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

"Use me to hone your Haki?" The red-haired man smiled.

Domineering style leads to the fastest improvement in actual combat. Experiencing life-or-death battles allows for even more rapid advancement in domineering style.

The saying goes: "One blow teaches Ryuo, two blows entangle the academic genius, and three blows awaken the fruit."

Shanks wouldn't kill Dick, and as long as his life isn't in danger, Shanks, who knows how to be prudent, is the best opponent for a real fight.

In the East China Sea.

"Then, how about this?" Red Hair tightened his grip.

At the same time, the method of applying force was also changed.

The damage wasn't significant, but the blows were extremely painful.

“Ah,” Dick snorted. The pain was extremely unbearable.

"Want to come again?" the redhead asked with a smile.

"Why not?" Dick scoffed.

Pain is nothing, it's all about improving your skills.

It's better to feel the pain now than to be taken advantage of later when you're weaker.

Another blow, doubling the pain.

Dick bared his teeth, but his Observation Haki kept him completely rational.

Red Hair's blows became heavier and heavier, and the pain intensified, but Dick maintained his own rhythm.

The domineering aura is used continuously, constantly being consumed, yet constantly surging forth.

To become stronger.

The redhead's eyes showed increasing admiration.

"I now acknowledge that you are an opponent I need to respect."

That's right, the opponent.

Even though Dick is extremely weak right now.

With a slight movement of his right hand, Shanks drew his Supreme Grade Sword, Griffin.

"Be careful,"

Red hair applied a gentle pressure.

This was a training battle. Through the fight, Shanks constantly used attacks to make Dick aware of his shortcomings.

The application of domineering power, exquisite swordsmanship, and mastery of the battle rhythm...

As time went on, Dick's domineering aura continued to grow, and his swordsmanship also improved under correction.

Several hours later, Dick could no longer hold on, exhausted, and passed out.

Throughout the entire process, Dick was able to use his Observation Haki and remained calm.

Red-haired looked at Dick, and in a daze, he seemed to see the rise of an unparalleled powerhouse.

“I’m getting old,” Beckman suddenly sighed.

"Heh, you're only a few years old, you're still a long way off," the redhead chuckled.

"Come on, let's have a drink."

Wait, didn't we just say we couldn't drink alcohol?

Cold sweat dripped from the red hair.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 21 Dick and Uta

Under the dim light, a dozen or so figures of varying heights and builds were reflected on the window.

The suppressed voice, the gloomy face, and the figure—tall, short, fat, or thin—clearly indicated a bad person.

It looks like a conspiracy by the villains no matter how you look at it.

He is indeed a villain.

Pirates, you know.

The Red-Haired Pirates are plotting again.

The target of the conspiracy—Uta.

For several days in a row, Uta continued to persuade the Red-Haired Pirates to drink alcohol in moderation, forcing the mighty Red-Haired Pirates to only be able to drink fruit juice at their banquets, which was truly laughable in the pirate world.

Eating has lost its flavor.

"I have to find a way. She even made me lose weight, and I've already lost 20 pounds." Rakiro's chubby, round face was full of resentment.

He subconsciously took another bite of his chicken leg.

With a snap.

Forgot, what I had in my hand was no longer a chicken leg, but a chicken bone.

Lakiru felt a pang of sadness as he recalled the scene of licking bones during the day.

Why can't he even get enough to eat when he's a pirate?

“That’s right,” agreed navigator Bendick Snake.

Imagine yourself looking imposing and powerful, not drinking alcohol but holding a bottle of soda and opening it.

No, no, that would make us a laughingstock among pirates.

Bendick Snake shudders at the thought of that scene.

"Always secretly drinking isn't a solution."

In the end, Shanks and the others unanimously decided to go to sea and have a banquet.

Leave Uta behind and let Makino take care of her for a few days.

So the next day, the Red-Haired Pirates set sail, as dashing as ever.

Behind the nonchalant attitude lies a sense of fleeing in panic.

Uta stared blankly as the Red-Haired Pirates departed, her forced smile crumbling, and her eyes welling with tears.

She's not Luffy; she's not stupid.

Moreover, children are inherently extremely sensitive.

Redhead and the others outwardly agreed, but inwardly they were dissatisfied, which Uta could sense.

So she didn't understand why, even though she meant well and wanted her uncles to be healthy, she was being annoying.

Especially since even Shanks isn't on her side this time.

“Here you go,” Dick handed over a tissue.

"Waaah!" Uta couldn't take it anymore, and tears streamed down her face.

Dick didn't say anything, but quietly offered his shoulder.

Luffy blinked, looking confused.

Then, realizing what was happening, he ran over, wanting to hug Uta and comfort her.

Dick dodged away in a flash. Luffy tripped and fell on his backside again.

Luffy, what are you doing getting involved in this mess?

With a chuckle, Uta burst into laughter through his tears.

After laughing, he fell silent again.

“Perhaps it’s because you’re not putting yourself in other people’s shoes,” Dick said softly.

“???” Uta.

"You've been learning songs lately, you must be studying very late, right?"

“That’s right, I study until midnight every night. Uncle Benk and Mengshida taught me a lot.” Uta said with great pride.

She has no shortage of self-discipline.

"So, what if I advised you to reduce your music study time, to a maximum of 3 hours a day, because staying up late is bad for your health? What do you think?"

“Of course not, I…” Uta understood.

What people hate most is restricting you under the guise of doing what's best for you.

Especially pirates.

For pirates who cherish freedom, constraints and restrictions are their natural enemies.

"It seems you understand."

Uta bit her lip.