One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Van Augur looked into Roy's eyes, eyes that were calm as water, yet seemed to see through everything.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Then, Van Augur slowly opened his mouth.

"Captain Roy, I admit, I was scared at first."

"Your strength is too great, so great that I don't even dare to think about running away."

"but--"

He paused.

"That battle just now showed me another possibility."

"That kind of power, that kind of realm, is something I never dared to even imagine before."

"And you are willing to give me a chance to touch that power."

"How many pirate crews on the entire ocean could offer such an opportunity?"

He took a deep breath.

"Therefore, I am willing to follow you."

"It wasn't forced, it was genuine."

Roy stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded.

"very good."

"Since you are sincere, I will not treat you unfairly."

"The domineering aura that Lafayette told you about is just the basics."

"On Beehive Island, there are dedicated training grounds, gravity chambers, and various resources."

"As long as you are willing to work hard, it's only a matter of time before you gain dominance."

"and--"

He paused.

"Honeycomb Island has its own research base, which can tailor-make the best sniper rifle for you."

Van Augur's eyes lit up.

"The best sniper rifle?"

Roy nodded.

"right."

"Using sea stone and rare metals, along with the most skilled craftsmen, we will create a unique sniper rifle for you."

"Whether it's range, accuracy, or power, it reaches the pinnacle of the world."

Van Augur's breathing quickened instantly.

He is a sniper.

Guns were his life.

A good gun can elevate his skill level by several notches.

What Roy meant was that he would have "the world's top sniper rifle" custom-made for him!

He simply couldn't resist this temptation.

"Captain Roy!"

Van Augur knelt on one knee and solemnly said,

"I, Van Augur, swear allegiance to you!"

"From this day forward, my gun will fire only for you!"

Roy nodded.

Get up.

Van Augur stood up, his eyes filled with excitement.

Lafayette, watching this scene from the side, sighed inwardly.

That's the charm of Captain Roy.

It's not just about strength, but also about magnanimity and sincerity.

A true leader is one who can inspire his subordinates to follow him willingly.

Roy looked at Van Augur and suddenly raised his hand.

"Don't move."

Van Augur was stunned and before he could react, Roy's finger was already pointing at his forehead.

boom--!!!

A massive flow of information, like a floodgate opened, surged into Van Augur's mind!

A domineering cultivation method!

All the techniques of the Six Styles of the Navy!

Roy's understanding and experience of sniping from his previous life—how to predict the target's movement trajectory, how to utilize the environment and wind direction, and how to lock onto the target at an extremely long distance!

And those insights, experiences, and lessons learned during the battles...

Countless images, words, and feelings flashed wildly through his mind!

Van Augur trembled all over, his face was deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

I don't know how much time passed—

That flow of information finally stopped.

Van Augur collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

His eyes were filled with shock and fervor.

That knowledge, that experience, those skills...

It was imprinted on his mind so directly!

"What...what kind of method is this?!"

Van Augur's voice trembled.

"Captain...you..."

Roy withdrew his finger and said calmly,

"One of my abilities."

"It allows me to directly transfer my knowledge and experience into other people's minds."

"Digest it well and master it as soon as possible."

Van Augur took a deep breath and slowly got up.

He looked at Roy, his eyes blazing with fanaticism.

"Yes, Captain!"

Shanks and the others standing nearby were dumbfounded.

Yasopp came closer.

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of ability is this?!"

"Directly transferring knowledge to others?!"

Ben Beckman also frowned.

"This ability... is too overpowered."

"If this could be applied on a large scale, wouldn't it allow for the mass production of powerful individuals?"

Roy shook his head.

"It's not that simple."

"This method places a great psychological burden on the recipient."

"People with insufficient mental strength may fall into a coma or even suffer a mental breakdown."

"Moreover, we can only teach skills and experience; real combat experience still depends on yourself."

Beckman, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gave a meaningful look.

Even so, it's amazing enough.

Shanks' eyes lit up.

"Roy! Come on! Let me try it too!"

Roy looked at him,

Are you sure?

Shanks patted his chest,

"Of course I'm sure!"

"I'd like to see what you've actually accomplished all these years!"

Helpless, Roy could only point a finger at Shanks's forehead.

A moment later, Shanks opened his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Hahaha! That's interesting!"

