I agreed to win with Roger, but the guy I met was too young Chapter 047

Rhett also immediately approached Oden. The Whitebeard Pirates were still in their developing stage, with only a few strong fighters. If they couldn’t find an opponent, they could only watch, and their fights lasted for days. Watching for days was truly boring.

Oden’s twin swords were unsheathed. He stomped his foot, instantly closing in on Rhett, and his twin swords crossed, slashing out—

“Two-Sword Style: Paradise Totsuka!”

Rhett didn’t dodge or evade, his Black Tide Greatsword horizontally blocking—

“Clang—!”

The metallic clang vibrated the deck, and the wooden planks beneath Rhett’s feet slightly caved in.

Oden’s slashes were incredibly powerful, but Rhett’s Black Tide remained motionless.

“Nice strength,” Rhett chuckled. Did he really think I was some weakling transmigrator? Mist suddenly diffused, enveloping both of them.

Within the mist, Oden’s vision was completely obscured, but he showed no panic. His Observation Haki was fully activated, sensing Rhett’s position, but it was intermittent, as if his usually infallible Observation Haki had suddenly malfunctioned.

“Mist Concealment: Mirage!” Rhett’s voice came from all directions as seven phantoms simultaneously attacked Oden.

Oden snorted coldly, his twin swords rotating—

“Two-Sword Style: Oden Two-Sword Style: Revolving Sky!”

Rhett: ????? Revolving Sky???? Little brother-in-law??

Sword light swept like a hurricane, and the seven phantoms were instantly shattered! But the real Rhett had already circled behind Oden, his Black Tide Greatsword imbued with blood mist, slashing down fiercely!

“Mist Sword: Blood Tide!”

Oden reacted incredibly fast, blocking with a backhand slash, but the impact of Black Tide still forced him back several steps, leaving cracks in the deck.

“Interesting!” Oden laughed loudly, his Conqueror’s Haki suddenly erupting, black and red lightning coiling around his twin swords.

Rhett raised an eyebrow: “Conqueror’s Haki coating? Eh, it looks more like Conqueror’s Haki Ryuo. Let’s see who’s stronger!”

“Boom—!”

The two Conqueror’s Haki collided, causing dark clouds to surge in the sky and giant waves to rise on the sea! The crew members on deck retreated, even Roger and Newgate showed surprised expressions.

“The brats’ Haki… not bad!” Roger grinned.

Oden’s twin swords, wrapped in Haki, leaped up fiercely—

“Two-Sword Style: Paradise White Waterfall!”

Rhett was equally fearless, his Black Tide Greatsword covered in Armament Haki, meeting the slash head-on—

“Black Tide: Severing Sea!”

“Rumble—!”

The shockwave from the clashing swords exploded, tearing the deck apart, and the surrounding seawater was shaken high into the sky!

After landing, Oden suddenly sheathed his swords, adopting an Iaijutsu stance—

“Two-Sword Style Drawing Sword Technique!” (Oden only has a few moves, I’ll make up some.)

Rhett’s eyes narrowed, his Black Tide Greatsword glowing with a dark red light—

“Mist God Style: Ghost Assault!”

Both moved at the same time!

“Swish—!”

Sword light and sword qi intertwined, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

“Crack…”

Oden was sent flying, barely managing to stop himself, while a shallow bloodstain appeared on Rhett’s shoulder.

The two stood back to back, the entire scene silent.

“…A draw? Brother Rhett actually didn’t win!” Shanks’s eyes widened.

“No.” Rayleigh pushed up his glasses. “Although Rhett was injured, it’s clear that Rhett held back. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been just a knockback; the blood mist would have entered Oden’s body.”

Oden turned around, laughing heartily: “Hahahaha! What a thrill! Your mist and swordsmanship are both incredibly strong!”

Rhett put away Black Tide, a slight smile on his lips: “You’re not bad yourself. The samurai of Wano Country truly live up to their reputation.”

Buggy and Shanks ran over, their eyes sparkling: “Brother Rhett, you guys fought for over three days!”

Rhett was stunned. Ah, they fought for over three days? Time really flies, hahahaha. Hating blood tanks, understanding blood tanks, becoming a blood tank.

Roger and Whitebeard’s battle was also nearing its end.

“Gurarararara, that was exhilarating! Little ones, let’s have a feast!” Whitebeard shouted.

During the feast,

Whitebeard sat majestically in his chair, his naginata beside him, curiously asking: “Roger, why did you specifically come here?”

Roger grinned: “Newgate! I came to borrow someone from you!”

