Chapter 6: Moistening Things Silently

"Sword Saint?"

Mihawk picked up a bottle of iced black tea from the ice bucket: "Talk about it after you can cut out a Flying Slash."

The Flying Slash is a sword technique where a Sword Saint generates detached sword Qi through swinging the blade to perform ranged attacks.

"Don't look down on people so much."

Saint Saint Saiwen gritted his teeth and bought the Sword Saint cultivation experience: "Within a month, I will definitely become a Sword Saint."

Mihawk glanced sideways: "If you can cut out a Flying Slash within a month, I can grant you one condition."

Cultivating an opponent seems quite nice too.

Of course, the premise is that Saint Saint Saiwen can cross the Iron-Cutting stage and cultivate the Flying Slash within a month.

Is this possible?

This is absolutely impossible!

Mihawk suspected: on Luo Jie's ship, Saint Saint Saiwen had focused all his energy on studying gourmet food; otherwise, he could never have made such delicious food and iced black tea.

"Mr. Mi, you are definitely the First Mate!"

Saint Saint Saiwen, pumped up like he'd been injected with chicken blood, howled as he pulled out the Plasma Sword to practice: Mr. Mi, you surely can't imagine, Captain me~ is about to cheat.

【Use Sword Saint Cultivation Experience】

A massive amount of cultivation experience poured directly into his brain; as if awakening a strange memory out of nowhere, Saint Saint Saiwen rubbed his brow and suddenly awkwardly discovered—

Brain: I know it, I know it.

Hands: I don't know it!!

One slash, one slash, and another slash.

At first, Saint Saint Saiwen's sword-swinging posture looked extremely wretched; after just over a thousand swings, the corner of Mihawk's eye began to twitch.

The rhythm of the sword swings already had a method.

Seeing this, Mihawk pressed his lips together and decided to increase the difficulty for the future captain: "You steer the ship; I'm going to rest."

Saint Saint Saiwen nodded: "Okay."

Mr. Mi, truly didn't expect a man like you to get anxious, but even so, what can be done?

The First Mate I, Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, have set my sights on cannot escape.

Mihawk picked up the ice bucket and returned to the cabin; ever since Saint Saint Saiwen produced the small sweet drink, iced black tea, Mihawk had almost stopped brewing tea.

Since meeting Mihawk, in over a month, Saint Saint Saiwen successively played four trump cards: the Great Treasure, Gourmet Food, the Small Sweet Drink, and Eldorado; who wouldn't be confused by that?

It was simply moistening things silently!

One can only say, Saint Saint Saiwen's training was very successful; the day Mihawk becomes First Mate is... not far off!

The weather on the Grand Line is exactly like a girlfriend's temper: one second it's clear skies and smiling, the next it's a sudden downpour and eyes glaring with rage.

Wild winds raised huge waves; Saint Saint Saiwen hurriedly activated Lei Ting to form a protective barrier swirling around his body, evaporating the seawater splashing onto the deck.

After consuming the Goro Goro no Mi,

Saint Saint Saiwen's dislike for seawater directly surpassed Momonosuke's, topping the list of most disliked things.

Dark clouds covered the sky and blocked the sun; the sea surface was black as ink.

The pirate ship floated alone on the sea, swaying unsteadily as it was battered by the waves.

Fortunately, Saint Saint Saiwen did not get seasick.

The rain poured down like a flood; while steering the ship with one hand, Saint Saint Saiwen could still browse information on the trading platform.

Being on Luo Jie's Pirate Crew, steering and piloting the ship were basic skills every crew member must master, even if Saint Saint Saiwen was a chef.

【For Sale: Flying Bamboo Dragonfly, 500 Points, Seller's Note: Concept-level anti-gravity device, no energy required, never damaged】

"Hiss~" Saint Saint Saiwen's eyes burned with heat: an anti-gravity device that can fly; this thing is a good item.

Users of the Goro Goro no Mi can also fly, but not in the traditional sense of flight; rather, they achieve instantaneous positional changes through elementalization and the conduction of electric currents.

However, using Devil Fruit abilities requires expending stamina; when stamina is exhausted, the advantages of the Flying Bamboo Dragonfly become apparent.

Unfortunately, currently there are only 266 Points.

