One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

I only know how to cook a few dishes, is it because of my sister?

He instinctively looked at Zeff, the man who was both a mentor and a father figure to him.

"Idiot!" Zeff slapped Sanji on the head. "What are you standing there for! Why aren't you accepting this opportunity? Have you forgotten your dream that you always talk about? Finding the legendary All Blue!"

Upon hearing All Blue, Sanji's eyes flashed with a burning light, but it quickly dimmed as he looked at Zeff's heavy wooden prosthetic leg: "Old man, if I leave, who will take care of you?"

"Hey, you brat!"

"Do you think we're invisible?!"

The chefs in Baratie immediately roared in unison.

Zeff, however, was unimpressed and glared at them, yelling, "You bunch of bastards! I'm not that old yet!"

He paused, his tone becoming low and solemn, and turned to Sanji: "Let's go, let's leave this place. A true man shouldn't be trapped here. Remember, take my dream with you, and let's find it together!"

After saying that, Zeff suddenly turned around, his shoulders seemed to shrug slightly, and he didn't dare to look back at Sanji again.

"Old man..."

Sanji felt a lump in his throat, a mixture of indescribable sorrow and warmth welling up in his heart.

Chapter 63 Heading to Shimotsuki Village

An hour later.

Sanji, carrying simple luggage, stood at the deck entrance of the Rayquaza.

He took one last look at the floating restaurant, which held countless memories for him and resembled a giant fish.

"Sanji—! You brat! Remember to come back and visit sometime!"

"Don't die out there!"

The chefs of Barrati crowded around the ship's railing, shouting loudly, their voices carried on the sea breeze.

"I will!"

Sanji dared not turn back. He was afraid that if he did, seeing his companions whom he had spent every day with, he would be unable to take the step to leave.

He simply waved his hand forcefully and high, as a farewell, and also as a silent vow.

"Hey, Sanji." Zeff's figure suddenly appeared on the second deck of Baratie, his voice low: "...Don't catch a cold."

Sanji's steps froze on the spot, and the bitterness in his heart could no longer be suppressed, tears welling up uncontrollably in his eyes.

Snap, snap...

A small tear stain quickly spread across the deck beneath Sanji's feet.

"Daddy Zeff!"

Sanji suddenly turned around, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily to the man who had saved his life.

"For so long... I am truly grateful for your care."

On the deck of the Sky Pierce, Kane watched this scene and softly remarked to Reiju beside him, "Your brother has met a remarkable father."

Reiju remained silent.

I don't know whether to be happy for Sanji or sad for him.

Kane turned to Hawkeye: "Mihawk, our next stop is Frostmoon Village. Are you planning to come along, or would you like to be taken to one of the nearest islands with a shipyard?"

After all, this world's greatest swordsman is now practically a proletarian.

"Shimotsuki Village? Is that the Shimotsuki Village in Wano Country?"

Nearby, Hiyori Kozuki, whose upper body was still wrapped in layers of massive bandages, discovered the blind spot.

Kane nodded: "The Shimotsuki family has a great swordsmith named Shimotsuki Kozaburo who fled Wano Country more than forty years ago and came to the East Blue to establish that village."

"Of course, none of that is the point. The point is that he once forged two swords of the Great Grade."

"If possible, I would like to ask him to help you forge a great, sharp knife."

Originally, seeking out Kozuki Sukiyaki would have achieved the same goal, but unexpectedly, due to his advanced age, the swords he forged could only reach the level of a fine sword, which is the one Hiyori currently holds.

Hopefully, Shimotsuki Kozaburo can still lift a hammer.

If all else fails, we'll have to go to Moriah.

The dragon-slaying samurai Shimotsuki Ryoma wields a great sword called Shusui.

However, Qiu Shui has already been forged into a black blade.

A swordsman with high aspirations is somewhat fastidious and doesn't want to use secondhand items.

After all, forging a black sword is like making a marriage certificate; the black sword is the swordsman's chosen marriage partner.

Upon hearing this, Hawkeye became interested: "Can you forge swords of the Great Grade? Let's go together."

A true swordsman must not only be proficient in swordsmanship, but also understand the sword in his hand; communicating with a swordsmith is a good way to do this.

