One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

Olvia mechanically followed the man, staring intently at him who was holding her hand.

His eyes were expectant, as if he was waiting for certain words to come.

"A woman's tears are far too spicy to be used as an accompaniment to alcohol. I clearly remember the smile you gave me on the cliffs of Ohara."

"It's a smile as warm as the sun."

"That's the best snack to go with drinks..."

"Olvia".

The girl staggered a few steps, and after regaining her balance, she subconsciously looked up.

Whether by coincidence or fate, the dark clouds brought by the rain shower dispersed.

Sunlight streamed onto the ground.

Olvia swept her hair back, smiled, and her big eyes curved into two crescent moons.

'Mr. Ross, I think I finally understand why my heart pounds whenever you're around.'

'You're like the warm sun; following you always makes me feel at ease.'

Because~

"The sun is up, Ross."

Chapter 37 Trust and Betrayal: From Earth to Hell, and Back to Heaven

boom-!

"The city gates have been blown open by the youth army! Everyone, charge with me!!"

"For the glory of General Douglas, kill all those who dare to oppose us!"

"Fire! Fire on the city walls!!"

"Young soldiers, keep charging! Carry your explosives and tear down the enemy's last line of defense!"

Inside the castle, half of Barrett's body was stained with blood.

His right arm hung limply at his sides, and his half-open eyes were filled with exhaustion.

"So close, so very close..."

The blond boy bit down hard on the dagger and picked up the explosive pack that had fallen to his feet.

"For the glory of General Douglas!!"

"Enemy spotted! It's the Youth Army!! Kill them!"

As more and more enemies surrounded him, Barrett revealed the ferocity of a beast before its death.

puff--!!

The spear pierced his abdomen, but Barrett ignored it and roared as he ran forward.

He let the spear pierce through him, tearing open an even larger wound.

"I am Barrett!"

"He's General Douglas's most trusted subordinate; I will definitely earn Douglas's name!!!"

He jerked his head around and plunged the dagger, clenched between his teeth, into the enemy's heart.

cough--

Barrett spat out several mouthfuls of blood, but instead of looking at the still convulsing corpse at his feet, his increasingly crazed gaze was fixed on the enemy troops who had been drawn to him.

I lit the fuse of the explosive charge and silently counted down in my mind.

3, 2, 1... Throw!

Boom!

As he watched the approaching enemy being blown to pieces, Barrett, who was also blown away, laughed maniacally.

"You think you can kill me? I'm Barrett, the man who's about to earn the name Douglas!!"

"Go to hell, you idiots!"

Lying in the ruins, he gasped for breath like a broken bellows, accompanied by violent coughing.

Just as he was about to fall into a coma, Barrett vaguely saw a dark shadow looming over him.

"It's you guys! That's great, you've finally come."

Barrett barely opened his eyes a crack, and after seeing who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief.

They are comrades-in-arms from the same youth army!

"Barrett, the war is about to end, and the credit will definitely go to our youth army."

The young man in the lead had a strange expression, and his gaze toward Barrett gradually became more mocking.

But Barrett was already seriously injured and had no time to think.

"Help me, my arm and ribs...!"

"Wait, what are you trying to do?!"

"What are you doing? Barrett, you're too strong."

The young man in the lead sighed, "The Douglas Medal is awarded to only one person. As long as you are alive, we have no chance of receiving the medal."

"For the sake of our future, we have no choice but to trouble you to die here."

"We made a promise...!?"

The spear pierced his chest, and Barrett's eyes widened, his bloodshot left eye fixed on the man who was about to kill him.

"You dare glare at me?"

The spear was pulled out and then thrust in again.

Pull out, stab in...

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

"This monster!!"

"Let's go!"

The young soldiers, covered in blood, left laughing and joking, showing no concern for their comrade's death.

'I won't let you get away with this, you scum...'

Barrett's eyes moved slowly, and in his field of vision, the figure of the traitor gradually became blurred.

One, two, the double images are increasing.

Seconds later, Barrett saw “countless boy soldiers” leave him.

"Being betrayed doesn't feel good, does it?"

man?

In his final moments, Barrett could only direct his eyes toward the direction from which the sound came.

There are women too?

Ross crouched down next to Barrett, gently poking the boy's face with his index finger, his face still bearing that gentle smile.

He acted as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

"I've heard from other places that there's an immortal madman in the Youth Army, that's you, right?"

"……roll!"

Avoiding Barrett's gaping, biting lips, Ross pinched the other's nose.

“Your fangs are broken, boy.”

"Do you want to leave with me? This place is hell for you."

"You're just like those scumbags..."

Before Barrett could finish speaking, a wave of warmth emanated from the green light that swept over his entire body.

Bleach: Mark of the Gods - Retsu Unohana

[Current resonance level: 55%]

Once the wound stopped bleeding and healed, Barrett flipped over and leaped up, punching the "unresponsive" man in the face.

boom--!

It hit?!

Without thinking about why the enemy wasn't moving, he changed his fist into a palm, snatched the sword from the enemy's waist, and jumped back.

"It's called Wild Sunbathing."

Ross slowly stood up, showing no anger at having his Zanpakuto stolen.

"It's a knife you can't wield."

"Stop joking. A knife is a knife. You must be a nobleman from this place. If I kill you, the Order of Douglas will still be mine!"

Barrett charged forward, intending to slash with his sword, but found that the sword in his hand had suddenly become incredibly heavy.

It was so heavy that even he couldn't hold it.

Just as the serrated blade was about to fall to the ground, Ross appeared, using his Instant Step to move at lightning speed, and reclaimed the Wild Sun.

"you……?!"

Barrett, who had been flicked on the head, fell to the ground, feeling powerless again as his adrenaline ran out.

"Your body is not fully recovered yet."

Ignoring Barrett's curses and threats, Ross walked over, grabbed the boy's arm, and lifted him up.

He then twisted his body and carried it on his back.

"Let me go! What are you doing?!"

"I'll find a quiet place for you to heal."

Supporting Barrett's limp body, Ross looked at Olvia.

"Let's go, Olvia."

"He is the one I've been looking for."

"Barrett, that's your name, right?"

Lying on his broad, warm back, Barrett felt a sense of absurdity.

But beneath that feeling lay fear and helplessness.

If this man attacks, he can accept the outcome with a clear conscience, whatever it may be.

but……

"My name is Ross, the master of Utopia."

As Ross carried Barrett slowly forward, his voice as gentle as ever.

"Enemy, there's another enemy here...wait, a Barrett?!"

Upon seeing the traitor from not long ago blocking his way, Barrett's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"You bunch of scum!"

"What? You're still alive? I should have cut off your head earlier."

The young soldiers, emboldened, blocked the alley.

"Hey, this is a battlefield! Why is that guy bringing a woman out here?"

"Who knows? But that woman is very beautiful. If we capture her and present her to General Douglas, we might get a reward!"

"Barrett, there's no need to be angry."