Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

Bessem Regiord used his left leg as a fulcrum, rotating his body backward. His right leg kicked back from behind. Raleigh's attack had failed, but now he neither dodged nor evaded. His right arm was filled with sufficiently hard Armament Haki, held horizontally in front of him.

clang!

Another spark flew as Bessiere Gigannord and Raleigh's right hands collided, locked in a tight stalemate.

Lord Raleigh, your Observation Haki is truly monstrous.

Bessem Regionod straightened his upper body, looking at the scene with a helpless expression.

In the past, when he was fighting or making a move, no one could predict his next action.

His inherited special combat skills allow him to attack using all parts of his body.

Those who don't know Observation Haki or are not proficient in it often find themselves questioning their existence when faced with Bessma Reginod's battle dance.

However, this definitely does not include Raleigh.

First, Raleigh is highly skilled in Observation Haki, and second, he also possesses the power of the Hurricane Fruit.

"Unless it's a windless zone, Raleigh can detect every little move his opponent makes."

"Has Lord Raleigh reached the point of being able to foresee the future?"

Bessem Reginode was starting to lose interest in the game.

If Raleigh's Observation Haki has reached the point of predicting the future, then what's the point of him even cracking an egg?

"What are you thinking? I just feel a sense of familiarity with your war dance; I've seen similar techniques before."

Raleigh, fearing that Bessem Regionod was overthinking things, quickly explained.

Bessem Regionod's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

He quickly pulled his leg back, and at the same time, he suddenly crouched down and launched a surprise attack.

The arm, covered in Armament Haki, stabbed towards Raleigh's abdomen.

"Naval Type 6 Iron Block!"

Faced with Bessie Reginod's thrusting arm, Raleigh chose the simplest way to respond.

"Iron block withstands hard"

Donbess's hand struck the steel sculpture as if it had pierced it, having no effect whatsoever.

If it weren't for his Armament Haki being strong enough, his finger would probably be broken.

"How can this iron block be so strong?"

Bessem Reginode was very puzzled; he was no novice.

When Sakazuki was alive, he taught some of the North Sea naval officers the Six Styles of Naval Warfare.

Among them, the Navy's Sixth Style Iron Body is the move that everyone initially liked the most and wanted to practice the most, but in the end they disliked it the most and didn't want to use it the most.

However, the same move was used by different people. The iron block that Luo used was enough to ensure that Bessem Regionod could not break through his defense.

Of course, it takes a long time to hammer and chain your body, Reginald. You still have a long way to go in your studies.

Raleigh stared directly into Bessem Regionod's eyes, while his right hand reached out to grab Bessem Regionod's arm.

"I won't let you succeed!"

Bessem Reginode tried to withdraw his right hand, but it was too late.

A large hand gripped Bessma Reginod's arm firmly, and a tremendous force erupted from Raleigh's body, sending Bessma Reginod flying upwards.

"What astonishing power!"

"As expected of Lord Raleigh, he has broken through again in such a short time."

The navy personnel watching from the sidelines were abuzz with discussion.

They've been watching since the fight began between Raleigh and Reginald.

Raleigh's composure and application of various skills benefited them greatly, while Bethelmere Ginode's war dance often sparked their ideas.

Bessem Regionod is also good; watching his attack reminded me of several attacking methods.

"Yeah, I used to struggle with offense while defending, but after watching Bessma Regionod's fight, everything I couldn't understand before now makes sense."

Several sailors in the crowd were more interested in Bessma Reginode.

In any case, Bessma Reginod will definitely lose to Lord Raleigh.

That's for sure, after all, Lord Raleigh is the man who killed Bondiwald.

Bessem Reginode's body flew through the air.

He tried his best to maintain his balance in the air because he couldn't yet moonwalk.

What are you looking at?

Raleigh's voice came from behind, and at the same time a cool breeze brushed against Bessem's scalp.

A fist covered in Armament Haki was thrown out without any hindrance.

!

Just like successful people swinging a club on a golf course.

Bessem Reginode's body was like a golf ball hit by a club, quickly passing over the sails and flying towards the distant sea.

"I can't do Moonwalk yet, Lord Raleigh."

