak came into view, even though Garp had been trying to be patient, he couldn't help but clench his fists unconsciously.

"You brat, what do you want from me now? You retired from the navy, ran off to the South Blue to build your own militia, overthrew the kingdom, and then called yourselves the Revolutionary Army!"

"Damn it, why can't you just be a regular Marine? With your strength, you could have become a pillar of the Marines like Kuzan and Sakazuki long ago, Dragon!"

However, Dragon remained silent, simply turning around. The child in his arms seemed to hear Garp's roar and burst into tears.

Upon witnessing it firsthand, Garp's CPU froze for a moment, and it took him a long time to recover.

"This child is..."

"My son."

For a fleeting moment, Garp really hoped he had misheard, but no matter how much he shook his head, the child in front of him did not disappear.

Finally, his mouth slowly opened, his eyeballs almost bulged out, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah!"

"Want to come and hug your grandson?"

"You bastard, do you think I'd believe that!"

After a while, looking at the child in his arms, Garp showed a loving smile.

What is the child's name?

"Monkey D. Luffy".