"I met some very interesting guys. Maybe you can go there sometime. You might be pleasantly surprised."
"You should know very well why I came here to find you."
"Hey, are you really that heartless? We've known each other for so long, and I've already gone this far, are you still going to continue?"
The two initially sparred with each other, and their skills improved through these exchanges. They also had different personalities.
Hawkeye can dedicate most of his time to honing his swordsmanship; his pursuit is to become a stronger swordsman. But Shanks is not that kind of person.
The frequency was too high, and Shanks felt it was causing some delays.
"Hmph, an S-class prosthetic body, produced in Piltover. I don't know its specific performance, but prosthetic bodies sold there would never fall off just because someone is drunk. Besides, your alcohol tolerance is more than that."
Shanks' plan has failed, and for some reason, Hawkeye seems to have some knowledge about the origin of Shanks' prosthetic body.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
Shanks' passive ability, "Playing Dumb," unfortunately doesn't work on Hawkeye now.
"The shipping route to this island will inevitably pass through Piltover. Since you've chosen to install a prosthetic body, you won't go for the cheapest option. And that country, as a major producer of prosthetic bodies, guarantees quality."
Many people in the Navy use similar equipment; do I need to elaborate?
How do you know so much about this?
"After joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea, do you have any questions about getting to know your colleagues? Besides, that country is very powerful, and fighting against such strong individuals might bring you new insights."
You've been gone for a long time this time, and I'm curious to know what changes have occurred in you. Aren't you going to test the combat effectiveness of your newly installed cybernetic body?
"That seems to make sense, but let's talk about this after the banquet! You know so much about the explosive liquor produced there, you must have heard about it by now."
Hawkeye was eventually dragged to the table for drinks. Although Shanks didn't refute him, it was clear that he wouldn't get anything without a drink.
"Oh, right, Snake, bring that thing over there!"
Under Hawkeye's questioning gaze, something that looked somewhat like a combination of a bicycle and a propeller was handed to Shanks.
"What's this?"
"Can't you tell? It's a boat propulsion system, solar-powered, and can also be driven by human power. Your small boat must be quite troublesome to move around normally, right? With this, it will be much more convenient for you to get around."
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Shanks had actually prepared a gift for himself, but for some reason, Hawkeye's urge to draw his sword and kill someone became even stronger at this moment.
While the Red-Haired Pirates were already causing trouble on other islands, Uta also obtained the Song-Song Fruit.
"Dad Oran, is this for me?"
In a sense, all the core members of the Sidirier family, except for Uta, are all ability users.
Now that we have this Devil Fruit, it can be considered to have filled a gap in Uta's life.
"Yes, it's a Paramecia-type Fruit, the Song-Song Fruit, a fruit that allows you to activate your abilities through singing. Just like my ability, it allows you to create a world that belongs to you."
However, if you don't use this ability properly at first, people who hear your singing will fall asleep.
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