Gazing at the surging sea surface, Saint Saint Saiwen's heart surged: "Must occupy the Sky Island as soon as possible; otherwise, these good things can only be looked at."

Sky Island Beans and Devil Fruits are the paths for quickly earning Points that Saint Saint Saiwen has discovered so far.

Devil Fruits sell for over 1,000 Points, but for god-tier fruits like the Ope Ope no Mi that can grant immortality, they are naturally kept as strategic weapons.

After all, it is immortality; who isn't envious?

Three days later, a large island appeared faintly on the horizon: Saint Island, which is the island where Alabasta is located.

Saint Saint Saiwen did not plan to explore deep into Saint Island.

The goal of this journey was clear: head straight to the waters of Jaya Island, find the rising sea current, and rush toward the Sky Island.

When following the ship to find the Final Island back then, every time Saint Saint Saiwen arrived at an island, he would record it with a compass, and pretentiously call it: to retrace the path again later when he steers the ship himself.

Now it seems, it was truly a wise move.

Beside the helm, Mihawk suddenly spoke: "Pirate King Luo Jie... what kind of person was he?"

Saint Saint Saiwen paused briefly before making an evaluation.

"Captain he... was an excellent pirate."

An unqualified husband and father.

"Just excellent?" Mihawk took a sip of iced black tea: "I thought you would say he was the strongest pirate; then in your heart, who is the strongest pirate?"

"Rock and Mr. Jabra."

Without waiting for Mihawk to ask, Saint Saint Saiwen continued speaking.

"In a world where people abandon wives and children for dreams, Rock abandoned his dreams for his wife and children; he can be called a true man."

"However, compared to Rock, I actually admire Mr. Jabra more."

"In front of Mr. Jia Ba, even the likes of Golden Lion Kaido all become dim."

After this explanation, Mihawk's eyes grew sharper, but since Saint Saint Saiwen did not mention Jia Ba's whereabouts, Mihawk could only put the thought away.

"According to what you say, he is indeed very strong."

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled with great pride, planning to cultivate on the Sky Island for a while, then take a trip to Elbaf to learn from Mr. Jia Ba how to become a university student.

"I won't explain the reason first; when we go to find Mr. Jia Ba, you will know then."

"Our current goal is: Gold Land."

Docking the ship at the port, the two divided the work clearly: Mihawk went to purchase food, water, and other daily supplies, while Saint Saint Saiwen was responsible for repairing the hull.

As for asking, he learned it in Luo Jie's pirate crew.

As the only non-combatant in Luo Jie's pirate crew, Saint Saint Saiwen's skill tree was fully invested in arts other than combat.

It was not done deliberately, but his talent was skewed.

Saint Saint Saiwen's physique and combat talent were extremely poor,

yet his life talent was extremely strong; as a chef, he not only possessed exquisite cooking skills but also knew how to steer the ship, repair the hull, and draw sea charts... he even mastered the method of making a permanent compass.

Except for combat, he was capable in every aspect.

East Blue, Conomi Islands.

CP9 agent Brother Lu Bianyi returned once again and found the muscular man: "Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, has he returned recently?"

The muscular man hurriedly replied: "Little Bai Mao has not returned, my lord. I suddenly remembered something strange."

"Strange?" Brother Lu Bianyi raised an eyebrow and took out ten thousand Berries from his pocket.

"Tell me."

The muscular man took the Berries: "As you know, my lord, in previous years we often bullied Little Bai Mao, but once, that guy suddenly emitted red light..."

"And then, we fell asleep."

Hearing this, Brother Lu Bianyi waved his hand irritably: "I know."

A country bumpkin who doesn't even know who Luo Jie is; what he says has no credibility at all.

Red light? What a joke.

Could it possibly be Conqueror's Haki?

It is known that Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen joined Luo Jie's pirate crew at nine years old; how could a child under nine possibly possess Conqueror's Haki?

Remembering the little chef slipping away from under his nose, and the hope of promotion and a raise disappearing with him, Brother Lu Bianyi was instantly furious.

"Barzab, you truly deserve to die! A guy like you should be arrested by my own hands!"

Regarding the matter of not calling the Marines for help in Loguetown, Brother Lu Bianyi felt no regret; he only hated that the other party was too cunning, managing to slip away from surveillance.

"How exactly did that guy leave?"