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Chapter 112 The Opponent's Expectations (Please Subscribe)

On the other side of Dressrosa, in a field of flowers, stands a small wooden house.

The door opened, and a little girl with pink hair, beaming, rushed into the cluster of flowers outside.

Behind her was a burly man carrying a long sword on his back.

He smiled kindly as he watched his daughter playing outside the door.

He was Cyrus, who once achieved a 3000-game winning streak in the arena.

He and his wife Scarlett are now living in seclusion here.

Today, however, Scarlett and her sister visited the King, who then spent the entire day looking after his daughter.

"I really want to have a match with that samurai from Wano Country—"

Cyrus reached for the longsword on his back, thinking to himself.

As a swordsman, he naturally wanted to have a match with the Wano Country samurai who had recently become famous in the arena.

Unfortunately, it just so happens that today is the day he needs to take care of the child all day.

Hopefully, that warrior won't leave Dressrosa in the next few days.

However, at that moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

Cyrus immediately recognized the sound of the footsteps as Scarlett's return.

He picked up Rebecca, who was playing, and walked over.

"How's it going? Is it exciting over at the arena?"

Cyrus looked at Scarlett's still-satisfied expression and asked.

"Looks like today's first match was going to be very exciting!"

He thought to himself, while also regretting that he hadn't seen it.

"That Wano Country samurai has appeared?"

Scarlett shook her head, and after a long pause, said, "Something big has happened in the arena."

"What is it?" Cyrus asked immediately. "Is there anything more famous than that samurai from Wano Country?"

At this moment, Cyrus's fighting spirit had reached its peak.

"A navy officer came to the arena today."

Scarlett said slowly, "He wants to challenge all the strongest fighters in the arena."

"If you can defeat him, you can get 5000 million Berries."

Cyrus was taken aback by this and exclaimed, "Has this guy gone mad?"

5000 million Berries is enough to drive almost anyone in the arena crazy.

Even if he once achieved a 3000-game winning streak, that was accumulated through years of continuous battles.

What navy would dare to declare war like that? Even a war of attrition would be enough to exhaust his strength.

"It's not over yet."

Scarlett continued, "For some reason, my father took 5000 million Berries from his personal treasury and put a bounty on that Marine."

"If you can defeat that Marine in the arena, you can obtain a total of 1 million Berries."

"Father's treasure of 5000 million Berries is already piled up on the arena stage."

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"Everyone went crazy at that moment—"

Scarlett sighed. "How is it possible for one person to defeat a nation?"

Cyrus remained silent upon hearing this.

At this moment, he was already shocked by Kitahara Tsune's actions and wished he could immediately go to the arena and fight the navy officer who was trying to challenge the entire arena.

Regardless of the opponent's strength, it is truly admirable that they would take such an action.

"And then what? How strong is he now?"

Cyrus, regaining his senses, quickly pressed for more information.

Scarlett pondered for a moment and said, "He must be pretty strong, right? I heard from my father that the Marine had some kind of Conqueror's Haki, which knocked one of the gladiators unconscious."

"Hmm, his swordsmanship must be very strong, enough to easily defeat Skate."

"Oh, right, and most importantly, he easily cleaved Chris, the Bloodthirsty Executioner, in two."

Cyrus listened, then hesitated to speak.

Indeed, it was far too much of a stretch to have Scarlett judge the opponent's strength.

His wife's words were too general. Unless he went to the scene in person, he couldn't judge the other party's strength based on these comments alone.

"Oh, right. Get ready, Dad's planning to take you to watch that navy gladiator the day after tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Cyrus smiled, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit, and slowly nodded.

Cyrus looked toward the arena with burning eyes.

His right hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the hilt of the sword behind his back.

Fighting a powerful enemy is the long-cherished wish of every swordsman, and the spirit and strength displayed by that navy has ignited his long-dormant blood.

"the day after tomorrow----"

He murmured softly, a hopeful smile playing on his lips.

In a hotel next to the Dressrosa Stadium.

A thin, bespectacled man with a gentle face was kneeling in the room.

In front of him lay a simple, unadorned, pure white longsword.

That is indeed the word "和道一文".

This gentle-looking man is Kuina's father and Zoro's mentor—Shimotsuki Koshiro.

Shimotsuki Koshiro's eyes were slightly closed, his breathing steady, as if he were recalling something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his features sharp and piercing.

However, this glimmer of sharpness appeared only for a moment before being concealed.

He is the samurai from Wano Country who has been the subject of recent rumors.

He also witnessed all the matches that took place in the arena today.

That navy officer's swordsmanship has clearly reached the level of a master swordsman of the sea.

Even in Wano Country, a land teeming with samurai, that Marine's swordsmanship stands at the very top.

Having witnessed that level of swordsmanship, Shimotsuki Koshiro, as a swordsman, naturally couldn't help but want to spar with the opponent.

My purpose in coming to Dressrosa this time, besides fulfilling a request from the Revolutionary Army, was also to hone my swordsmanship skills in this arena.

Just then, there was a knock on the hotel room door.

Shimotsuki Koshiro got up and opened the door to the room.

Standing outside the door were the maids from the Dressrosa Arena.

"Mr. Koushirou, Lord Evan Thorpe would like to invite you to the duel the day after tomorrow."

As she spoke, the maid stepped aside, revealing the reward she had placed behind her.

"This is the payment for your assistance, sir. If you are not satisfied, you can discuss it with Lord Evan at any time, as long as you agree to help."

However, Shimotsuki Koushirou's gaze did not linger on the reward the maid had mentioned.

He simply smiled gently, nodded, and said, "Tell Mr. Evan that I will be there on time the day after tomorrow."

At this moment, as if hearing the burning voice in its master's heart, the Wado Ichimonji in the room trembled slightly.

After seeing the maid off, Shimotsuki Koushirou returned to his room, picked up Wado Ichimonji, and gently stroked its scabbard.

Are you also excited about the battle the day after tomorrow?