"Your swordsmanship is truly impressive!"

"There are a few moves I hadn't even thought of!"

"Aren't you afraid I'll tamper with it if you just give it to me like this?"

Shanks waved his hand.

"What are you afraid of?"

"We're friends, what are you going to do to me?"

Roy paused for a moment, then laughed.

This guy is really open-minded.

"Alright, enough talk, let's keep drinking!"

Shanks raised his glass.

"Come on, come on! Let's drink until we drop!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere became lively once again.

……

In the early hours of the morning, the banquet finally came to an end.

Most people were already drunk and passed out, lying on the beach fast asleep.

Rakiro was holding the barrel of wine, muttering "one more glass."

Jesus's quiver, with his spear as a pillow, snored loudly.

Ben Beckman leaned against the rocks, his cigarette long since extinguished, and closed his eyes, feigning sleep.

Only Roy and Shanks remained, sitting quietly by the campfire, drinking together.

"Roy."

Shanks suddenly spoke,

Where do you plan to go next?

Roy took a sip of his drink.

"The Grand Line".

"There's one more person I'd like to meet."

Shanks raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Who is it?"

A glint of light flashed in Roy's eyes.

"A fighter named Burgess."

"They say he's quite capable, and they'd like to recruit him."

Shanks nodded.

"Burgess...never heard of him."

"But the person you've set your sights on is definitely not an ordinary person."

Roy smiled slightly.

"I hope so."

The two remained silent for a moment.

Shanks suddenly said,

"Roy, I will also go to the New World in the future."

Roy looked at him,

"I know."

Shanks grinned.

"At that point, we'll be competitors."

"They might even start fighting."

Roy said calmly,

"Fine, let's fight then. Do you think my pirate crew is afraid of you?"

Shanks paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You're right!"

"In the world of One Piece, fighting and killing are perfectly normal!"

"but--"

Shanks' smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

"No matter what the future holds, our friendship will never change. Right?"

Roy looked at him and remained silent for two seconds.

Then, I laughed.

"certainly."

The two raised their glasses and clinked them together lightly.

He drank it all in one gulp.

……

The next morning.

Sunlight streams down, and a sea breeze blows.

Roy stood on the beach, with Lafayette and Van Auger behind him.

Shanks stood on the opposite side, with the Red-Haired Pirates behind him.

"Roy, you're leaving already?"

Shanks was somewhat reluctant to part with her.

Roy nodded.

"Um."

"I still have things to take care of."

Shanks scratched his head.

"Oh well."

"I don't know when we'll meet again."

Roy smiled slightly.

"We'll meet again eventually."

"When you arrive in the new world, come find me on Beehive Island."

"I'll treat you to the best wine then."

Shanks' eyes lit up.

"It's a deal!"

It's a deal.

The two reached out their hands and clasped them tightly.

Then, loosen it.

Roy turned and, with Lafayette and Van Augur, walked toward the small sailboat.

"Roy!"

Shanks suddenly shouted.

Roy turned around.

Shanks grinned.

"Take care of yourself!"

Roy nodded.

"The same to you."

He jumped onto the sailboat, Lafayette untied the ropes, and Van Auger raised the sails.

The small sailboat slowly sailed away from the harbor and headed towards the vast sea.

Shanks stood on the beach, watching the sailboats gradually disappear into the distance, motionless for a long time.

"captain."

Ben Beckman walked up to him.

"That guy is definitely something else."

Shanks nodded.

"yes."

"Extraordinary."

He took a deep breath and turned around.

"Let's go! It's time for us to set off!"

"Next stop, where to?"

"Haha! I don't know! Just wandering around!"

The Red-Haired Pirates embark on another journey.

Meanwhile, on the other side, on a small sailboat.

Roy stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the distant horizon.

Lafayette walked up to him.

"Captain, next stop, the Grand Line?"

Roy nodded.

"Um."

"Go find that guy named Burgess."

Lafayette smiled slightly.

"Someone the captain would take a liking to must be no ordinary person, right?"

A faint smile curved Roy's lips.

"Whether someone is an ordinary person or not, you'll only know once you meet them."

The sea breeze blows, and the waves surge.

The small sailboat drifted further and further away.

Ahead lies the Grand Line.

It's a new journey.