One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

In the early morning in Baltigues, the first rays of sunlight pierce through the ever-present yellow sand and gently spill into the warm stone rooms.

After Victor's crazy, storm-like rematch last night.

Robin, who is known for her composure and elegance, has now been completely drained of the last bit of strength in her body.

A faint blush rose on her smooth, fair skin. She was too weak to even move a finger, so she could only curl up in the soft blankets, her face flushed, breathing evenly, and fall into a deep sleep.

In contrast, Victor, the instigator, acted as if nothing had happened.

The immortal body's boundless life force circulated throughout its limbs and bones, keeping it in peak condition at all times.

He got up refreshed and put on his black coat gently, as if afraid of waking his sleeping beauty.

Before leaving, Victor walked to the bedside, bent down, brushed aside the stray black hairs on Robin's forehead, and left a tender kiss on her smooth forehead.

Then, without looking back, he turned around and pushed open the door to leave.

Stepping out of the revolutionary army's underground base, the sandstorm outside remained unchanged.

Leader Dorrag and Chief of Staff Sabo had been waiting at the exit for a long time.

Dorag crossed his arms, his deep gaze fixed on Viktor.

He could clearly feel that after these months of special training...

The domineering aura that Victor once possessed had been completely contained, but it was like a bottomless abyss, radiating an even more terrifying and oppressive feeling.

A look of satisfaction finally appeared on Dorrag's usually stern face, and he nodded slightly.

Sabo stepped forward, smiling and waving to Viktor:

"Have a safe journey, Victor! Give my regards to Luffy and everyone!"

"Goodbye! Teacher! Goodbye! Sabo!"

Viktor smiled and waved goodbye to the two men, then turned around decisively and boarded a small straitboat that the Revolutionary Army had prepared in advance.

With the sails billowing, the speedboat, like an arrow released from a bow, swiftly sailed away from White Earth Island and plunged into the vast, boundless sea.

The floating island of "Vesalia" is a meteorological science nation that floats 10,000 meters in the air and moves around the world with the help of wind.

For ordinary people, finding its trace in this vast sky is harder than climbing to heaven.

But after sailing alone at sea for several days...

However, with the help of the system's navigation function, Victor easily locked onto the strange, thick, and huge cumulonimbus cloud overhead on the sea chart.

Logically, for people from Qinghai to reach the Sky Island, they must find the extremely dangerous "Sky-Reaching Current".

Then, with the help of nature's violent force, it was sent into the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

But the current Victor doesn't need such luck-based methods at all.

Standing on the undulating sea, Viktor looked up, his eyes instantly transforming into the eerie and intricate Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan pattern.

"boom--!"

A violent, incomparably powerful crimson chakra erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption.

Although it did not directly activate that complete form that was powerful enough to blot out the sky.

However, a semi-complete Susanoo, clad in sturdy Tengu armor and with enormous wings on its back, instantly materialized on the sea surface, radiating a terrifying pressure.

The massive Susanoo crouched slightly, then its enormous chakra wings flapped violently.

The violent kinetic energy instantly created a terrifying hurricane on the sea surface.

The seawater within a radius of 100 meters was forced into a huge depression.

With a piercing whistling sound, Susanoo tore through the sound barrier, transforming into a crimson meteor that crashed straight into the white sea thousands of meters above the ground.

The scene shifts, and we arrive at the misty, floating island of Visalia.

On the street, Nami was waving her weather stick like a domineering little queen, directing a group of elderly meteorologists with long robes and white beards that could drag on the ground.

"Over there! Over there!"

"Be gentle! This is a very valuable observation instrument!"

Under her direction, Haredas and a group of other highly respected senior scholars were laboriously carrying heavy meteorological books and sophisticated experimental equipment.

Finally, they moved them one by one into Nami's newly built private room.

The old men were exhausted, their backs aching, and they kept complaining.

But looking at the energetic little girl in front of him, his eyes were full of doting affection, and he could only helplessly cooperate with her instructions.

After finally finishing everything, the old men wiped their sweat and left the room.

After the door closed, Nami, who had been so domineering, became unusually quiet.

She buried herself deep within the mountains of meteorological notes and drafts.

