I agreed to win with Roger, but the guy I met was too young Chapter 070

Just like that, with two days left until Roger’s execution,

Uncle Tom finally finished modifying the Oro Jackson.

Tom led Rett to the depths of the shipyard and pulled back a huge waterproof tarp—

“This is…?”

“My newly developed power system. I originally intended to use it on mobile trains.” Tom’s pride was impossible to conceal.

Rett instantly understood Tom’s plan: “You modified it to be on the ship!”

“Smart!” Tom patted the machine’s casing. “Combined with the Jet Dial, this ship can reach three times the speed of a warship in the Calm Belt! Kid, you know the value of that, right?”

Franky danced excitedly, raising his hands above his head in his signature pose: “SUPER! This will definitely be the fastest ship in the world!”

Iceberg, however, was worried: “Master, it hasn’t gone through safety tests yet…”

“Tests?” Tom pulled Iceberg into a hug. “Tell me, what’s my skill level!”

“Top-tier shipwright!!!”

“Good apprentice!”

Uncle Tom released his hand from Iceberg’s head. It was truly a scene of a benevolent master and a filial apprentice.

Rett: “…”

Rett was genuinely afraid Uncle Tom would squeeze Iceberg to death if he waited any longer.

This legendary pirate ship was no longer an ordinary wooden sailing vessel, but a steel behemoth. Its hull was crafted from dark crimson mithril alloy, gleaming with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

The bow was a roaring dragon head sculpture, with a large cannon in the dragon’s mouth. Rett instantly fell in love with it. Large caliber, long range—no man could refuse that. (Bigger, thicker, farther)

“It can store lightning energy, wind energy, any energy really. In necessary moments…”

An artificial lightning bolt struck down, precisely absorbed by the device. The entire ship was instantly enveloped in blue electrical light, and an energy cannonball gathered at the dragon’s mouth at the bow.

With a ‘boom,’ it unleashed world-destroying power.

Tom stroked his beard proudly: “I call this ‘Dragon God’s Wrath.’ How about it, not bad, right?”

Rett looked at the smoking muzzle, drooling: “…So cool, so cool!”

When the energy gathered, the entire hull was cloaked in lightning. It was unbelievably cool, almost making Rett an idiot. No boy from the Red Flag could resist the roar of a dragon.

Finally, the day of departure arrived. The brand-new Oro Jackson was moored in the harbor.

“I can’t believe it…” Iceberg caressed the hull. “This is completely a different ship now.”

Franky was debugging the final equipment: “SUUUUPER! Look at my genius design—even the toilet has been converted to fully automatic!”

Iceberg showed his shark teeth: “Franky, don’t make weird inventions on a guest’s ship!!!”

Perona excitedly spun around in the newly installed pink crow’s nest: “Rett-sama~ There’s a dressing table here! And a doll stand! I love it here so much.”

Tom stood at the bow, his eyes gleaming: “Roger… your old buddy, now he can carry this kid anywhere.”

Rett gripped the helm: “Old man, thanks.”

“Cut the act!” Tom’s expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Rett by the collar. “Take good care of this ship for me! If you dare to let it get all tattered again, you’re finished, kid…”

“Yes, yes, yes…” Rett raised his hands in surrender, helpless.

But Tom didn’t let go this time: “I’m telling you, the Oro Jackson was my greatest creation at the time. It carried Roger to become the Pirate King. And this one is my most perfect work now. You are not allowed to bury it, do you hear me, kid?”

“Old man,” Rett suddenly spoke, his voice low and solemn, “This ship is no longer the original Oro Jackson.”

It should also have a new name. As the ship’s builder, Tom naturally had the right to name it.

Tom was silent for a moment, then slowly walked to the figurehead, his rough hand caressing the roaring dragon head sculpture.

His gaze became distant, as if traveling through time, back to the days of sailing with Roger.

“Uncle Tom, wait for me to make the Oro Jackson famous across the seas.”

“Roger’s ship was called the Oro Jackson,” Tom murmured, “that was a ship carrying dreams and freedom.”

He looked up at Rett, his eyes shining with firm resolve: “This ship is a modified Oro Jackson.”

Tom took a deep breath, the smoke from his cigar swirling in the sunset: “Let’s call it—”

“『Dawn Phoenix』”

Tom pulled out a bottle of treasured old liquor from his pocket and smashed it forcefully against the bow. The amber liquid flowed down the dragon figurehead, like burning blood in the sunset.

“In the name of the shipwright Tom, I bestow upon you the name 『Dawn Phoenix』! May you gallop through blood mist, roar in storms, and become a legend of the new era!”

As his words fell, the figurehead’s eyes suddenly glowed crimson, and the entire ship seemed to be infused with life, emitting a low hum.

Rett shouted loudly, “Little ones, prepare to set sail! Are you ready!”

“Ready, Captain!”

“Excellent! I declare, the Dawn Phoenix departs!”

Perona cheered, floating towards the crow’s nest. Moria’s zombie sailors quickly took their positions.

Franky and Iceberg stood on the dock, waving goodbye to this warship destined to shake the world. They both had a hand in building this ship, destined to be famous across the seas.

Just as the ship was about to set sail, Tom suddenly called out to Rett: “Kid!”

Rett turned back to see the old fish-man standing in the sunset.

“This ship… it is both a continuation of the Oro Jackson and a brand new beginning.” Tom’s voice was exceptionally clear in the sea breeze. “Don’t let it down, and don’t let Roger’s expectations down. What Roger could achieve, you achieve too.”

Rett turned back and gave Tom a big smile: “I, Rett, guarantee again that I will make the whole world remember the name of the 『Dawn Phoenix』, hahahaha, Uncle Tom, just wait to become the greatest shipwright in the world.”

Tom smiled with satisfaction, waving his hand: “Go! Let this world hear what a true dragon’s roar sounds like!”

With the roar of the engine, the 『Dawn Phoenix』 slowly pulled away from the harbor.

Blue flames spewed from the stern, and the entire ship cut through the waves like an arrow released from a bow.

“Rett-sama!” Perona poked her head out of the crow’s nest. “Want to try the main cannon?”

Rett grinned, revealing his white teeth: “Just what I had in mind.”

He pressed the red button on the control panel, and blood mist surged into the slot. The entire ship was instantly enveloped in bloody lightning.

The dragon cannon let out a deafening roar, and a crimson beam of light sliced across the sea, exploding into a massive, bloody mushroom cloud in the distance.

The residents of Water 7 watched in stunned silence, “Sugoi——-”

“Roger… do you see it?” The old fish-man murmured to himself, “A new legend… has begun.”