Watching Bessem Reginod fly further and further away, leaving behind a message, Raleigh scratched his head and decided to stay here and wait for someone to retrieve him.

Anyway, the navy's salvage team has already set off in a speedboat.

Although that punch was a bit forceful, Bessem Reginode didn't pass out; he just ended up soaking in the seawater for a while.

As a Devil Fruit user, Raleigh cannot easily go into the sea to rescue others.

Besides, he'd rather not do those things, unless Gion fell into the sea.

Splash—splash.

As the speedboat sped back, Bessem Reginald, who had been pulled from the sea, was dripping wet.

"Wow, that was amazing, Lord Raleigh! That was such a thrilling fight."

Bessem Reginode has a bit of a martial arts fanaticism about him, which is why he's trying to capture the more troublesome Humphrey Tang.

The reason is that he wants to find some different opponents to train his combat skills.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."

"Lord Raleigh's strength, speed, and reaction have all exceeded my expectations. I guess you've already reached the level of a vice admiral."

Listening to Bessiere Giord's words, which showed great confidence in Raleigh's strength, Raleigh smiled slightly, not wanting to reveal his abilities on this topic.

"Phew, I've released some of my fighting spirit. It feels so good now. It would be even better with some rum."

"Yes, I've sent the chef to get it."

As he looked, Raleigh sat on the railing of the warship, gazing at the pitch-black sea.

The sea at night, in its darkness, harbors countless terrors.

The sea breeze billows the sails, providing power.

The wind also stirred Raleigh's long hair, bringing with it the salty smell of the sea. Bessell, Reginald, followed Raleigh's example and sat on the railing very close to him.

Raleigh's voice rang out with emotion:

Bessem Regionod, how long do you think it will take for the situation in the North Sea to be completely changed?

"I don't understand, Lord Raleigh. But I believe that under your wise leadership, perhaps the situation in the North Sea will be completely transformed next year."

Upon hearing Raleigh's remarks, Bessma Reginod immediately flattered him.

He originally joined the navy to fight constantly, and the current situation in the North Sea is more suitable for his lifestyle. In his opinion, there is no difference between Raleigh becoming the admiral and Sakazuki becoming the admiral before, or even better for Raleigh to become the admiral, because they can take action against the mafia.

These days, Bessem Reginode has plenty of time to spare.

Eating, smoking, fighting the mafia, sleeping.

"Alright, stop flattering me."

"I know what you want: you want to fight, you want to become stronger. I can give you enough opportunities to fight, but you have to promise to be loyal to the North Sea Navy."

Raleigh was very optimistic about the development, so he didn't hide anything. He said the North Sea Navy here, not the Navy, which meant that he planned to develop Bessma Reginod into a confidant.

"Yes, I, Bessem Reginode, pledge my loyalty to the North Sea Navy."

Bessem Reginode immediately stood up and loudly swore an oath.

He wasn't stupid; the most powerful person in the North Sea Navy right now was the acting admiral standing right in front of him.

As for the main navy? He didn't know anyone there, and had absolutely no connection with them.

As long as you follow Raleigh, you'll have plenty of opportunities to climb the ladder in the future.

Anyway, he knew that most of the people who followed Raleigh had already taken off.

Rumble.

Shells kept exploding on the sea surface, and columns of water shot into the sky from the ocean.

Most of the cannonballs were concentrated on the right side of the ship, causing the pirate ship to tilt to the other side.

The water column that was blasted up turned into heavy rain as it rose and fell onto the deck.

"That Garp guy, he's like a mad dog, relentlessly chasing after me."

Roger emptied the seawater from his hat, put it back on, and scolded with a relaxed smile.

Behind Raleigh's pirate ship, a dog-headed warship had locked onto them tightly.

A burly man in a white suit was directing the navy to fire cannons at the pirate ship from the bow.

Rayleigh directed the crew to launch a counterattack.

However, it's obvious that Garp is faster than Rayleigh. How about we take out Garp?

Roger's expression suddenly turned excited as he shouted at Rayleigh, who was firing continuously, "Garp has been chasing us for three days and three nights! We just can't shake him off, and I've seen them rotate their personnel several times already."

