One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

"All the necessary supplies have been replenished, and we are ready to set sail at any time."

Ella asked, somewhat puzzled, "What happened?"

"Hahaha, it seems the navy's reinforcements have arrived. Tsk, after defeating the young ones, the old ones have come, another old man."

Russell smiled and shook his head. "Let's set sail! That guy doesn't have what I want either. As for his student's two Devil Fruits, let's keep them for now."

It's strange that these old men flock to this godforsaken place, the East China Sea, instead of going to the New World.

Russell isn't afraid to fight that guy, but if Garp shows up in the middle of the fight, it will be difficult for him to leave.

Who knows if the elusive Garp might suddenly appear?

We can fight, but it's unnecessary.

Ella found it strange, but the foggy distance made it impossible to see any naval warships.

At that moment, several cannon shots suddenly rang out, followed by several shells slicing through the smoke and appearing in sight.

"Enemy attack!"

Bucky yelled.

"Oh, that's such an impolite way to greet someone."

Russell stretched out his hand, and a thin line of smoke appeared, slid forward, and the shell was cut in half by the smoke, falling into the sea and exploding.

"This, this is the power of the Smoke-Smoke Fruit?" Ella exclaimed in surprise.

I didn't see such a powerful move from Smoker earlier.

It all felt soft and fluffy, which made Ella wonder if it was actually a natural-type creature.

"The high-speed swirling smoke is like a cutting machine; that's how you develop a natural system."

Russell burst into laughter, and then the smoke around him gradually dissipated, enveloping the entire ship.

The sea surface was covered by thick fog.

"His aura... has vanished?"

On the massive naval warship, a man with purple hair and a naval cloak looked puzzled as he gazed at the distant town of Loguetown and the surrounding seas shrouded in white mist.

He knew someone who possessed this ability, and when teaching that person, he warned him, much like he had warned a previous student, not to rely too much on the fruit's power.

Perhaps for this reason, Smoker is not enthusiastic about developing the Smoke-Smoke Fruit.

He had a bad feeling about the current situation.

Chapter 88 This boy has the air of an old friend

As the smoke cleared, several naval warships landed in Rogge, one of which, a massive naval vessel, was particularly eye-catching.

Those were huge warships from the Navy Headquarters.

The sailors quickly disembarked. In their minds, a town ravaged by pirates should be a scene of ruins, but the town they saw was still bustling with activity.

Even the townspeople, who were all smiles, suddenly stopped smiling when they saw the navy.

The change of heart was so swift that even the navy members became suspicious.

Admiral Ain couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Zephyr, did pirates really come here?"

If she weren't wearing a navy uniform, she would have thought she was the pirate.

Zefa didn't answer and walked straight into the street. Soon he saw a dilapidated street with scorch marks from the fire and deep scratches on the ground, as if it had been scraped by something sharp.

There was a clash here.

Intense yet restrained.

Not far away, the navy soldiers used ropes to tie up the thugs dressed in black suits, many of whom were still unconscious.

On a protruding rock, a somewhat dejected Smoker was smoking a cigar, while a nurse from the Navy Medical Unit wrapped bandages around his body.

Did the navy suffer a major defeat?

"You're really in a sorry state, Smoker."

Zefa walked up to his disciple and said expressionlessly, "What's wrong with you? You've become like this after just one failure. Don't tell me you're my student when you get out of here."

Smoker poses no threat to him in the Navy, but he would be a disgrace in the education sector.

The title of Chief Instructor of the Navy is not given lightly, and Zephyr could tell at a glance that Smoker had suffered a rather severe blow this time.

“Teacher Zephyr…”

Smoker's gaze was somewhat unfocused, and it was only in a daze that he noticed who was in front of him.

"It must have been that devil Russell's doing. Did he steal your Devil Fruit?" Zephyr asked.

Smoker nodded silently.

It seems that the fog from before was a trick used by that Russell. In any case, it was much stronger than Smoker's.

This is actually a good thing for Smoker. Zephyr said, "Abilities are the most useless things. I warned you a long time ago not to rely too much on Devil Fruits like Borsalino."

This is actually a good opportunity.

"This place isn't suitable for you either. Come back to the Grand Line with me."

Smoker has potential. Not having a Devil Fruit might be a good thing, as he can inherit his Black Arm completely!

I never expected that this defeat would be such a big blow to Smoker.

Recalling what he had seen along the way, Zephyr asked, "How many casualties did the Demon Pirates cause?"

Smoker remained silent, and Tashigi, who was standing next to him, bowed and reported, "Due to the conflict between the Devil Russell and the Revolutionary Army's Dragon, the West District was completely destroyed. Several Marines were injured in the conflict, but Loguetown did not suffer much damage."

Not only did they not get what they wanted, but they were also taken advantage of by the pirates.

Most of the people in the town are engaged in legitimate trade, which the Demon Pirates have little interest in, unlike typical pirate crews that rob everything they see.

In other words, because they stole the Celestial Dragons' heavenly treasure, they completely disregarded these petty gains.

If you're going to rob someone, rob the nobles and the rich!

Zephyr was stunned for a moment, then muttered, "No wonder he was able to escape from that old bastard Garp."

Does this young man actually resemble an old friend?

Zefa pictured a guy wearing a straw hat laughing in his mind, and sneered, "Then I'll arrest him myself!"

Such a guy is a rare find even among pirates.

But a pirate is a pirate.

Once a pirate, always a pirate!

Smoker was somewhat surprised. "Professor Zephyr, you're going to go after them yourself?"

Zefa glanced at him. "Not just me, but you too."

He could tell that Smoker was a bit taken aback. As the chief instructor, he was second to none in the Navy when it came to protecting his own.

Since Smoker had lost face, his teacher naturally had to help him get back at him.

However, Zeffa was unaware that Smoker's shock stemmed from more than just the overwhelming power he possessed.

Rather, it is a doubt about one's own beliefs.

He overheard the entire conversation between Russell and Monkey D. Dragon.

......

The sea is always unpredictable.

The Demon Pirates, having left Loguetown, were soon subjected to a torrential downpour.

The closer they got to the Red Earth Continent, the worse the weather became. Even with two people possessing the power of the lucky color, they couldn't withstand this celestial phenomenon.

Dark clouds hung low over the sea, and large raindrops pelted down, while strong winds whipped the waves against the hull of the Snowdrift.

However, despite the wind and rain outside, the Snard sailed steadily on the turbulent sea.

The interior of the cabin presented a warm and peaceful scene.

The pirates enjoyed delicious food in the banquet hall. Having received such a large supply in Loguetown, they could naturally splurge as much as they wanted.

At the cadres' table, there was steaming hot food, and everyone was doing their own thing. Russell returned from outside, smiling and praising, "You're not even afraid of a storm like this, Grace. Your skills are definitely better than those shipwrights in Seven Waters City."

Seven Waters, where shipbuilders built an ancient warship called Hades eight hundred years ago, is still considered a holy land for shipbuilders, where skilled shipbuilders reside.

Grace couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile. "Of course, you should see who did it."

"Hahaha, of course it's our blind apostle."

Grace's lips twitched, and her smug smile vanished instantly: "Could you please not mention that stupid code name?"

Pirates with bounties are given various titles by the Navy based on their individual characteristics.

Characters like Jinbe the Knight of the Sea and Newgate the Whitebeard sound good.

A title is something that accompanies a pirate throughout his life. Buggy's title of "Clown" at least fits his image, but "Blind Apostle" sounds like the title of some religious fanatic.

Grace felt extremely uncomfortable at the thought of being called the Blind Apostle.