Swordsmiths of Shimotsuki Kozaburo's caliber are not easy to find.

Hawkeye is interested in any opportunity to improve his swordsmanship.

As for his actions of staying on the Beast Ship, will it cause the Navy to misunderstand?

Hawkeye just wants to say: Who cares?

Kane readily agreed.

Perfect timing! On the way, we can have the world's greatest swordsman serve as Hiyori's free tutor.

Using teaching fees to pay for the boat fare is perfectly reasonable!

The next morning.

"Kane, I'm going to kill you!"

A furious roar filled with murderous intent shattered the tranquility of the ship.

Hawkeye, the world's greatest swordsman known for his composure and calm demeanor, was seen brandishing his Black Blade Night as he pursued Kane.

"Hey! Calm down, Mihawk! What happened?!"

Kane was running for his life, completely bewildered.

"It's all your fault for having such a foul mouth!" Hawkeye gritted his teeth.

You've ruined the image I've cultivated my whole life.

"Huh?" Kane was even more confused.

At this moment, Violet curiously picked up the World Journal that Hawkeye had dropped in his rage. After reading just one headline, she felt that it was no exaggeration for Kane to be hunted down.

Shocking! One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Dracule Mihawk, went bankrupt because of one man!

The article tells the story of Hawkeye losing all his possessions in a battle with Kane.

The article is not only well-written, but also accompanied by pictures.

In the photo, Hawkeye is wearing an ill-fitting outfit that is different from his usual style, and he is sitting at the dining table eating with a gloomy face (not really).

Kane, on the other side, was also captured in the photo; he was pointing at Hawkeye's table of food to indicate that he was paying the bill.

The reporter wrote that Mihawk had fallen so low that he could only afford a decent meal if his friends treated him to one.

In the end, Hawkeye didn't manage to strike, and with a gloomy face, he sheathed his sword.

"Hahahaha...ga..."

On the deck, Kane had just chuckled while holding the newspaper when Hawkeye's two icy, murderous gazes gripped his throat.

He quickly put on a serious face and said, "It's all that troublemaker's doing. I'll definitely help you deal with him when I get the chance!"

"Rely on you? Forget it. I'll do it myself."

Hawkeye snorted coldly; this was probably the moment he hated someone the most in his life.

"Morgans, may you rest in peace."

Kane silently made the sign of the cross for that king of news.

Once targeted by Hawkeye, Morgans is in serious trouble.

Speaking of Morgans, he really prioritizes news over life itself. No wonder he's the kind of man who can refuse hush money from the world government.

However, from a certain perspective, this guy is quite professional.

Although it uses euphemisms, the truth is indeed the truth.

After the minor incident, a week later...

On the deck of the Liekong, Teacher Hawkeye is starting his lesson!

"To forge a black sword, simply nurturing it with Armament Haki is only the most basic step. There are so many swordsmen in the world who have mastered Armament Haki, so why are there so few who can forge a black sword?"

Hawkeye explained, "Because they aren't sincere enough with their swords."

"Not sincere enough?" Student Hiyori asked in confusion, "Does it mean I have to pour all my emotions and will into the knife?"

“In a way, that’s exactly right.” Hawkeye nodded slowly. “You need to regard the knife in your hand as a loyal partner that resonates with your soul and shares life and death, rather than a cold weapon that can be replaced at any time.”

"Oh!"

Yamato, who was sitting cross-legged to the side, was holding her spiked club Ken. Her eyes lit up as she listened, and she immediately put her thoughts into a new one: "Then can my Ken also be forged into a black club?!"

Hawkeye's face darkened instantly, and a vein seemed to throb on his forehead.

You, someone wielding a spiked club, are asking me, a swordsman?

He took a deep breath: "Theoretically, it's possible, but I've never met anyone who could do it."

Dafei was not discouraged. Instead, he proudly declared, "Then I'll be the first one."

"Hehe, Jian, let's get stronger together!"

She muttered to herself, looking quite serious.

Seeing this, Hawkeye felt that Yamato was capable of doing it.

At least, she genuinely considered the spiked club a companion.