Our comrades are getting tired. Let's take care of Garp before they're completely exhausted.

Listening to Roger's completely unreliable words, three black lines appeared on Rayleigh's forehead.

Rayleigh, with his long, light-gold hair and air of a noble young master, twitched at the corner of his mouth:

"Garp is not a god, and even if he were, catching up with our Roger Pirates wouldn't be an easy task."

"Besides, you bastard, you don't actually want to kill Garp, you just have an itchy hand and want to fight him, right?!"

Roger's scheme was exposed without mercy by his first mate, but as captain, he showed no shame whatsoever.

Instead, he grabbed Shanks and Buggy who were beside him and pushed them in front of him.

During these three days and three nights, the navy, with their superior manpower, was able to rotate personnel for rest. But what about us?

"These two little ones are almost at their limit, and we old folks are getting a bit tired too."

Roger pointed to the unusually exhausted Shanks and Bucky and said.

These two little devils are clearly about to fall asleep, but they're still stubbornly staying awake.

They held weapons in their hands, looking nervously at the dog-headed warship behind them, seemingly ready to pick up their weapons and fight the navy at any moment.

Upon hearing Roger's words, Rayleigh's eyes narrowed, and he was calculating something in his mind.

He thought Roger made a lot of sense.

For top-tier experts, rest is not a very important thing.

Often, battles between their top experts can be fought evenly, with only a handful of geniuses surviving.

Let alone three days and three nights, Roger and Rayleigh have fought battles that lasted six days and six nights before.

However, Shanks and Buggy are still interns and don't have that much physical strength.

To be honest, being able to stay awake for three days and three nights and still maintain a certain level of vigilance was far beyond Rayleigh's expectations.

"Captain Roger, Mr. Raleigh, I can hold on."

Upon hearing Roger's words, Shanks mustered his strength and made a cut on his leg with his knife.

The pain instantly spread from my legs to my brain, completely banishing my drowsiness.

"Bucky, if you're really not going, why don't you go and rest for a while?"

Shanks said to his companion beside him.

Unexpectedly, after Shanks said those words, Buggy turned around and glared fiercely at Shanks.

At the same time, Bucky plunged the tip of his dagger into his own thigh.

"Ouch, that hurts!!!"

Bucky was even angrier; Mr. Rayleigh had originally planned for the two of them to go and rest.

Shanks insisted on showing off in front of Captain Roger and Mr. Rayleigh, and Bucky had no choice but to endure it with Shanks.

The popping sounds continued.

Suddenly, the continuous explosions stopped, and only the sound of Roger's pirate crew firing their cannons backward remained on the entire battlefield.

"Damn it, Garp's going to start again!"

During the three-day, three-night chase, both Roger Rayleigh and Buggy Shanks learned about Garp's habits.

Although the artillery attack has been temporarily halted, an even more intense barrage of shells is about to begin.

"Get ready for a big surprise, Roger!"

"Fist Bone - Meteor Shower!"

Garp's strong figure stood on the deck at the bow of the ship, with a bunch of cannonballs already prepared on both sides of him.

"Take this!"

The sound of cannonballs whistling suddenly rang out again between the two ships, this time even more intense and resounding than before.

The battlefield, already filled with the smoke of gunpowder, became like the end of the world at this moment.

The sky was filled with countless cannonballs, which were hurtling towards the Roger Pirates at more than three times the speed of ordinary cannonballs.

"Roger, Rayleigh, just surrender!"

Garp's powerful voice could be accurately transmitted through the roar of cannons, even across the vast ocean.

"I won't let you catch me!"

Roger made a face at Garp, who wanted to capture him.

At the same time, he drew Ace from his waist, and leaped into the air to face the falling cannonballs.

"Gods, beware!"

Roger unleashed his domineering, unfriendly swordsmanship, instantly engulfing all the cannonballs in the sky.

Hundreds of shells were detonated by Roger as they descended! Boom! Boom!!!

Large swathes of sparks exploded in the air, like dazzling fireworks, turning the sea surface a fiery red.

"Run! Run!"

Roger, who had landed on the ship, urged the crew to run away.

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