The most courageous pirate hunter

The entire Don Quixote family hated him to the core.

Western Dressrosa.

Primeval forest.

The weather is sunny.

"I need to rest, I'll die if this continues!"

In the mountain stream.

Mansherry's hair was messy, her face was haggard with dark circles under her eyes, which were bloodshot, and she looked disheveled as if she might die at any moment.

She couldn't take it anymore.

All I want to do now is lie down on the spot, even if it means dying right there.

Three months.

Three whole months.

Do you know how she spent those three months? She slept later than a dog and woke up earlier than a rooster. Whether it was windy, rainy, or scorching hot, she repeated the same action every moment like an emotionless machine.

demon.

Hermes, that bastard, is a monster who eats people without spitting out the bones; he cruelly tortured her.

"You won't die, get up and keep going!"

"If your legs reach their limit, try to heal them yourself. It took me three whole months to learn how to shave, and I still haven't mastered the Moon Walk. You've already wasted three months of my time!"

Hermes, expressionless, watched Mansherry, who was like a lump of mud, continue her cultivation. He had a feeling that the six styles were becoming more and more integrated, and the return of life was just around the corner, only lacking an opportunity.

He has been staying here for the past three months, with the aim of teaching Mansherry how to shave.

With healing abilities at his disposal, even crippled legs wouldn't be a problem. So Mansherry's conditions were far better than his. If he had had this ability from the beginning, how could it have taken him so long to cultivate the Six Forms?

He lost his temper several times at first because Mansherry was too weak and lazy. She couldn't keep up with her training and wanted to rest after a short while. If she had half his willpower, she probably would have mastered the Shave technique in two months, or even learned the Moonwalk.

"I'm really going to die."

Mansherry pouted, her eyes filled with tears and she looked so aggrieved. She was so tired.

She hasn't had a proper night's sleep in the past three months.

The man before her was not only cruel to her, but also cruel to himself. His cultivation level was far beyond her reach, and he even had some masochistic tendencies.

She used her abilities extensively to heal the other party's battered and bruised body.

"Think about how you were abused by the Don Quixote family, think about how wronged you feel now, think about your people. If you still don't have the motivation after all this, then you deserve to be bullied."

"You can't make a good impression with mud."

"Go jump off a building!!!"

Hermes held it in utter contempt.

Those gazes were like sharp swords piercing Mansherry's heart. She was still an innocent child, how could she be bullied like this?

The more I think about it, the more wronged I feel, and the angrier I get.

She, Mansherry, was not without temper; those days of abuse were a permanent pain in her heart.

"I'll train then, I'll defeat you sooner or later."

Mansherry got up in a huff, feeling both angry and resentful towards the human in front of her. She vowed to teach him a lesson once she became stronger, otherwise she would never be able to forgive him for the grievances she had suffered during this time.

"You still have half a month. Since you can already use Shave skillfully, awakening Moonwalk will be easier, as will awakening Tempest Kick."

In fact, Mansherry was quite talented. She only managed to master the Shave technique in just three months. The main reason was that Hermes was a terrible person, like a black-hearted maggot, relentlessly exploiting Mansherry.

After all, with healing abilities at their disposal, there's no fear of Mansherry becoming disabled.

"I see."

"Humph!"

Mansherry turned and walked to the side, forcing out two tears to restore her legs, which were overwhelmed by the weight, to normal. Then she began to cheer up and continue her cultivation. That groan was her last act of defiance.

Hermes ignored it and continued to immerse himself in his cultivation.

It must be said that Mansherry's abilities are powerful. Because of the physical fatigue caused by cultivation, she can recover completely in the shortest time with healing tears, so that she can continue to cultivate and greatly increase the length of her cultivation time.

Perhaps it's in its growth stage.

Therefore, Hermes has made great progress in these three months. The development of his two types of Haki and Mini-Fruit is progressing steadily. Naturally, he has also made a major breakthrough in the Six Powers, which he has devoted the most effort to.

The feeling of awakening to the return of life is growing stronger.

Once his life is restored and he awakens, his overall strength will reach its peak, and he won't be so embarrassed when he fights Doflamingo one-on-one.

Judging from this timeline, Doflamingo's strength hadn't reached its peak yet; he probably hadn't even awakened his Devil Fruit powers for very long, considering Luffy's arrival in Dressrosa was still a few years away.

Chapter 59 [He does have a conscience, but not much]

"Mmm, so delicious!"

Lovers' Avenue.

In a tavern, Mansherry sat at a table, wolfing down fresh vegetables or desserts as if she hadn't eaten anything proper in ages.

Another half month passed, and they finally emerged from the mountains.

The first thing I did was find a bathhouse, fuss over for a bit, and then head to the restaurant.

She's been eating so much barbecue for the past three months that she's almost sick of it.

Although Hermes' cooking was delicious, it couldn't withstand eating meat every meal for over a hundred days!

"Can't you be a little more reserved?"

Hermes, standing to the side, frowned slightly. He felt that Mansherry had seriously lowered his image. In the original story, although this little person was a crybaby, she was also a gentle woman who was naive and inexperienced in the ways of the world.

Why is reality like this?

If Mansherry could hear Hermes's inner thoughts, she would probably jump up and curse him. Whoever was kidnapped and abused first, and then fell into the hands of a cunning and cold-blooded guy, who squeezed them to cultivate day and night without giving them vegetables and desserts, and could still remain innocent and gentle, then he must be missing a screw.

Although Mansherry is a bit absent-minded, her intelligence and cognition are normal.

She has already endured the harsh realities of society.

She's grown up now.

They are no longer that naive and cowardly little people.

Stood up.

"Hermes, I'd like a vegetable salad too."

Mansherry had food all over her mouth, and after gulping down a glass of juice, she burped, her big, bright eyes fixed on Hermes.

His tone was very firm.

"You're such a glutton! You'll eat me out of house and home! You'll have to pay for my food from today onwards!"

Hermes was slightly annoyed.

Don't let its small size fool you, this little guy eats five times as much as an adult.

Made.

How he managed to fit that little belly into his stomach remains a mystery to this day.

"You're the one who's a glutton! Besides, there's so much money on the Death Ship, and I only eat so little, yet you still want to charge me for my food? That's outrageous!"

Mansherry pouted angrily.

A glance at the table next to me revealed it piled high with plates, at least a hundred of them, all devoured by this bastard in front of me.

They even called her a good-for-nothing, when they themselves were the real good-for-nothings.

Mansherry gradually began to despise her.

"Who's in charge here, you or me? All that money is mine, what does it have to do with you? That's the decision!"

"Boss, another five servings of vegetable salad, and thirty more of these set meals!"

Hermes was unhappy, but he still ordered the food.

"Please...please wait a moment!"

The shop owner behind the counter wiped the sweat from his brow; he knew he had met a benefactor today.

These two gluttons, one big and one small, might just empty his coffers today.

"Cheapskate."

Mansherry pouted, her face full of displeasure.

"Say it again and I'll beat you up."

Hermes glared at her. This little crybaby was getting bolder and bolder. Didn't he realize who was in control of the situation?

"Humph!!!"