One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Faced with the sharp swords drawn by Kin'emon and Kanjuro in their rage, Victor didn't need to personally intervene.

Clang!

The tranquility of the morning was broken by a crisp, melodious sound of metal being drawn from its sheath.

Zoro's figure instantly transformed into a green afterimage, blocking Viktor's side.

The Sandai Kitetsu in his hand gleamed with an eerie, cold light; his eyes were sharp as knives, and a disdainful sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't get too cocky, you arrogant samurai."

"If you want to draw your swords against our first mate, please think twice and see if you have the ability."

On the other side, the air suddenly heated up.

Sanji's right leg instantly ignited with a dazzling burst of flames from the Diable Jambe, the intense heat dispelling the surrounding morning mist.

With his hands in his pockets, he stood firmly in front of the warriors, blocking all their attack routes.

If the opponent dares to take another step forward, they will be met with a devastating barrage of kicks.

Seeing the two sides become tense in the blink of an eye, Duke Inuarashi and Nekomamushi were immediately terrified.

They had personally witnessed the terrifying power of these pirates when they faced off against the Four Emperors at sea.

If the conflict is allowed to erupt, Zou, which has just caught its breath from the ruins, will probably face true annihilation today.

The two kings exchanged a glance, and immediately transformed into two afterimages, rushing headlong into the center of the two forces.

They spread their arms wide, sweating profusely as they frantically tried to smooth things over.

Duke Inuarashi turned around, his usually dignified face now full of a fawning smile.

He bowed repeatedly to Victor, his tone pleading, "Lord Victor, please calm your anger."

"We're all benefactors of Zou. If there's any misunderstanding, we can sit down and discuss it calmly. Please, please don't resort to violence here!"

The leader of the cat viper gang turned around and roared at the samurai behind him:

"Kin'emon! Put your swords away immediately!"

"Are you all insane, you bunch of idiots! How dare you draw your swords against your benefactor!"

Despite the strong dissuasion from the two Mink Kings, Victor stood firm and did not budge an inch.

His deep eyes remained completely still, filled only with undisguised mockery as he coldly watched Kin'emon, who was furious but blocked by the two kings.

"He's just a child?"

"What, is this the excuse you, a bunch of ministers of a fallen nation, use to escape reality and comfort yourselves?"

Viktor's voice wasn't loud, but every word he uttered was like a knife to the heart.

"You think that when 'Kaido of the Beasts' swings down his blood-stained spiked club..."

"Will you show mercy just because your lord is a callow youth?"

"On this cruel sea, the enemy's sword never pauses for a moment because of weakness."

Viktor ruthlessly tore away their last fig leaf.

This group of warriors is standing here now, praying for a newly crowned "Sea Emperor" to wage all-out war against another established "Sea Emperor" who has dominated the New World for many years.

This will absolutely not be a child's play, but a brutal war like a meat grinder.

Once war breaks out, the entire new world will be drawn into it.

Countless innocent people will bleed and sacrifice their lives, and countless families will be torn apart.

At this point, Viktor pressed down slightly with his feet, burying Momonosuke's face, contorted with fear, back into the damp soil.

"To overthrow one of the Four Emperors requires an enormous price that is unimaginable to ordinary people."

"If the ruler you have painstakingly chosen is just a lecherous good-for-nothing who only cries when faced with difficulties, hides behind others when in danger, and even shamelessly indulges in women."

"Then please tell me, why would I risk my companion's invaluable life to avenge a good-for-nothing?"

"Your lives are precious, but aren't my companions' lives precious too?"

"Aren't the lives of these fur-bearers also lives?"

These cold words turned the faces of the warriors and mink present to death instantly.

Kin'emon and the others' lips trembled violently, but they couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

The impulse that had been driving them to draw their swords was extinguished as if doused with a bucket of ice water; their hands, gripping their weapons, lost their strength and fell limply to their sides.

However, amidst the oppressive atmosphere, Kanjuro, who had been keeping his head down beside Kin'emon, secretly let a hint of pleasure and mockery flash deep in his eyes.

He was a seasoned traitor planted by Kurozumi Orochi within the Kozuki clan.

