After they crossed the first stretch of sea.
The Grand Line's abnormalities began to appear, and the compass they had used before became useless.
Every place had its own magnetic field and climate.
Their only options were a Log Pose or an Eternal Pose.
Or they could rely purely on luck and swim everywhere with their own two hands.
After enduring all sorts of wind and rain, anyone who could return alive from the Grand Line to the Four Blues surely possessed strength beyond comparison with ordinary people.
Especially those powerful fighters who had mastered Haki—they were practically regional overlords in the Four Blues.
"Shane, you said before that once I learned the Six Powers and Two-Color Haki, I could become a full crew member."
"What if someone doesn't have a Devil Fruit ability?"
Ginny pretended to ask a question, but actually took a slice of Shane's pizza and tossed it into her mouth.
"The same applies, but the requirements for physical techniques, swordsmanship, and marksmanship would be higher."
Shane knew the girl was sneaking food without even bothering to look.
Although they trained the same way every day, even Kuma and Urouge couldn't eat as much as Ginny.
She was an absolute bottomless pit.
But among those training, Kuzan put in the most time and effort.
As the only person aboard without a Devil Fruit ability.
He knew how great the gap was between himself and ability users.
Without more training, he would be an ordinary person who couldn't be more fragile.
He neglected neither physical techniques, swordsmanship, nor marksmanship in the slightest.
Every day, he honed his endurance and pushed the limits of his speed and strength.
Even the heaving waves couldn't stop the birth of a powerful fighter.
On deck.
Moria, Urouge, Kuma, Kuzan, and Ginny were