Nami casually picked up a book that she kept nearby and often read.

Tucked between the pages of the book was a carefully cut-out newspaper clipping.

That was Victor's bounty poster.

The girl's slender fingers gently stroked the rough surface of the newspaper, her eyelids slightly lowered, as she murmured to herself:

"Luffy, that idiot who only knows how to mess around... and Viktor, that bastard..."

"If I don't work hard to become stronger here, what will happen in two years..."

"Faced with those monsters in the new world, I might not even be qualified to stand behind them."

Then, her voice took on a hint of resentment as she pouted her pink lips and muttered:

"And that damned Viktor... we haven't seen a soul in ages..."

Nami pressed her cheek against the cold wooden table, gazing at the white sea of ​​clouds outside the window, a deep longing and loneliness flashing in the depths of her eyes.

Just as Nami was secretly grieving.

"Beep—beep—beep—!!!"

The radar on the Visalia Central Weather Tower suddenly and without warning issued an extremely sharp and piercing highest-level alarm.

The old men, including Haredas, who were resting in the square, were startled and looked out the window and the sea of ​​clouds below with alarm, leaning on their canes.

The once calm and peaceful white clouds suddenly began to boil wildly.

It was as if an indescribable, terrifying ancient beast was forcibly breaking through the barrier of the clouds from Qinghai below!

"boom----!!!"

It was accompanied by a deafening roar that seemed to tear the sky apart.

A massive gash was torn open in the thick, resilient white clouds by a violent force.

Under the watchful eyes of all the meteorologists, who held their breath in utter shock.

A crimson energy giant with enormous wings and an aura of endless destruction broke through the clouds and hovered directly above the peaceful floating island.

The wind howled, blowing the old men's beards wildly.

Then, the enormous crimson giant, which resembled a god, dissipated into countless specks of light in the air.

A tall, slender figure in black, like a god descending to earth, landed lightly on the soft, cotton-like cloud-covered streets of Visalia.

Upon seeing the newcomer's face, Haredas and the other old men were so frightened that their legs went weak:

"That...that's the notorious criminal 'Crimson Lotus' Viktor, whose bounty is a staggering 2.5 billion Berries, which was featured in the newspaper a few days ago!!!"

Hearing the deafening noise outside and the old men's exclamations.

Nami's heart skipped a beat, and she flung open the door and rushed out.

The wind tousled her short orange hair.

When she looked up and saw the black-haired man standing in the middle of the street, quietly looking at her with that familiar, wicked smile that haunted her dreams.

Nami froze completely.

The weather notebook she was clutching tightly fell with a "thud" onto the soft clouds.

Nami's eyes reddened instantly, and warm tears blurred her vision.

She bit her lower lip hard, trying to hold back her tears.

Then, like a gust of orange wind, it rushed forward without regard for anything else.

She raised her delicate fist high, wanting to give that bastard first mate, who always made her tremble with fear, a good whack, just like she always did on the ship.

I wanted to yell at him for making such a mess of things in a Jedi-like situation like Marineford.

She scolded him for taking so long to come see her.

However, when she rushed up to Victor with a fragrant breeze.

The fist, raised high, looked at the man's gentle smiling face, but no matter what it did, it couldn't bring itself to strike.

Looking at the girl in front of me, her body trembling slightly, trying hard to hold back her tears.

Viktor chuckled softly, his eyes so gentle they seemed to melt even the hardest ice.

He didn't speak, but instead stretched out his arms and pulled the trembling girl in front of him tightly into his broad, warm embrace.

"I've come to find you, my little navigator."

A deep, magnetic voice sounded in my ear.

Listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in the man's chest, feeling the real warmth within him.

Nami finally shed all the pretense, strength, and anxiety she had maintained for the past few months.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Viktor's waist, as if afraid he would disappear again.

She buried her face deep in his chest, greedily inhaling his scent, and, high in the clouds, cried unrestrainedly like a wronged child.

The group of white-bearded old men standing in the square in the distance breathed a sigh of relief as they watched this heartwarming scene.

We looked at each other, picked up the dentures from the ground, and all of us showed knowing and kind smiles.