One Piece: Starting with Coercion and Enticement of Nami

"Alright, you must be tired. Go back and rest!"

Thoth nodded respectfully and left.

The surrounding seamen were all mocking him; in their eyes, it was just that Toth had tried to curry favor with the first mate, but the other party was too lazy to pay him any attention.

Not only did he not fare well, but he also lost everything. But who made Toth owe the first mate a favor?

Thoth felt a sense of relief, looking at the port in the distance, which had already turned into a black dot. The navy had not caught up.

After receiving the offerings, Captain Norton was in high spirits and loudly proclaimed that a banquet should be held.

After each raid, the feasts they organized were always exceptionally lavish with food and drinks.

Toth ate his fill, and only after the meal was over was he assigned to clean up the mess.

Furthermore, Thoth was among the lower-ranking people on the ship, and he had to stay behind to keep watch during the first half of the night.

On the clean deck, unlike the other two who were fast asleep in the lookout tower atop the mast, he was on the deck.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Thoth gripped his iron sword and practiced the basic sword techniques etched into his mind and body over and over again.

Once in a learning state, Thoth became exceptionally focused, immersing himself entirely in practicing the basic sword techniques.

One hour later.

Swordsmanship Proficiency +1

Three hours later, another team of sea monsters came to take over the shift. Tote, covered in sweat, put away his iron sword.

Back in a cramped room on the second basement level of the ship, where there were originally six people in hammocks, only Toth remained.

A light screen panel appeared before him, and Thoth looked at the swordsmanship proficiency level, which indicated a nascent stage:

[5/100]

005. Opportunity!

Lock the door and lie down in the hammock.

Thoth looked at the light screen panel that appeared in front of him.

"The proficiency has increased by three points, which is different from the blind practice before I started, which was inefficient and only relied on my natural talent to get by."

Having now systematically mastered the basics of swordsmanship, and with his innate focus on learning, he can improve significantly by practicing according to the knowledge in his mind.

"Furthermore, if one can practice swordsmanship for six hours every day, one can advance to a higher level in about half a month."

"We also can't neglect hand-to-hand combat. Time, time, it seems we need to make the most of it and find a chance to get out of here as soon as possible."

“If I stay on this ship, I won’t have that much free time.”

After thinking for a while, Thoth, who was already very tired, fell asleep.

At ten o'clock the next morning, a burst of excited howling and wailing woke up Thoth, who was already full of energy.

In the dimly lit cabin, I came to an old clock hanging on the wall and looked at the time displayed on its hands.

Rubbing his eyes, he picked up a bottle of cheap fruit wine and took a sip to replenish his fluids.

In the ship's restaurant, Toth found two pieces of bread and an apple to fill his stomach.

On the deck, in the sea, Thoth looked at several people holding newspapers and sea clerks.

Beneath the mainmast, Captain Norton, sitting with his legs crossed and drinking, looked at his bounty poster, a smug, arrogant smile playing on his lips.

"Hahaha, my bounty has doubled! I'm so happy today, let's have a banquet at noon!"

"Long live the captain!!!"

A burst of excited compliments rang out at just the right moment.

Thoth's eyes flashed, and he looked at the newspaper first when he arrived at the group of sea monsters.

But when I saw the headline of the Donghai Daily, my pupils contracted involuntarily.

Shocking! Could this really be the work of the ruthless Norton Overseas?!

The newspaper did not embellish whatsoever about the horrific crime Norton Bank committed yesterday evening.

That was a near-annihilation tragedy in the small town of Calasi, the northernmost part of the Organ Islands.

That happened on the evening of March 5th, 1536 in the Haiyuan calendar, and the time of the incident was clearly marked at the end of the newspaper headline.

Thoth felt a heavy weight in his heart, and then looked at the latest bounty poster belonging to Captain Norton.

Executioner Norton

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[Reward amount: 1600 million Baileys]

[Warranty Level: DEAD OR ALIVE]

[Note: This person is extremely depraved. If discovered on any of the major islands, the nearest naval branch must be notified immediately.]

Thoth looked at the bounty notice highlighted in red, and the bounty amount that had been doubled.

A sense of crisis immediately overwhelmed me.

The bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it. Moreover, in Thoth's view, compared to Captain Hundred Crowe of the Black Cat Merchant, who also has a bounty of 1600 million, Captain Norton on this ship is completely mismatched in terms of strength and bounty.

At that moment, I could hear Norton and the first mate talking beside me.

"We lost quite a few brothers yesterday, looks like we'll have to recruit more."

"Captain, we can go to Barbarian Island. It's an insurmountable area and the intersection of four main shipping routes in the surrounding area."

"Although there are many gangs in that town, there are also many skilled ones. With your current bounty and reputation, we will definitely be able to recruit quite a few formidable characters."

"Yes, that's a good idea. It's good to hire more people at once, so that things will be easier for us later."

Under the guise of reading the newspaper, I subtly overheard their hushed conversation.

