One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"Kill upon sight?"

Mihawk swiftly sheathed his sword, the long black blade tracing an eerie arc, deftly blocking Griffin's path.

"Clang!"

Swords clashed, unleashing endless lightning, and suddenly the sun rose.

A deep chasm appeared as the sky was torn open.

Centered on the two people, the mountain peaks thousands of meters high beneath their feet split open neatly.

"boom!"

...

...

A few hours later.

"Hahaha, I still couldn't win you over, Mihawk. Oh well, let's go, let's go have a drink."

Shanks, his clothes tattered from the beating, sheathed his sword, swaggered over, and put his arm around Mihawk's shoulder.

"Don't come near me, you're covered in sweat."

Mihawk tried to break free from Shanks's grasp, but failed. Shanks chuckled and put his arm around Mihawk's shoulder, leading him toward the shore of Thunder Isle.

"The banquet is about to begin, my men!"

"Boss failed again, what a loser! Hahaha, how many times is this now?"

"Who knows? Anyway, it's not the last time."

On the dark shore, several bonfires were lit.

Soon, the aroma of meat and wine wafted out.

"Mr. Rayleigh assassinated a Celestial Dragon and has a bounty of 3.9 billion Berries on his head by the World Government?"

Shanks picked up the newspaper with some surprise.

Especially when he saw the Oro Jackson beneath Rayleigh, memories of the past flooded back like a tidal wave.

Mihawk was also looking at the newspaper, a look of great interest on his face.

"Pluto Rayleigh is also a legendary swordsman. It seems he's on the Grand Line? I should go back and see if I can spar with him."

"This shouldn't be happening, it shouldn't be appearing so early, the Oro Jackson..."

Shanks, however, was frowning and talking to himself.

"Shanks, what are you thinking about?" Yasopp asked, noticing that he seemed lost in thought.

"fine."

Shanks shook his head. "I'm just a little worried about Mr. Rayleigh's safety."

"Does he need you to worry about him? A bounty of 3.9 billion Berries, higher than yours, Shanks! No wonder he's called Rayleigh, the Dark King." Yasopp and Lucky Bean were somewhat unconvinced.

Suddenly, Beckman pulled a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

"It's an attack from Whitebeard's side."

"Whitebeard?"

Shanks paused for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled, "It seems the news in the newspapers has caused quite a stir around the world."

Chapter 156 Awakening

Rorschach woke up on the third day after the dark horse appeared in his dream.

When I woke up, there was a group of people in the room.

Besides Lark and Law, there were Zephyr, Garp, and Drake.

"What are you doing, brat? You're already seriously injured, why are you still worried about the safety of the Roswald family? If you really sacrifice yourself for those few pieces of trash, wouldn't all the effort we old devils put into you have been wasted?"

As soon as Rorschach opened his eyes, Garp gave him a whack on the forehead, making him wince in pain.

"Grandpa Garp, go easy on him, Brother Rorschach's injuries haven't healed yet."

When Yun Que saw Luo Xia's tears welling up with pain, she felt a pang of sympathy.

"Hahaha, how old is little Lark? He already knows how to care for his sweetheart. Sakazuki's little cotton-padded jacket is leaking."

Garp laughed heartily and placed his large hand on Lark's head.

Yun Que blushed instantly at his words and dared not look at Luo Xia.

"Hey kid, are you alright?"

Drake pushed past the silent Rorschach and approached him, asking a question.

Luo Xia assessed his current physical condition.

The wound, wrapped in bandages, was already tingling and numb.

This indicates that the flesh and blood at the wound site are growing, and that one's body seems to be fine.

The areas from which the distinct pain still emanates are the two wounds on my left arm and chest, inflicted by the Ancient Saint Green.

As for the mental state, it seems to have become clearer and more transparent.

I felt refreshed and invigorated.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry for troubling you."

Noticing the concern in Drake's eyes, it would be a lie to say Rorschach wasn't moved.

Since arriving at Marine Headquarters, Rorschach has felt that his life has been going too smoothly.

It seems like everyone is very kind to me.

This filled him with gratitude, but also with some apprehension and unease.

I wonder what I have done to deserve the appreciation of so many important people and the goodwill of my colleagues.

"It's good that you're alright. We only stayed here for a couple more days. Now that you're awake, we should head back to Marineford."

"Back to Marineford?"

Rorschach keenly sensed the meaning behind Drake's words, and his doubts deepened.

In that hazy, dreamlike world, he vaguely remembered that the murder plot he had orchestrated, revolving around the Roswald family of three, should have already been uncovered by the underdog.

Since the so-called head of the Criminal Investigation Bureau already knows that he is the real culprit behind the deaths of the Roswald family, why is he still here unharmed?

Even though Rorschach had considered many aspects, he did not expect that the Navy also possessed a similar ability to the Memory Fruit, which allowed them to delve into the subconscious of others and explore their secrets.

Since he had doubts, Luo Xia didn't hide anything and asked directly.

There was no one else in the room.

"How was the killing of the Celestial Dragons handled?"

He went straight to the point, looking at Drake.

Drake wasn't too surprised to see how concerned Rorschach was about this.

After all, Rorschach's injuries were basically caused by this incident.

I heard that the high-ranking official from the World Government is going to bring Rorschach to justice.

Even he felt a little indignant on Rorschach's behalf.

They were working so hard.

Not only did they not receive the praise and benefits they deserved, but they were also turned around and accused.

After hearing Drake's story, a strange expression appeared on Rorschach's face.

"what?"

"Was the attack on the Celestial Dragons by Daffylons instigated by Rayleigh, the Dark Lord?"

"Why... why?"

"What else could it be?" Drake said matter-of-factly. "Of course, it was because of the World Government's order to purge any potential Roger bloodlines from Baterilla Island in the South China Sea."

"As the vice-captain of the Roger Pirates and Roger's close friend, now that I have the opportunity to avenge Roger's unborn offspring who died young, of course I will do it."

Drake's argument was reasonable and well-founded; if he weren't the murderer himself, Rorschach would have believed him.

Now he finally understood why Luo had been silently holding the ghost and standing to the side, seemingly lost in thought, ever since he woke up.

So, the mess they made has been blamed on Rayleigh.

Most importantly, the logic before and after forms a closed loop.

Flawless!

After a while, everyone dispersed, leaving only Zefa in the room.

Luo Xia sat up straight and looked at the old man who had always been kind to him.

"Professor Zephyr, is there something you want to ask me?"

Zefa sat on the stool by the bed and hadn't said a word since he came in with the others.

Only now that there was no one else in the room did he look at Luo Xia with a complicated expression, looking at the last good prospect he had truly decided to cultivate for the Navy.

He was the main person in charge of training Rorschach.

Zephyr is arguably the person who knows his strength best.

Others, such as Kizaru, Aokiji, and Garp, would only occasionally come to give Rorschach pointers and spar with him when they had free time.

But Zefa is different.

Unless he's hospitalized due to asthma, Zefa attends almost every training session.

After watching Rorschach and the other naval commanders fight, give him a detailed explanation of his mistakes and techniques in battle.

It can be said that Rorschach's combat skills improved so rapidly in just three months, not only because he learned from many sources, but also because of Zephyr's teaching and explanations.

If Sengoku and Garp were still somewhat unsure about Rorschach's exact strength and how he compared to that Aristotle...