I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

I'm sure I can learn a lot about music.

Dick's heart tightened.

Now that he's become friends with Uta and is even planning to recruit him, how could he possibly let Uta go to Elegia?

That was the source of Uta's tragedy.

"No, the music kingdom of Elegia is in the New World, where there are many pirates and it's too dangerous."

“That’s true,” Shanks pondered. The Red-Haired Pirates are currently mainly sailing in the East Blue and cannot stay in the New World for an extended period of time.

Once we leave, Uta and Dick, who remain in the Kingdom of Music, will indeed be in great danger.

"Fine, I'll talk to them myself," Shanks said, glancing at the expectant Uta. It was just a matter of saving face.

"Whether it's the Navy, pirates, or even the World Government, they'll all give me face,"

Damn, you're not going to activate that Face Fruit power, are you?

Dick has a toothache, could you please stop using your supernatural powers?

You should use your Face Fruit ability elsewhere.

"You misunderstood me. Uta and I cannot go to the music kingdom of Elegia."

"Why?" Uta asked in surprise.

So does everyone else.

“There is a person who says that there is a demon in Elegia. Whenever a boy or girl with exceptional talent lands on the island, the demon will be resurrected and destroy the entire Elegia.”

"Hahahaha," Uta clutched her stomach, "Dick, you don't believe this kind of rumor, do you?"

"I don't believe it either, but it's just that these words were said by Vice Admiral Garp. As a naval hero, his words always have some credibility."

The redhead's expression changed.

Garp-senpai?

"Have you met Lieutenant General Garp?"

“Hmm,” Dick said, as if recalling something.

"It must have been a year ago when I met a man wearing a dog-head hat at sea. He saw that I wanted to go to the Kingdom of Music, so he advised me not to go."

One year ago, yes, Garp-senpai was indeed on vacation in the East Blue.

Wearing a dog-head hat? That's right, it's definitely Garp's style.

Redhead was deep in thought.

“There’s one situation I remember particularly clearly,” Dick said, somewhat reluctantly.

"Karp fell asleep right when he was talking to me."

Well, falling asleep while talking isn't surprising if it's Garp-senpai.

Redhead thought of it.

From this perspective, it seems that Elegia is indeed not a good place to go.

It's normal for Garp, as a naval hero, to have information I don't know.

"Alright, Uta, it's better to be safe than sorry. Don't go to Elegia. I'll find a way to get you a renowned teacher," the redhead said seriously.

“Alright then,” Uta said, puffing out his cheeks and looking sullen.

Dick breathed a sigh of relief.

To find out Garp's whereabouts, just ask Dadan when Luffy last saw him.

With Garp's backing, Shanks would never send Uta to Elegia.

If you're so capable, Shanks, go and confront Garp.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 20 I've already apologized, what more do you want from me?

“Ha,” Dick said, brandishing his sword.

A barbell weighing over 5 tons, swinging a sword 1 times; doing 5000 push-ups under an 8-ton weight...

This is just routine training.

Or rather, it's a warm-up exercise.

Every day, Dick underwent rigorous training, which Redhead watched with nods of approval.

At such a young age, he is extremely self-disciplined, composed, intelligent, and highly talented.

Redheads couldn't figure out why Dick hadn't succeeded.

In comparison, a certain hot-blooded idiot—

Shanks looked at Luffy.

Luffy also persevered.

His dream is to become the Pirate King, and when faced with Dick's competition, his competitive spirit kicks in, and he will not admit defeat.

They also undergo rigorous training every day.

"Roar!" Luffy roared.

Sprint with all your might.

thump.

Luffy stumbled and fell to the ground. When he looked up again, his face was covered in blood.

Two of his teeth were knocked out.

Redhead covers his face.

Luffy, are you sure you're not just joking because you can fall down while running?

Uta strode forward, holding two wine glasses in his hands.

The redhead reached out his hand.

Uta quickly walked past the redhead, stood in front of Dick, and handed him the beer.

"Add more ice next time," Dick commented.

"Ah."

Redhead silently lowered his hand.

Head bowed, silent. The world seemed gray.

A bright wine glass appeared before him, and the redhead's eyes lit up.

He knew that Uta was the one who loved him the most.

"Here you go." It was Beckman. "Disappointed?"

"Tch, I didn't." The redhead scoffed.

Beckman turned his head.

Our own captain is too childish in some ways.

Dick glanced at the wine glass in front of him, then at the relaxed and cheerful redheads and the others after their special training, and his gaze faltered slightly.

Imagining how much he had drunk in the past few days, Dick silently pushed away his glass and took the glass from Uta's hand.

Uta should drink even less than he should.

That despicable redhead made me drink alcohol at such a young age; he's truly wicked.

"What are you doing?" Uta pouted.

“Don’t drink too much,” Dick said seriously.

Next, Dick gave a thorough lecture on the dangers of drinking.

For singers in particular, alcohol is their greatest enemy.

"Uta, you don't want to lose your voice one day, do you?"

Uta was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Is it really true? I see Shanks and the others drinking all the time and they're fine."

"That's because you haven't reached the right age yet. Once you reach that age, all sorts of illnesses will come rushing in..."

"You can ask the elders in this village."

"So, you absolutely must not drink too much."

Honjo was the ship's doctor for the Red-Haired Corps, and his medical skills were exceptional.

Uta ran over there.

Hongo was taken aback, but he did admit that drinking too much alcohol had many harmful effects.