His introduction to swordsmanship and martial arts enhanced his sensory system, making his five senses highly sensitive.

This is an opportunity!

Thoth breathed a slight sigh of relief. The place they mentioned wasn't too far, about a five or six-day voyage. It seemed he could find a chance to escape the ship by then.

After waiting a while and seeing that they had stopped talking, Thoth looked around the deck and came to an open space at the stern.

He gripped the iron sword and began to train.

Repeated basic movements, coordinated with steps and breathing,

With the sea breeze blowing, my body was quickly soaked with sweat.

During Tote's training, many sea monsters came to him with mocking smiles.

In their view, Thoth's swordsmanship was the kind of basic, lousy technique that could be learned at any dojo.

Anyone on the ship could easily demonstrate five or six moves.

In their view, it would be more enjoyable to get together, play cards, brag, and drink than to spend time practicing swordsmanship, which is of little practical use.

They would never stoop to such an ascetic lifestyle.

The sound of Hai Tao laughing could be heard from time to time.

"It seems the world's greatest swordsman is about to be born on our ship." "Has Thoth gone mad?" "I bet he won't last more than a few days."

These ordinary, mediocre people always feel resentful towards things that others can do but they themselves cannot.

But this teasing and mockery became less and less frequent after Toth finished his work each day and spent nearly ten hours training.

A label called "The Eccentric" was somehow attached to Thoth's head.

During the meal, someone asked Tote why he trained like that.

Thoth smiled dismissively, saying he had no money and didn't want to sleep, so he exercised to pass the time.

In this way, no one paid any more attention to Thoth. Everyone understood that Thoth had given all the remaining money to the first mate.

Time passed,

The ship stayed for nearly six days.

It was 4 PM on the sixth day.

In the distance, an island with a bustling port town comes into view.

Below the mainmast.

Norton, wearing a black captain's coat with gold trim, looked dashing.

"My men, we have arrived at Barbarian Island. I hereby announce that we will be staying here for three days. During these three days, apart from the crew members who will remain, you are free to play on this island."

But I must announce in advance that everyone must be back by 4 PM on the third day.

"Oh my gosh!!! Long live the captain!!!"

"Hahaha, finally I have somewhere to spend my money! Here I come, you sluts of the red-light district!!"

"Delicious food! I want to eat all the delicious food on this island!"

Excited wolf howls continued incessantly.

On the stern of the deck, Thoth stopped swinging his sword and gasped for breath.

Hearing Norton's voice, a glint of light appeared in his eyes. At that moment, a thought struck him, and a light screen panel appeared. Thoth looked at his attribute panel:

property:

Body: 8.1

Force: 8.1

Min: 8.1

Fine: 10.1

Swordsmanship training is a comprehensive exercise for both body and mind. After five days of intense and focused training...

As I woke up this morning, the fatigue from yesterday subsided, and when I saw my various attributes quietly improve, the feeling of clearly perceiving that I was getting stronger was truly exhilarating.

Thoth gripped the hilt of his sword, his gaze calmly sweeping over the excited sea monsters around him, a primal instinct stirring within him that he could easily take their heads.

My consciousness became slightly hazy, and I felt as if I had become more confident without even realizing it.

Is it because of an increase in strength?

The desire to kill arises naturally when one possesses a sharp weapon.

Thoth shook his head slightly, suppressing those thoughts in his mind for the time being, and then looked at the skills section.

Swordsmanship (Beginner Level 5 → 59/100)

Over the past six days, I've practiced swordsmanship for ten hours each day for the first five days, and with today's four hours of practice, I've already reached the halfway point in my initial understanding of swordsmanship.

However, he made no progress in the remaining two skills. Thoth felt that it would be better to focus on swordsmanship first rather than spreading his skills too thin.

After all, there are many people and many eyes. If you already know swordsmanship, the same applies to other martial arts.

Toth was worried that it would attract too much attention from Norton and the other officers on board.

For the past five days, I've seen that Tote really persevered.

Just last night at nine o'clock,

Norton "accidentally" bumped into Thoth, who drew a big pie in the sky and said that if he continued to persevere, he would be the captain of the reorganized Sixth Team.

Thoth looked stunned, as if in disbelief, while Norton left with a smile on his face.

"That's really laughable. You don't offer me any real benefits, yet you expect me to be grateful and work my life away for you?"

He chuckled inwardly, glanced at Norton, who was looking quite smug under the mast, and listened as he announced the task assignments for the crew members who would remain on the ship for the next few days.

Surprisingly, I wasn't among the people who stayed behind to watch over the ship this time.

However, on second thought, Tote realized that it didn't really make much difference whether he had money or not, since he didn't have any money on him.

Moreover, during these days, Toth has been keeping to himself and has not formed any cliques.

Norton sees himself as a reclusive cultivation fanatic, so whether or not he is assigned a task to stay behind makes little difference.

Soon, the sea was filled with the sound of waves crashing against the N-position.