I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

He walked to the ship's railing, holding his wine glass, and gazed into the distance.

Before we knew it, a small boat had appeared on the distant horizon.

The small sailboat is shaped like a coffin, with candles lit on both sides, and a dashing man sits on it.

The man, dressed in a burgundy floral shirt, a black trench coat, white trousers, and ankle boots, with a black top hat on his head, sat alone on the sailboat.

It was just a small sailboat for one person, but the man sitting on it looked like a king sitting on a throne.

Seeing Shanks looking over from the ship, the man reached out and gently adjusted his top hat, revealing a pair of eyes with two golden rims.

With eyes as sharp as a hawk's, he met Shanks' gaze across the vast ocean.

He is the world's greatest swordsman, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and the man who sits on the throne of swordsmanship worldwide.

Hawkeye, Giordala Mihawk!

"What a rare guest, Hawkeye. Are you here to challenge me to a duel?"

Shanks, holding his wine glass, looked towards Hawkeye Mihawk and asked.

"duel?"

Hawkeye snorted coldly, his gaze falling on Shanks's intact arms, and said calmly:

"I never intended to duel with someone like you who lost...the straw hat!"

Wait... why a straw hat? What am I saying?

Hawkeye was slightly taken aback. By the time he came to his senses, he was already sitting on Shanks' ship, with Shanks putting his arm around his shoulder and pouring him drinks.

"Since it's not a duel, that makes things easier. Let's have a banquet!"

"What a leisurely man. He actually stayed in that remote and impoverished place in the East China Sea for so long, and even lost his signature straw hat."

"You're too lazy. If you want to drink, do it after the duel!"

Hawkeye pushed away the wine glass that Shanks was about to shove at his face and reached for the greatsword on his back.

This action made the tipsy Shanks squint, a certain thought forming in his mind, and he smiled, saying:

"You can't say that. Although the East Sea is small, there are still some truly powerful individuals there."

"Hawkeye, we've dueled more than once or twice, it's all meaningless. This time, if you drink with me, I'll introduce you to a real powerhouse!"

"Oh?"

Hawkeye glanced at Shanks, his movements pausing slightly.

"Is this powerful figure you mentioned a swordsman?"

Shanks paused for a moment, recalling his first encounter with Sig.

Sig does indeed seem to be wearing a sword at his waist!

That's right, he must be a swordsman! Although I've never seen him fight, he's definitely a powerful swordsman who can make Hawkeye not have to fight me!

Even if it isn't... it has to be!

"Hawkeye, let me tell you, he's a terrifyingly strong monster..."

"He's already killed fifty-six of the Four Emperors, including mere Emperors like myself!"

Shanks pulled Hawkeye aside to drink, and they gradually got tipsy.

Chapter 70 The Mystery of the Pandaren

On the Red Ship, Hawkeye soon became slightly tipsy and enjoyed himself with Shanks.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Amidst the joyful atmosphere, a man holding a wine glass walked past the staggering drunkards to Shanks and Hawkeye's side, picking up a stack of newspapers nearby.

This man's head and below are not much different from ordinary humans, but his head is a conspicuous black and white panda head.

Neither the drunkards staggering on the ground nor Shanks and Hawkeye, who were drinking heavily, were moved by his actions.

The panda quietly flipped through the newspaper, his gaze falling on Sig's photo on the page, lost in thought.

"Hey bro, what are you reading the newspaper for? Keep drinking..."

A pirate staggered over from the side.

"cheers!"

The panda immediately put on a smiling face and clinked glasses with the newcomer.

After finishing his drink, the panda silently walked deeper into the ship's cabin.

A moment later, he untied a small boat and left.

"Brother, are you leaving?" a pirate asked with a smile.

"Yes, I have something to do, so I'll be going now," the panda replied with a smile.

The pirates, unsuspecting, continued drinking and laughing.

After a long while, once the pandaren had disappeared into the distance, someone casually remarked:

"Who was that person just now? Was he from our pirate crew?"

"Who knows? Let's not talk about this anymore, let's keep drinking."

Hours after the Pandaren left.

Slightly tipsy, Hawkeye refused Shanks's offer to stay and returned to his own ship, preparing to leave.

His eyes, which were originally as sharp as a hawk's, were now slightly dazed.

"That Shanks guy, after his trip to the East Blue, he's been spouting nonsense all the time, even talking about fifty-six Yonko..."

Hawkeye chuckled, naturally not believing Shanks' obvious joke.

But Shanks isn't the kind of person who would deliberately use a random passerby to fool him.

"This pirate named Sig shouldn't be weak. Since he's also a swordsman, he shouldn't disappoint me."

Since ascending to the throne of the world's greatest swordsman and joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Hawkeye's reputation has grown increasingly renowned, and there are few swordsmen he can respect.

So when he heard that Shanks had returned to the Grand Line, he came over excitedly.

"Since I have nothing better to do anyway, why don't I take a trip to the East China Sea..."

"No... A swordsman favored by Shanks would never be content to stay in a remote East Blue; he'll come to the Grand Line sooner or later!"

"Should we head to the East China Sea, or stay on this Grand Line and await his arrival...?"

Hawkeye Mihawk's chiseled, handsome face had a slight curve at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed obvious anticipation.

............

The refugee fleet is still sailing in the East China Sea.

Sieg strolled casually on the deck.

"Mr. Sig!"

"Lord Sig!"

From a distance, people on the neighboring refugee ship waved to him, and Sieg smiled and nodded back.

I sighed inwardly. The number of die-hard fans had increased again, but I didn't want to debut as an idol...

Those waving to him were not his bandits or revolutionary soldiers, but ordinary refugees or, in other words, reserve members of the revolutionary army.

Sieg had also heard people refer to him as a hero on several occasions.

This made Sieg feel a little apprehensive.

These refugees all came with good intentions, but it still made Sieg feel a little heavy-hearted.

"Is this how KING feels? An ordinary person who, by a twist of fate, is crowned with the name of a hero."

Sometimes, the expectations of others are a form of pressure.

The name of a hero is both a halo and a constraint.

Sig opened the system panel and took a look.

Character cards already equipped

Character Card 1: KING

Fit: 76%

.......

Character Card 2: Li Jing

Fit: 11%

The change in the compatibility between the two character cards surprised Sig.

The main change in the KING character card compatibility occurred during the assassination of the Celestial Dragons.

That event caused the previously slow-progressing compatibility to increase by 7%, from 68% to 75%, and also earned a second card as a reward.

According to Sieg's exploration, the increase in character card compatibility is not linear.

In other words, the higher the compatibility, the harder it is for prices to rise.

However, the speed at which Li Jingka's compatibility increased was somewhat disappointing to Sieg.

On the first day of his transmigration, Higuma put on a great performance in front of Shanks, Luffy, and the others, which boosted his compatibility to over 30%.

This time, however, the compatibility score for Li Jing's card was only 11%.

"Am I particularly compatible with KING? Or... am I particularly incompatible with Li Jing?"

Sieg is having a bit of a headache. He really wants to improve Li Jingka's compatibility, but progress is slow.

There is a smart way and a clumsy way to improve compatibility.

The stupid way is to practice, the smart way is to play the original character and perform.