Kanjuro felt that the current situation was a perfect opportunity given to him by God to destroy this group of samurai.

If he can provoke the Straw Hat crew here and use these powerful pirates to kill Momonosuke, his undercover mission will be perfectly completed.

Kanjuro sneered inwardly, then quickly put on the mask that showed unwavering loyalty and deep sorrow for his lord's humiliation.

He pretended to be blinded by anger and let out a roar like a trapped beast.

He completely ignored the two kings' attempts to stop him, and disregarded Kin'emon's exclamations.

He raised the huge, brush-shaped blade with both hands and, like a madman, swung it down at Victor's head.

"You are not allowed to insult Lord Momonosuke like that!"

"Die, pirate!"

However, this seemingly aggressive attack turned out to be utterly ridiculous.

With a whooshing sound, Sanji's figure flashed past like a ghost.

The leather shoe, burning with intense heat, drew a perfect arc in mid-air, easily and precisely kicking Kanjuro in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Kanjuro spat out a mouthful of acid and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

It finally crashed heavily onto the muddy ground more than ten meters away, rolling several times before stopping, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing that the other party actually dared to make a move, the Straw Hat crew's expressions instantly turned gloomy and hostile.

The two kings and Kin'emon were also terrified by Kanjuro's reckless actions.

They stepped forward repeatedly and shouted sternly, fearing that it would provoke an irreversible bloodbath.

But Kanjuro, lying on the ground, clutched his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and continued to loudly berate Viktor for his disrespect towards his lord, attempting to stir up trouble.

Watching this clumsy clown jumping around on the ground, Viktor's eyes darkened.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a faint, violent blue lightning flashed at his fingertips.

He has never been a kind-hearted person with a good temper.

Since someone is so eager to die, he doesn't mind sending this traitor to hell right here and now.

"Alright! Stop it, all of you!"

Just as a bloody conflict was about to erupt, Luffy, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

Luffy's voice wasn't hoarse, but it contained a kind of majesty.

As soon as he spoke, an invisible sense of pressure, belonging to the captain of the ship, instantly enveloped the entire area.

The camp, which had been noisy and chaotic just moments before, fell silent instantly under the intimidating aura emanating from this force.

All eyes turned to the boy wearing the straw hat.

Luffy looked up and stared intently at Viktor.

Victor met his captain's gaze, and the lightning in his eyes slowly dissipated.

He understood the meaning in Luffy's eyes, shrugged slightly, and very politely withdrew the military boot that had been stepping on Momonosuke's head.

He took a half step back, handing the initiative back to Luffy.

Having regained his freedom, Momonosuke, covered in mud, struggled to his feet.

He thought Luffy's "Stop!" was to stand up for him and reprimand the terrible first mate.

He immediately wiped his tears with his dirty sleeve, crying aggrievedly as he thanked Luffy repeatedly.

After all, he had always been pampered by his retainers since childhood, and no one had ever dared to treat him so harshly or without mercy.

Everyone stood still, holding their breath, not daring to breathe.

They watched Luffy silently, waiting for the "Fifth Emperor" to make his final statement regarding the Wano Country alliance.

However, Luffy's next move was completely unexpected.

He didn't smile as usual, nor did he bend down to help Momonosuke, who was crying on the ground.

He strode forward expressionlessly and walked straight up to Kin'emon.

Under Kin'emon's horrified and bewildered gaze, Luffy reached out and snatched the katana that Kin'emon was tightly gripping.

Faced with the almost tangible pressure emanating from Luffy.

Kin'emon's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his body stiffening, daring not to make any move to resist.

Luffy, holding the gleaming katana, turned around and walked step by step to Momonosuke.

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Luffy loosened his grip, throwing the heavy sword onto the muddy grass, where it landed right at Momonosuke's feet.

Momonosuke looked somewhat bewildered as he stared at the sharp blade thrown in front of him.

His face was streaked with tears. He tilted his head back and called out in a childish, tearful voice, full of confusion:

"Lord Luffy... what are you doing?"

Luffy abandoned his usual gentleness, his clear eyes now filled with seriousness and indifference.

He looked down at Momonosuke from his superior position:

"Take it. Swing your sword at me."

"Let me see... your resolve."