The Whitebeard Pirates’ crew instantly erupted in an uproar.

“What a joke!” Marco frowned. “How could we lend you our family?”

“Exactly!” Jozu clenched his fist. “Do you want to fight?”

Rhett stood beside Roger, his gaze sweeping over the Whitebeard Pirates, finally resting on Oden—the man clad in a kimono, with two swords at his waist, who was watching them with interest.

Whitebeard snorted coldly: “Roger, tell me, who do you want to borrow?”

Roger pointed at Oden: “Him! Kozuki Oden!”

The entire scene fell silent.

Oden was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: “Interesting! What do you want me for?”

Roger’s eyes burned: “I heard you can read Poneglyphs, and I’m going to Laugh Tale—I need your help. Do you want to know the secrets of the world?”

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes: “Roger, you should know me. Are you trying to declare war on our Whitebeard Pirates?”

Roger stood up, his expression solemn, his eyes filled with an obsession to uncover the truth of the world. He looked at Whitebeard and slowly said: “Edward, I have no other desires in my life. This journey requires someone like Oden to accompany me.

Knowing the truth of the world and unraveling its hidden secrets is my last wish and the meaning of my life’s adventure. I know this is a very unreasonable request, but it is truly crucial to me.”

As he spoke, he actually started to kneel.

Rhett slapped himself. He had only thought about Oden joining Roger’s crew, but forgotten how he got on the ship.

“Captain?!” Rayleigh’s pupils constricted.

Jabba roared: “Roger! How can you kneel to Newgate, you bastard—”

However, Roger’s knees had not yet touched the ground when a pair of hands firmly held his arms!

It was Rhett.

Blood mist surged, Rhett’s crimson eyes burning. He could tell that his emotions were not calm: “Roger, don’t kneel.”

When watching the original story, Rhett admired Roger for being able to kneel for his dream.

But Rhett had joined Roger’s crew at the age of three. Roger, Rayleigh, and Jabba were his three most respected elder brothers. He would never allow his elder brother to abandon his dignity, no matter who he was kneeling to, no matter for what reason. This was an insult to Roger.

Roger looked up in astonishment, feeling the immense strength in Rhett’s grip.

After ensuring Roger would not kneel, Rhett turned to face Newgate.

“Because the truth of the world is worth seeing.” Rhett slowly stepped forward, blood mist swirling around him, his crimson eyes fixed on Whitebeard, not backing down in the slightest.

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes: “Brat, are you teaching me how to treat my family?”

“No,” Rhett’s voice was soft, yet everyone heard it clearly, “I’m telling you that Oden has the right to choose his own path. Since he can read Poneglyphs, he must surely want to see the secrets of this world.”

Just then, Oden suddenly stepped forward. He gripped his twin swords, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: “Captain…”

Whitebeard silently watched him.

“I want to go see.” Oden’s voice trembled slightly, but it was incredibly firm, “I am the one who can read Poneglyphs. When I was learning about them, I truly hoped to see the secrets of this world, so.”

Marco couldn’t help but shout: “Brother Oden! Do you know what you’re saying?”

Marco knew how difficult it was for Oden to join the crew.

Oden turned to face his former comrades, then suddenly bowed deeply: “I’m sorry, everyone. But I must go on this journey.”

Whitebeard’s expression finally shifted. He stared at Oden for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter: “Gurararara! Good! Very good!”

His naginata struck the deck heavily, making the entire ship tremble: “Since this is your choice, then go!”

Rhett secretly let out a sigh of relief, the blood mist quietly dissipating. He hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly—Oden’s resolve and Whitebeard’s magnanimity both exceeded his expectations.

I owe you one, Whitebeard.

Roger laughed as he stepped forward: “Newgate, thanks! I promise I’ll bring him back unharmed!”

Whitebeard snorted: “If even a single hair is missing, I’ll tear your ship apart.”

Oden’s eyes were slightly red, but he smiled brightly: “When I return, I’ll bring the best sake!”

This was the first time the Roger Pirates and Whitebeard Pirates ended a feast without finishing it, departing directly.

As the Oro Jackson slowly sailed away, Marco walked up to Whitebeard: “Pops, Brother Oden…”

Whitebeard watched the distant ship’s silhouette, a smile playing on his lips: “Rhett was right… Everyone has the right to choose their own path. Precisely because he’s family, I have to support him.”

The sea breeze carried Oden’s final shout: “I will definitely return—!”

Under the setting sun, two legendary pirate ships sailed in opposite directions, towards their respective destinies.